The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-11-24
RED DAvIs--BAD MAN.
By Hays Blsckman. fCopyright, 1905, by Daily Story Pub
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 fcopyright, 1905, by Daily Story Pub.
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 '.Red Davis---bad man--notortous. hunted harried and finally captured, threw himself against the bars of the cell in the jail at Ramsey and snook them with all the strength of his strong young arms. Red Davis nao 3uxt been thrown into the cell and the fskht that he had put up before he finally succunibed to the great number of his captors had not left him. The aousfabulary. to the members of which beiouged the honor of having effected Reds capture. went away down the street nursing sundry bruises. Red was fiiled with hot anger to the marrow or his bones and cared not who knew It. So he shook the doors of his cell yicious1y, hoping that he would shake 4he.n down and so cause more trouble. And. indeed. he threatened to bring the s 5afl down around his ears for the 'coun- fy bastile" was old and rickety.
 Tn a luiI of Reds mighty attack upon the weak barrier between himself and freedom small voice spoke from the darkness of the corridor. "Oh. won't you please quiet" it implored. If you should get out don't hnow what II should do. And Is so afraid you will shake the door open. Please quit it" Somewhere back of the words there was a strangled sob. and Red paused half curiously.
 who's thereg" he growled.
 'Oniy me-" the small voice made an- swer. MT Hensley ain't at home, and I'm keeping jail"
 who's me?" Red demanded.
 "Just me-Capitola." From the sha- dows a slight figure advanced and stood trembling in the half light where Red could see. Such a delicate figure n -N .~..k between the bars. The girl had a sweet oval face. pointed chin and thin and sunken cheeks. A misty lot of dark brown hair framed the face and swung in two heavy plaits to the girls knees guiitless of ribbon or ornament And from the wistful palor of the face looked eyes that were long lashed. limpid and clear, like pools of brown light. The coarse blue calico frock that she wore was turned in at the neck, and the girls slender throat rose like milky column from the dull blue of the dress. The sleeves were rolled above her elbows and Red saw that her arms were beautiful and that there was deep dimple in either elbow. And Red Davis. bad man, felt sudden un- accountable desire to press his lips to the dimples He recollected his role of bad man in a second after the desire had presented itself. Well, whatr' he growled again. forcing his brow to a ferocious scowl.
 The girl came nearer. Please don't shake the door down." she said. "If you should get out, you know, Mir. Hen sely would say that I was to blame. And he would whip me for 1t. I'm tired of being whipped"
 Reds scowl grew more malignant. s'vho whips you?" he demanded.
 'Mr. Hensley," the girl answerd, as though 1t were a matter of course. He didn't while Mrs. Hensley was alive, but since she died he beats me all the time. And I'm getting too old to be whipped"
 "Are you lying to mel" said Red roughly. For answer the girl came quite close to the door of the cell. She slipped the neck of her blue cotton gown little lower and against the milky whiteness of her upper shoulder Red saw a long and unhealed bruise which merged into a gash at the end 1.-the brand of a whip wielded by a brutal hand. That is his mark" she said simply.
 Red caught his breath. Over him eurged a strange feeling He was dizzy and his brain whirled. Red had never experienced anything like it. He had had little dealings with women. Ht knew nothing of them. He could fght with the best of men. had been gam. bier and knifht of the road and had killed his man, but for all that he wa. scarcely more than a boy. and the pas sions of his manhood were as yet un'