Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1905-09-15
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| Carriage |
BY MIRIAM NICHOLSON 4
Copyright, 1904, by The Bobbs-Merri Coz
SYEOPSIS
IN THE BISHOPS CARRIAGE,

01 NOES1o.
IN THE BISHOPS CARRIAGE
CHAPTER NANCY Olden Brooklyn
~. ~ confidence woman, in escaping with
atch which her pal" Tom Dorgan, had
Aited." jumps into bishops carriage
RAd 10 taken to fashionable residence
hsm which she finally talks leave.
CHAPTEE S-Nance tets of Dorgan's at
> sempt to rob Latimer's house, with her as
estance Dorgan is captured. Nance es-
eapes after refusal to murder Latimer at
Dorgan's request
CHAPTER AIN. escape from depart
esnt store with piece of valuable lace.
Nance is caught robbing apartments Of
prominent theatrical manager, who spar
ng her from arrest, offers position in
ehorus.
CHAPTER 5.-Nance begins stage ca
feer. Description of Lady Gray and Jewels
Nance longs for her diamonds. Steals one;
openting returns it to Obermuller, the
manager
CHAPTER Goes to Sing Sing to see
her former lover, Tom Dorgan Being in
boiltary confinement, he is unable to be
Deen. Nance scores decided success on
CHAPTER 7-Great theatrical trust, see
ing possibilities in Nance, tries in vain to
secure services. She sticks to Obermulle.
Who befriended her Makes hit in lead
- -"-| Of nnmnanv
And this is what I'd have seen if
they'd let me in-this bug, gruff, MUIR
!; dering BEAST
, Oh, yes-yes-beast is what he is,
and it didn't make him look II less
that he believed me and-and began
to think OF me in a different way.
Il thought you wouldn't go back on
Teller, Nance. That's why | come
straight to you. 1t was my game to
have you hide me for a day or two.
till you could make a strike some
where and we'd light out together.
How're ye fixed? Pretty smart, Ell?
you look it, my girl, you look-My
eye. Nance, you look good enough to
est and I'm hungry for you!"
d. Maggie. if I'd had to die for it I
wouldn't have moved then. You'd
think man would know when the
woman he's holding in his arms is
tainting-sick at the touch Of him. A
woman would. 1t wasn't my Tom that
I'd known. that I'd worked with and
played with and 1t was a great
brute, whose mouth--who had no
eyes, no ears, no senses but
Ah!
He laughed when broke away
from him at last He laughed And
4 knew then I'd have to tell him
straight in words
"Tom," gasped, you can have all
I've got; and it's plenty to get you
out of the way But-but you can't
haye-me-any more. Thats-donel"
Oh, the beast in his face! 1t must
have looked like that when the guard
got his last glimpse of it. a
You're kiddin' me?" he growled.
J shook my head.
Then he ripped it out. Said the
worst he could and ended with a
cursel The blood boiled in me. The
'old Nance never stood that; she used
to sheer at other women who did.
Get out of here!" | cried. Co
go, Tom Dorgan. I'll send every cent
I've got to you to Mother Douty's
within two hours, but don't you
dare"
Don't you dare, you she-devil!
Just make up your mind to drop these
tnew-fangled airs, and mighty quick.
l tell you you'll come with me cause
j need you and want you. and
want you now. And I'll keep you
,when once | got you. again Well
hang together. Nc more O. this one
sided layout for me- where you get
all the soft and it's me for the hard.
You belong to me. Yes. you do. Just
think back a bit, Nance Olden, and
remember the kind of customer | am.
If you've forgot, just let me remind
you that what know would put you
behind bars, my lady, and it shall. I
swear, if I've got to go to the chair
for it"
Tom 1t was Tom talking that way
TO me. / couldn't bear it. i made a
Tush for the door.
He got there, too, and catching me
by the shoulder. he lifted his fist.
But it never fell, Mag. think I
could kill a man who struck me. But
stust as | shut my eyes and shivered
away from him. while | waited for the
'iblow, a knock came at the door and
Fred 0bermuller walked in.
"Eh? Oh! Excuse me. | didn't
know there was ANYBODY else. Nance,
> your face is CHASTITY. What's
up?" he said, sharply.
He looked from me to Tom-Tom,
standing off there ready to spring on
him. to dart past him. to fly out of the
window ready for anything; only
waiting to know what the thing was
ss.to Be.
MY senses came back to me then.
The sight of Obermuller, with those
:. keen, quick eyes behind his glasses,
bis strong. square chin, and the whole
poise of his head and body that makes
men wait to hear what he has to say;
the knowledge that that man was my
friend, mine-Nancy 0lden's-lifted
me out of the mud I'd sunk back in,
and put my feet again on a level with
his.
Tom" | said, slowly, "Mr. Ober-
muller is a friend of mine. No
listen! What we've been talking
about is settled. Don't bring it up
again. 1t doesn't interest him and II
can't change me; | swear to you. Il