The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-09-09

word that I will not modest you. Re
fuse, and I'll grind you down in the
dirt, where you belong"
bluff! all bluff" exclaimed Jack
son, with derisive laugh. There was
time when was afraid of you, but not
now, not now. You've been SO very kind
as to tell what you'll do; now let me
have my say. You'll give me your
daughter, or will denounce you. You
know can do it. hold absolute proofs
which will astonish the world, you bet.
Don't answer just yet. Think over
what I am saying. know well I must
fall when you do. My showing you up
necessarily includes that. But you
are such a senseless old fool in re-
fusing me your daughter that it would
be pleasure to show you up. Besides.
I do love Florence, and if I can't have
her don't care what happens to me-"
There must have been something in
Mr. Morley after this speech which dis
turbed Jackson, for he gave vent to a
nervous laugh and backed away, SO that
I could not see him.
'Now. don't act like fool, old man,
and do anything"
Before jackson could finish pistol
shot rang out.
This was Immediately followed by
two other reports. Mr.. Morley had EVIL
IDENTIFY missed the first time, and his
second shot sounded simultaneously
with Jackson's return fire.
Then Mr.. Morley staggered before the
passageway. His arms were appraised,
and the hands worked convulsively.
He made great effort to speak, but
no sound came from his lips, except
deep groan as he fell forward full
length. And there he lay, motionless,
his face resting on the hard floor.
In moment Jackson was bending
of dread in his face as he arose from
beside the PROSTATE body told a tale of
murder.
With nervous haste he picked up the
papers which had fallen from his hand,
and, throwing hasty glance around,
seized the lantern and entered the pas
sageway, intent on instant fight.
Too Mortified to think what course to
pursue. I backed away from the door
and took position near the stairs.
Jackson entered the cook-house eel
lar. and, placing the lantern upon the
floor, closed the door. Then he turned
and peered about. The start he gave
and the alarm on his face told me I
was discovered. He had his pistol still
in his hand, and started to raise his arm.
mo. no." I cried; keep that hand
down." He saw had him covered with
my revolver, and he obeyed my COM
mand for the moment. But knew that
he was desperate man and would not
hesitate to throw his life away in the
endeavor to escape. Therefore hastily
followed up the advantage.
You'll throw that pistol to me-"
continued. INSTANTLY, you damned
you murderer, or, as sure as
Heaven
But my words were interrupted. He
had backed up against the door, his
eyes staring fixedly at me. There was
a movement of his arm, and was about
to pull the trigger to forestall his pur-
pose of firing at me, when a report
sounded out from behind him, as he
leaned against the wall and door, and
came down all in heap, rolled over on
his back. and lay there, dcad-dead. and
by his own murderous device for guard
ing his hiding place.
Hurried footsteps were crossing the
room above. and hastily took up a new
position of defense.
"Stop!" I yelled. as the feet began to
descend. "The stairs are covered by my
pistol"
There was pause, and hurried con-
sultation upon the landing.
''Is that you down there. Mr.. Con-
way?" inquired a voice which I recog
nized.
Eyes. it is; and, as I do not know
whether you are an enemy or friend,
Mr.. Sonntag, I guess won't run any
risk. You'd better stay up. You have
me in your power, penned up here in
this hole; but if I've got to die some
one else goes with me-"
Again there was hurried converse
ton in low tones between Sonntag and
some other party, who I surmised was
Skinner.
perhaps you will not object to my
approach, Nelson" voice called out
as second pair of legs came down.
eve are all friends, true friends" it
continued
There was something so familiar in
the sound of the voice that hesitated
in again uttering remonstrance.
eve are all friends" the man said