The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-08-19

the fellow. When I had moved some
distance from the team (for did not
propose to endanger Sarah's life in
case he took it into his head to fire at
me again). placing my hand on my re-
volver as it rested in my pocket. I
called to him:
Hello, there! I say, you, Skinner!"
The fellow dropped the truck handles
and turned quickly. Then he fled swift
ly along the platform toward the door
of the station house, through which he
bolted.
But I was not watching him. His
fight and the manner of it was per-
ceived simply because his form was in
the line of vision.
1t was upon the bow-window in the
telegraph Office that my gaze was fixed.
For, at my hail, face had appeared at
that window, and then was quickly
withdrawn.
Did my sight deceive me, or was it
really the face of Horace Jackson?
Following natural impulse, I
\ sprang upon the platform and went to
the door. 1t was locked. Then tried
the door leading into the ladies' wait
ing-room, but that was also locked.
I walked around the place few times
and peered into each window, but no
one was to be seen.
It was no surprise that the fellow
Skinner should wish to avoid me, but
if the other face had seen belonged to
Jackson, why should he desire to hide
from me?
Probably Jackson, having heard that
| was residing at Jacksonville, and know
ing that I must therefore have met
Florence Morley and have been in
formed by her of his contemplate man.
ner of trying to win her, thought it
best not to meet me.
If he wished to avoid me he was at
liberty to do so. twas trivial circum
stance, at any rate, and so left the
platform and climbed back upon the
wagon.
"Vhat for he run SOP" inquired Sarah,
as she drove on.
ooh, I have little account to settle
with him, and he is afraid of me, ]
suppose" replied.
der vas anoder man too-in de vim
der" she continued.
"You saw him, then. Yes, I thought
there was. But I couldn't find either
of them, and the doors were all locked"
Sarah was much puzzled at the oc-
currence, and made numerous remarks
and asked many questions in the en-
deavor to obtain more light; but did
not crafty her curiosity and answered
ony in monosyllables.
My mind was in even greater whirl
of perplexity than my old nurses.
Why had Skinner tried to shoot me,
and why, after thus showing some pow
erful animosity toward me, should he
now appear such craven that he fed,
evidently in great fear, from my pres
ence? What was the fellows real intent
and purpose in engaging himself to
Florence as detective? Was he really
detective?
Jackson had recommended him to
Florence. What bond existed between
Jackson and Skinner? And, moreover,
who was Sonntag? These three men
seemed somehow strangely connected
with my life, but how and to what end?
Sarah, do you know anything about
Mr.. Sonntag?" I finally asked.
Zach, yes. He is your lawyer, amt
hep"
eyes, yes. But do you know anything
about him? He has not been in Twine-
burgh very long, has hep"
"No. Aloud six months. He is
very nice man, and goot Won, too,"
Sarah replied, convincingly.
THAT seems to be the general opin-
ion regarding him. Do you know any.
thing about the station agent?"
81 ton't know nodding aloud him."
''He came here about the same time
that Sonntag did, believe"
eyes, 1 guess So"
Sarah" began, again, after
pause, "can your husband be relied up
on to face danger?"
"Danger?"
Eyes. Don't be alarmed; I don't
know of any; but supposing some sud-
den danger arose before him, would he
have the courage to meet it?"
eyes, if vas with him." was Sarah's
reply.
when you are with him?"
eyes. toni know, if he vas alone,
bud he fight de devil if 1 am py him"
could not restrain a burst of laugh
ter at the idea of the great powerful
farmer being courageous only in his
wife's presence. Sarah joined heart
lily in my merriment, and remarked
that her husband could be relied upon
| tn 10 inst what she desired