Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1902-09-11

"And, say, Tinsley, do you ever
be worried, Nettie girl. Well get to
DR.. Williams before they ever dream
of looking for us and then"
He bent over and kissed her cold,
white cheek.
Just at this moment, around a sharp
bend in the road, appeared a vision
calculated to make even a stout heart
quail, and Will Dexter's face grew
white as that of the girl beside him.
Swiftly approaching was the Judge
himself. The broad Panama hat, and
the fringe of gray whiskers behind the
bobbing ears of the famous Criterion
mare were unmistakable.
Where are you going?" demanded
the judge, blocking the road sQuarely
by refining his buggy diagonally across
it. And who the devil may this be
with your"
Young Dexter placed his arm about
the shrinking girl.
please be careful of your language,
sir" he said, eying his father steadily.
''This is the girl 1 am to marry. We
are on the way now
The face of the Judge turned from
crimson to an apoplectic purple.
'The devil you are!" he sputtered
furiously. Turn that horse around
and go home!"
81 will not. Get out of the road"
The Judge came near dying. Was
this his son who was speaking to him !?
did you hear me?" he demanded
with look his son had never before
seen. Turn that horse around or
With spasm of pain, yet with rigid
Spartan determination the judge drew
from his pocket cleaning revolver.
Turn that horse back"
Will Dexter leaped from the buggy,
his eyes ablaze, his hands closing and
opening in fury.
There was the sound of galloping
hoofs, the snort and foam of fren-
zied horse and Tinsley, alert, straight,
savage and determined, leaped to the
ground before his horse stopped run
ming and alighted in the center Of dis
turbance, pistol in hand.
Turn about" he commanded, in
dicating the way with his vicious-ap-
pearing weapon. And move fast"
The judges presence was complete
ly ignored.
The judge almost exploded with
amazement and wrath.
"Who are you speaking to?" he dc.
manded. did 1 understand you to
order my son, my son, to go back?"
81 did," responded the now infuri-
ated Tinsley, eff that low-hved cur is
a son of yours"
The judge dashed his mare to one
side.
Drive on there. WILL" he exclaimed
furiously. my son takes orders from
no one but me. When you are married
come home. Col"
Young Dexter leaped into the buggy
| and sl-shed the colt with his whip.
The animal leaped forward, threw one
of its widespread fore feet through a
wheel of the judges buggy and fell
writing and struggling with a broken
leg.
Instantly Tinsley was himself once
more. ignoring the cleaning weapon
of the judge pointed at him, with its
OWACl . Savage gaze Lu6
polished barrel, he raised his own
weapon.
There was fiat, crashing report, a
scream from the girl, and the pain
maddened horse fell Imply with a
heavy bullet through its tossing head.
"Goddlemightyi" exclaimed the
judge, dropping his pistol into the
road. "Mr. Tinsley, you're a mana
man damn you! Do you understand?
Another half second and I'd have
plugged you, and you knew it. should
have done it myself"
Here, you, Will, take this rig and
go on! Don't stand about like fool
with your mouth open!"
when see a man guess I know
it. Clear out"
The crunch Of wheels and the rapid
thud of hoofs died away and the judge
blew his nose with explosive violsace
Mr.. Tinsley." he said, 81 ask y4ur
parden- I was wrong. Shall we 3e,