Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-12-15


 accept that Peer W:ts ask 1f.s l5e
 ;sion to present to=her a @5in4ds
 om she thought Wo'.l4 A35 haYr
 n permitted tn e:.te,. Ler p"aaen ?,
 ere was about her d white lisH.e ef
 ger that seemed to lick up the re'
 od in her veins as she turned to an
 CT:
 She is undcniably handsome. Peter.
 1o not care to meet your ms-
 ,ss''
 r. bowed low to her as Lieutenant
 .:t of Fort Washable, who WAS one
 t.'a Wetmore pa1.t,'. came to elalHi
 tvs laa.l f4.' the next dance. Ju.
 .h ana Hen serSon ye9a lending the
 st figure 1beif hanl' ciAspeh high i2
 arch. i3roua1 N'ich the daaces
 3gpel in couains Aaain aMd a%,si
 trie1 to catch 1Wl:th.s eye but laez anonsse@er onee met his. Ue' great
 isle e..p- bad Il fa'a'vav look. as fl
 ey s,l.. some trasses :. the sh&sloW c hich would never fa.l from Ter Sit. as iu4t"e; tl,e tragic muse !1l he oating u.hi drane2y. the tragic 'n.1 Q hose grief i, toe dee; for tears lie atcllcd her as she swept toward hita
 the figure of tie dance, the head .rDwn back, slightly foresllocteled. e mouth smiling with the smile 1lla aows all things. the eyes holy wells rstru.!l. It was like her to contr.ve sra Brothers escape and then to daiict ,itla the very men who had knotteJ les ie>o$e for his hanging. Hcndel 'n sas boWin. to her. the dance Na=@ yer, anG the next moment sine Was lone
 5..Is it yo:., Peter:" Sue thrust a trand of hair back from her temple. Ter eyes rested on him for a mo:nelt. hen wandered till in their absent look vas the rapJ expression of the slvei walker. Iite dark trimmed eyes h,#;, n their depths tbe quiet of g c0nH&-tE , ion, and Peter. seeing these th.sas md knowing the @;tiIlut of all hc! nooei4, saw tli.lt ne had been Hl.st;t z"n n the f,s"e eff her EsotLer's eneiG 1=z. There was no tiij5.4l3h in her face, he Nh!te, consuming despair.
 's"I4iI you ask t.,c to dan"e: A@.tz5 ,he put back tie strand of hair eI'ot give n4e for being so stupid. but I've kept posto:lice today and Ii q a long tide, ;lnt9al danceG W.t.I Henderson. lie drew Ter ;zl Ss.itiia his aud ice. .fe wuY ct.t ;I .-... .-N c%2WtI C. lancers to tle st;s' :, ''it S. lid not spe;!,, ;Esa :, Go. e. :he zee to notice tha. .ey z4}l is"s @ ro3t with the d:tlls 'ss,s.,::e.za' - f;1t Eowar. li:o :, es. ,,...... ", 1rama c! l.@,' .e.s i}@ssi.4 .,. been ea. -,..'s.' s.... -: :.o...ett..s... there v=:...s ...= :...'.. V t t=.:.e.! ward t.e !..:S f,;.:' t.. s'"t
 Tell :..c, .,4,.it.. s.ilat li-,.l happen pd?"
 For an1,e:: :.,-.e p2inted toward the valley "TAcy did it last night ,;f the lead cottonWoods. Henderson led them coul; not stay with Aida, 1 had t. lome Eere to eauce that no one might (uspect.'
 Her voice was steady but low anl thrlln" In it's deep resonance was fhe echo of all hun,ln sorrow Ther,. lVas no hint of accusation, yet Peter felt accused He felt. now when |Vas too late, that his position had been lne of almost pusil!:lni,nou. negligence From the beginning he had taken I Rrm stand against yioien: meas,tre= He had talked, argued. reasoned, il! Teighed against violence No later han week ago he had ridden across he desert to tell Henderson that the Wetmore outfit would take no part in Piolence of any sort and that the cattle outfit that did resort to extreme meas pres would miss the support of the W-square in any future range busi- pess. But it had not been enough. He Phould have made plain his position in fegard ts Judith. With her as his fu- fure wife the tragedy of the valley would not have been possible. From the ranch house came the swell pf the fiddles. the rhythmic shuttle of eet. the song of the dancers. dulled by distance. Beside him was Judith, a white spirit. the woman in her dead of Frief. And yet through an the grim orror of the tragedy she remembered hApart that had been allotted to her. hrew all the weight of her personality ID the side of the game she was play hg.
 You must be on our side Peter, and enen there Is talk of .nms absence ou must simply imply that he is east somewhere. You will know how t. neet such inquiries better than we wo aen. Henderson will be only too glad
 ou should have seen the wretch when
 neio out my hand to him and tols. 'ni to dance with me- He came, white
 Au snambling. We have nothing to eae from Henderson. Aida has no money to go away with. She and I must stay here and make a beginning o1 tne children. and, Peter, we want you to help us."
 He had no voice to answer her brave "oros TOT minute, and then his sen tences came uncertain and halting.
 lou must think me a poor sort oI