The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-01

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gate painting breaths their low-hung heads
their hanging tongues the CLEAN their white fangs
fiery sent strange terror to the
lockers
PAGES behind the dogs came the deputy sheriff
and his posse followed at little distance
cesson of buggies wagons. back
bicycles Behind these struggled hot, dusty
excited boys from and country.
with Mrs Ballantyne:
81 wish goodness Steve was here!" he said "The
towns full of oughs and if get tonight
they'll be mob, sure!" He mopped brow.
look at them devilsh dogs! They're his scent all
right amt never changed that rot since left Philip
sons" 1as4s
Jasper Pulling took his father into his buggy. The
two hired barnyard on horse back
in time to join the procession the young people
over to neighbours. When Mrs Ballantyne alone
with Aunt Charlotte intention of go
ing to Biuftown and begged for a horse and buggy:
finally her hostess said:
Well guess the road is safe tonight it will
ever be in this world. only wish you'd let go
you Well have to hitch old Joe ourselves. guess"
With little Stephen lying asleep lap
lantyne drove alone to Blufftown. Arriving at the
sheris residence she had difficulty in entering
: the place clearly in state siege. In the hall
which separated the dwelling from the Jail came
upon man with gun, and surprised to recognize
Barnett Crane handsome reckless young scamp
reputation built lawlessness. He understood
her surprise at seeing him there explained huby:
Truman trouble getting help. Seems like most
of the boys thing from the outside
But should have thought" Mrs. Ballantyne began
Eyes, guess most anybody would think I'd be more
likely to help guard prisoners-unless it
was your husband; he always thinks the best Of
low, and guess he'd trust me-"
"And T." she answered simply
I wish you weren't here, Mrs. Ballantyne, that
Steve that anybody hurt YOU but you may
see sight you will never forget
"But there be no such sight! My husbands
honor stake We must hold the Jail until he comes
at midnight! They have the first man here safe?'
Yes and are trying to get him to confess before
they get here with the other"
"Ihey haven't caught him
Yes, asleep in cabin Noseworthys farm. The
door wasn't fastened and the dogs went straight to the
he 1avt Tr,1noa toloD
Tell Mr. Wallace that he must hold the Jail until Mr..
Ballantyne comes"
she had put him to bed she moment at the
front window of the parlor which second
story.
The summer night brooded as peacefully here as in
the country The streets deserted shadowy
Of the street which dips between to the river
Men were sitting about the doors of the opposite
that sociable quiet which always the
groups to be found there Of evenings
But presently she became conscious of
STIR outside From the river the side groups
OF men appeared and joined others must have been
waiting under the trees in the house yard. In
few moments the street filled with them
She sprung the shades to the top of the windows
turned on all the lights and drawing table to the
center OF the room sat down beside it sound
OF wheels told her that the deputy bringing
the second murderer. She know that he really
came thru the back streets alleys the citizens
and farmers who had followed the man-hunt came d.
rectly down Main street to distract attention But she
heara the angry murmurs of dsappoin tn1ent
CROWD IN front and realized that they
awful deed. ,S.-og -
The sheriffs wife delicate sensitive girl as she
bent over her work the hot blood face
her blue eyes brimmed with of shame "ywhat
might not these think her?" She held her
self in her chair by sheer will force
The voice of someone speaking the court house
steps foated into the room She could hear that both
prisoners now in JAIL they were on the
point of making confession the county auditor
who was with them had ask that the crowd
make no demonstration which might defeat that end
An hour passed quietly. Then began
clamor for "Deacons." This gentleman. who was the
auditor steps and appealed to the cn,wd to
respect the law but dvinng that there had been no
confession. they yelled him down. made his way to
the hotel and dropped into chair spent trembling
When he the lighted paror the sherifs wife sit-
ting calmly at sewing sprang up with new cour-
age
"Look at that woman!" he cried "shes never doing
that for fun! She's heard from and is trying to
hold them back Boys we've got to get out and help
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