Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1903-04-09

tereSt In his case. .1.=5=~e
"Who are you?" he asked, bluntly.
"As said before, am man sim
ply who is ready and able, I think,
to do you good turn. What my
name is don't matter just now. You
know that there is quite a pile Of
circumstantial evidence against
your"
eyes, so it seems"
''With foundation to build on,
they may erect a pyramid that will
crush you"
You think sop for there was an
earnestness about the stranger that
did not fail to make an impression
on the school-teacher. -,
Nov, justice seldom miscarries to
the. extent of hanging an innocent
man, but you may have a good deal
of trouble before you clear yourself
of the CHARGE ...
Barnett's face became grave. He
was beginning to realize that what
the stranger told him must be true,
and that his position was fraught
with peril. i
There; I didn't come here to de-
press you, but, rather, to cheer YOU
up, my boy-to point out that you
must not treat the matter carelessly.
| wanted, too, to make your ac-
quaintance."
Was the man mad? Barnett won
dered, but he dismissed the idea
as absurd, for the stranger spoke
sensibly enough, and his eyes were
clear and bright. Well, he was not
so burdened with friends that he
could afford to refuse the friendly
offices of even a stranger. Perhaps
the man was type of those eccen-
tries that spring up often when a
crime is committed, and lend SYM
pathy and funds to the cause they
have espoused.
The fellow might do some good,
since he spoke SO confidently; at
least, he could do no harm. Let
this eccentric person have his will,
if it amused him.
"You don't seem to be much of
prisoner, with nothing but those
wooden bars between you and lib
| erty," remarked the stranger. "a
good wrench, and out they would
Gomez
GAS far as I am concerned, they
shall remain as they are,' said Bar
nett. 81 have many privileges here
that I should lose if I tried to es-
cape, SO I shall just let matters run
along as they are, confident that, as
| am innocent, [ need have no fear.'
s'And what of her?.,'
The young man cast an inquisi-
torial look at him.
"What do you mean?"
81 mean Grace-Miss Ellison, I
should say. She knows, of course,
what has taken place"
"You know her, them" feeling
fresh interest in the unknown.
"No, I don't know her, but it is
possible that / may see her, il there
is any message that can carry to
her coming from YOU" -.>
Man, if you do that, I am your
friend for life!" exclaimed the young
school-teacher. "Just wait and I will
lot down a few words,'' and he turned
| hastily away from the window.
''Make haste!" called the other, in
/ a loud whisper.
Barnett, filled with a desire to set
down the thoughts that had been up.
permost in his mind since the trag-
,edy, had no trouble in making a
start on his letter. TO be quick and
concise was another thing. Though
his pen dashed over the paper, a
warning "Hist!" was a notice to draw
the epistle to close. He folded it,
and, without stopping to set down
the address, went back to the win
dow and passed it to- the stranger by
tying it to the end of poker which
happened to be standing BY the fire.
place.
"You will be sure and deliver it?''
he said, earnestly, wondering if he
was doing right in trusting the note
to man he had seen for the first
time in his life. e.. ...~z-
"Deliver it? To be sure I will, un~
less I should happen to have an acct
dent that would lay me up. Hush!
Go back! There is some one COM
| lily. uc "ulSHC1Cu, "0A AhAASAJ3 oAASA
then suddenly dropped out of the
tree and disappeared among some
bushes on the other side of the
garden. ..a.
ga queer character, that" NUT
tered Barnett, as he watched the
small man disappear, and noted that
he was very agile for a man of his
years. "Well, he managed to cheer
me up, and relished his visit. How
did he manage to get into that tree
in broad daylight without being
seen, wonder? Evidently it is not
the first time that he has had occa-
sion to make a surreptitious call. 1
should. not be sorry to see the old
fellow again" a..
Ehe subject of these remarks had
wriggled his way through the dense
ly growing bushes, just as the village
constable came around from the
front of the house with party of
:; friends. Job Hendricks, for such was
the name the stranger had given to