Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-07-11


keep out OF no mans way" he re-
ted hoarsely. II heard you, Mr..
bbs. but I've got too much to do,
lie you loaf and gas and drink over
ndis' bar I've got other business
keepin' out Of Hart Bowlder's
IL. I'm loOkin' for John HAIRLESS.
was the best man we had in this
hery hole, and he was too good for
and so we've maybe let him get
led, and maybe I'm to blame. But
b goin' 10 find him. and II he's hurt
b gOin' to have hand on the rope
at lifts the men that did it If have
go to Rouen to put it there. After
at I'll answer for my fault, not be-
re"
HE threw himself on his horse and
BIS gone. Soon the room emptied, as
p patrons OF the bar returned TO the
arch, and only Mr.. Wilkerson and
e landlord remained, the bar being
g professional Office, so to speak, of
bth.
At II o'clock Judge Briscoe dropped
|earily from his horse at his own gate
nd said to a wan girl who came run
ing down the walk to meet him:
There is nothing yet. l sent the tel
gram to your mOther-to Mrs. Sher-
rood"
Helen turned away without answer
be-. Her face was very white and
)oked pinched about the mouth. She
rent back to where old Fisbee sat on
be porch. his white head held between
4 is two hands. He was rocking him
Elf to and fro. She touched him gen
", but he did not look up. She spoke
b him Father" she said.
He did not seem to hear her.
There isn't any ling yet. He sent
he telegram. l al stay with you
! bow. no matter what you say" She
at beside him and put her head down
his shoulder, and, though for a mo-
bent he appeared not to notice it, when
Minnie came out on the porch, hearing
ler father at the door, the old man
lad put his arm about the girl and was
Ftroking her fair hair softly.
Briscoe glanced at them and raised
/ warning finger to his daughter, and
lhey went tiptoeing into the house,
where the judge dropped heavily upon
Il sofa. Minnie stood before him with
IL look of pale inquiry, and he shook
lis head.
'No use to tell him, but l can't see
NV hope" he answered her, biting
5ervously at the end of a cigar. 81 ex-
Beet you better bring me some coffee
In here. l couldn't take another step
No save me. I'm too old to tear around
DIE country horseback before break
|fhst. like | have today"
did you send her telegram" Min
|nie asked as he drank the coffee she
Brought him. She had interpreted
|Y'coffee" literally and, with the assist
ance of Mildly Upton, whose subdued
nose was frankly red and who shed
tears on the raspberries, had prepared
an appetizmg table at his elbow.
Yes" responded the judge, land I'm
glad she sent 1t. / talked the other
way NcSIeIuds, W nat lllllt SoIu-ll
isn't any of our business-but don't
think any too much of those people
somehow. She thinks she belongs with
Fisbee, and 1 guess she's right. That
young fellow must have got along
with her pretty well, and I'm afraid
when she gives up she'll be pretty bat
over it; but l guess we all will. It's
terribly sudden, somehow, though it:
only what everybody half expected
would come, only we thought it would
come from over yonder." He nodded
toward the west. But she's got to sta!
here with us. Boarding at Tibbs' witt
that old man won't do, and she's NJ
girl to live in two rooms. You fix
up with her-you make her stay"
"She must" answered his daughte
as she knelt beside him and patted hi
coat and haDded him several thing
TO eat at the same time. MIR. Fisbe
will help me persuade her, now tina