The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-12-07
NECK OR NOTHING.
By JEANETTE E. wALv0RTH.
Copyright ISL, BY tie AathOrl
fro coN-NTEl

SYNOPSIS -St-CuC Martin son % The over
ser OF GCrSrncr Strone's plantation, san
SOOc. ATTENDS calars WIZ tire governor
grandson. A5r5eZ Su-aRE re = suspected o
some colsc t-hefts "a tbe ci1s-ng term snd O.
ostrsc-Hs5 ~ Iss tscal5y 2na As fellow BTU
de1ts, Name Ca.rs- aEccsisr q 8 professcl
alons slznas - m CHAFzEs nI.-Goyer
nor StrO1E's 5augater-lu-lsv, the widoveC
mother q Ad-isa las made Liza Martin
Szo1E's SISTER hsr Prosesee snd educated hel
heyCD5 her siSt.l1. IY--Mis Martin talk:
plainly % Mrs. Stroug about spelling Liza
Tue case i discussed AZ sans SOuci. Liza
mus, be helped. bit not brought in contact
with A5r.en.
Il had list u.,'ae SURE first. FoUlkS
SAYS he could wear Rams shoe
He passed ont through the front door
and around 10 the one window. Liza,
leaning over its ledge, saw the small
bare tracks left in the damp soil by the
fugitive. Strong was laying a brass
bound footrule in them
He would wear about No. 3. /
reckon it was Abe. "
What did he run away for, Strong?'
boy is a fancy darby Ran Chambliss
picked up in New Orleans one winter
and generally takes travelling with him,
but the boy had the measles when
Chambliss started on the last trip and
was left behind Mrs Chambliss told
Foulks to put him to work-to keep
him out of mi.chief-in the field until
Ran came back, and the spoiled cub
took to the cane He has been out over
two months -
He did not look like fancy darky'
nor like anybody's pet
Strong was sending searching glance
up and down the face Of the cliffs
Il should like 10 let Foulks know, az
promised. The scamp is not likely 10
come back again. / imagine be thought
l had gone out to the river. generally
am there this time Of day and he hoped
10 cajole NinCy out Of a dinner -
is Whey here"
"Viney; Why. she runs this estab-
lishmcnt with me thrown in She is
ont yonder in the she'd room. She is as
autocratic a. ever
Then I aln afraid 10 stay here while
you are gone Sesl' She held up the
second finger Of her right hand II was
capped with a golden thiInhlt Il told
mother / was going 70 overhaul your On
tire wardrobe THIS morning Please 20.
Strong Don'tuiud ny nonsense about
Aunt Whey
And you will stay until | come
back"
II will be here when YOU come acll
if Vncy has not dc,oured mc iu tE,
meantime
He was out Of the room ~ this time.
and very littlc while later she could
hear the soft jhud Of his horse feet q.
the dirt road carrying him away at d.
gathering pace.
He wa. going around by the wagon
road She got up and walked to the
door If only she could see that gaum
face once again She would like to civ,
its owner that comforting assrranc,
about his returning without fear to hi.
home
She pierced the gloomy environmcnt
with anxious eyes Conccalmcnt was 81
easy among the thick underground Of
the cliffs, the scrried cane. or the BRAN
bly, banks OF Black Moccasin pond She
ventured as far as the stile, mounted e
Its highest crumbling step, sent futile
glanceS in every direction aud retracod
her steps to the cabin with sudden rcso
luton
a newspaper, "A sweeping motion Of
an eager hand, and she was ready for
her mission, leaving the table behind
her as bare of edibles as Mother Hub
bard famous cupboard
81 suppose Strong would call this
giving aid and comfort to the enemy.
she said, laughing Historically as she
frightened the paper about its bullying
contents, "but just don t care. / could
never sleep again with those wolfsh
eyes haunting me. "
Once more on the top Of the stile she
poised herself lightly, scanned the som.
Der vicinage with fruitless earno sness.
and then sent clear, kindly call afioal
on the air:
ABE! French Abe! Abram II you
hear my voice, come to mel
But no one came TO her. The frngs
held their hoarse notes in brief abcy.
ance 20 that bell-like sound. The shrin
Of the cicadas in the syca
more trees We're suddenly hushed But
no human voice answered her call. She
would make one more effort:
ABE! Mr.. Randal's Abel / have
food for youl No Que shall harm you
T.
She paused, leaning eagerly forward
over the stile Something had stirred a
mass Of brilliant leaves and blackcned
moss just at the foot Of the cliff Two
glittering beads came cautiously into
view. The fugitive rose from his lair
and Strengthened himself up timidly
His wolfish eyes dilated at sight Of the
parcel Liza held toward him with both
hands.
at is food for you, Abram. Come,
take it, Don't be afraid. "
"Vittles for met Gord-a-mity!"
With furtive side glances and the