The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1901-03-23
Take the fellow away"

been-how happy they both had been
sweet scent Of the clover; the melody
Of the thrush's song in the hedge, and
until that winter she had visited in
the great city, and became intoxicated
with its glare and it's gayeties.
Then she had wearied Of him, and
he, crushed, he%art-broken, desperate
had cursed her and drifted away
drifted on the wild pillows of reckless
ness that had tossed him this way
and that, until He looked at his
rags and his filth and his degradation
God! Was this the end?
He struggled to his feet and stag
gered out of the alley into the sub,
dued yellow glare of the street. A pa
trolman passed and the Tramp in
stinctively crouched in a darkened
doorway and watched the ~retreating
figure.
Suddenly a thought flashed through
his still half-clouded brain, and he
fastened after the officer, but
checked himself. Who would believe
him? Who would heed any warning
that he might give? He would be
locked up as a dangerous tramp, and
that would be the end of the matter.
And after all, had not she caused
the ruin of his life, and had not her
own folly nov placed her life in jeop-
ardy? What call. then, for him to at.
tempt to interfere with the inevitable
laws of life and death?
But-ah, the memories CT those old
days!
Weak and trembling the Tramp
dragged himself up the flight of stairs
in the rear of Number 16, Carleton
Flats. Oh, God, was he too late? Sup
pose-but no; the door was still un-
locked.
He. entered the narrow hall, and 70,
a moment flattened himself against
the wall. Then he crept oa-on to the
last door on the left, an listened. He
could hear the heavy, regular breath.
ing of a healthy sleeper.
He placed his knuckles against ths
panel Of the door, thinking to knock
and warn her Of her danger, but he
refrained. He would fight for her, he
thought; out there in the darkness,
alone and unarmed, he would battle
for her life with a desperate man with
a deadly weapon, and she need never
know who her defender was.
And so, with his back pressed
against the wall and one arm extend
ed protectingly across the door like an
iron bar, he waited-for hours. II
seemed to him.
Finally, to his straining ears, there
came the sound Of footsteps ascending
the stairs, and presently the silhouette
Of a short, thick set nan appeared in
bold relief in the open door. The
Tramp, still holding his arm across the
door, calmly awaited the mans ap-
proach, and when he had come SO near
he could feel upon his face the mois-
ture of his breath he clutched him
suddenly by the throat, and down uron
the floor they fell together.
There they struggled and strainei
and cursed until, of a sudden, the dark
ness was pierced by a red tongue OF
flame and the silent hall reverberated
with a sharp report.
Then the Tramp, clutching a Jagged,
r%eddening hole in his breast with his
nervous fingers fell upon the threshold
he had protected with his life, while a
shadowy form sped silently through
the darkness and wa gone.
Presently came two blue coated Off.
GERS and lifting the p~ulseless form Of
the Tramp carried 1t into the room
And Belle Sibley, hurriedly robed in a
mantle Of pale blue satin. trimmed
with silk, cast one quick glance at the
drawn features stamped with dissipa.
ton and frowned.
IA drunken brawl, no doubt" she
said, irritably. Glow annoying. to
have It occur here. Take the fellow
away"
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