The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1904-05-13

There are women who play with fire.
Nina was one of them.
Her horse was fiery mustang that
never felt whip or spur. Its nature
was to run like the wild things OF the
plain, and Nina was allowed to ride it
because IL couiu llry her swiftly out
uf danger. Now she hurried and
sprang to the saddle before her old
lover could reach her. She did not
want to have the 80 good Sonor
Americana" find them together. She
was beginning, too, to feel afraid, not
Of Apache Jim, but Of herself.
Teresa watching them saw the two
talking earnestly together as they rode
rapidly down the darkening sides o.
the great valley. Once her young mis-
tress turned back, but the man caught
the bride Of her mustang, and the two
disappeared, swallowed up in the
darkness.
Philip Delmar made no search for
his lost wife, feeling absolutely certain
that she had gone of her own free will.
But he marked the time when Apache
Jim would throw her aside, and there
would be none to care for her. Never
could he see her again, but through
others he would save her from the
final wreckage which was sure to
come. And one day he heard a strange
story. Apache Jim was in Yuma-had
been there for long time, but Ninlta
was not with him-had never been
there. Then Pilip Delmar went to
meet his enemy and have a reckon
ing.
They faced each other at a table in
the public plaza and neither fiinched.
Apache Jim was wearing in his shirt
front the nugget buttons that belonged
to Nina. Philip sprang upon him like
tiger and caught him by the throat
"Where Is she? Where did you get
those buttons?" he asked deliberately.
"she-Ninita-give them-me," he
gasped forth.
Wretch! You lie!" Philip loosened
one hand from the half-breed's throat
that he might strike him in the face
again and again. Where Is she7
Speak before kill you houndw
There was the glitter of a deadly
knife, which Philip flung from his en-
emys hand as If II had been q child's
toy. Men gathered about the two, but
made no interference; they know bet
ter than to interfere in such quarrels
In that country. A revolver shot
struck Philip in the arm He drew
his own and a fusillHde left them
alone. Apache Jim sank to the floor.
I'm done for. curse your he gasp
ed. but l have the sweet revenge.
You feel mooch bad-when Nina go
with me-she not with me-nevair.
She lofe the Senior Americana all tho
| time"
Philip bent over the carrion, fearing
| he would lose a word.
where is she? What have you
done with her?"
"She go not with me-Ninita-no.
She say, Keel me before leave my
Felipe'-so I keel her so you have no
wife-my Ninita-she bury-there-by
| the-old-Pima claim-she-"
Thank God" cried Philip, spurning
with his foot the now llfeless form,
Nina was true, she loved met
makes it easier to bear that she is
dead, and not false" He knew that
the desperate spoke the truth, and his
next move was to prove it.
Yes, for once Apache Jim had told
the truth. Those who live in the coun-
try about William Canyon are familiar
with the entombment of Nina in the
magnificent granite mausoleum, near
the spot where the poor girls remains
were found, where she had perished
! for fidelity to her Senior Amricano.-
! Chicago ReCord-Herald.