The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-10-03
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The afternoon passed. and the dusk
of evening j:ihle. Those OF the towns.
people vino were still hanging about
the square Wcnt home 10 supper. Tn.
les II man could hike or borrow a horse
there Wa not much temptation TO start
Oh on. Il Wild goose chase. which, after
all mi@l.t cad only ut Barrow's Saw
mills
Fortunately for him, Dan Oakley had
gone 10 Chicago that morning. intend
ing 10 see Holloway aud resign. In
view of what had happened ii was i'm
possible for him to remain in Antioch.
nor could General Cornish expect him
to.
Milton MeClntoek was at supper
with his family Wien Mrs. Stapleton,
who lived next door, broke in upon
them without ceremony, crying ex-
citedly.
They've got him. and they're going
10 lynch him"
Then she rs suddenly disappeared.
McClintock from where he sat, holding
piece of bread within IN inch of his
lips and his mouth wide open to re.
ceive it, could see her through the
window, her gray hair disheyeled and
tossed about her face, running from
house to house. Il gaunt rumor in flap.
ping calico skirts.
He sprang to his feet when he saw
her vanish around the corner of Lou
Bentick's house across the way. "You
keep the children in. Mary" he said
sharply. Don't let them into the
street. And. snatching up his hat and
coat, he made for the door, but his
wife was there ahead of him and threw
her arms about his neck.
For Gods sake. Milt. stay with the
boys and me-. she calculated. You
don't know what may happen
Outside they heard the trampling of
many feet coming nearer and nearer.
They listened brealhlessly.
you don't know what may happenv'
she repeated.
Yes, do. and they mustn't do it!'
unclasping her hands. Jim will be
needing help" The sheriff was his
wife's brother. He's promised me
he'd hang the old man himself or no
one else should
There was silence now In the street,
The crowd had swept past the house.
But the towns full of strangers.
You can't do anything, and Jim can't!'
I'VE can try. Look out for the chill.
dren."
And he was gone
Mrs. McClintock turned to the boys,
who We're still at the table go up
stairs to your room and stay there until
l tell you to come down." she COM
manded peremptorlly. "There, don't
bother me with questions" For Joe,
the youngest boy, was already whim-
pering. The other two. with white,
scared faces. sat bolt upright in their
chairs. Some danger threatened. They
didn't know what this danger was,
and their very ignorance added to their
terror
do what | say She cried. At this
they left the table and marched toward
the stairs. Joe found courage to say:
"Ain't you coming too! Georges
dAl0ii nut HIS llOlutT ulu uOL near
him. She was al the window closing
the shutters. In the next yard she
saw old Mrs. STth Mrs. Stapleton's
mother, carrying her pottcd plants into
the house and scoldng in a shrill,
querulous voice.
McClintock. pulling on his coat as
he ran, hurried up the street past the
little white frame Methodist church.
The crowd had the start of him. and
the town seemed deserted except for
the women and children who were ey-
erywhere, at open doors and windows,
some palld and plying, some ugly
with the brutal excitement they had
caught from brothers or husbands.
AS he passed the Emorys' he heard
his name called. He glanced around
and saw the doctor standing on the
porch with Mrs. Emory and Constance.
will you go with ne. McClntockT'
the physician cried. At the same mo-
ment the boy drove his team to the
door. McClintock took the fence at a
bound and ran up the drive
There's no time to lose" he painted.
But" with sudden, sickening sense
of helplessness. Il don't know that we
can stop them"
"At least he will not be alone"
1t was Constance who spoke. She
was thinking Of Oakley as struggling
single handed to save his father from
the bowling. cursing rabble which had
rushed up the street ten minutes be-
fore.
mo, he won't be alone" said McClin-
took, not understanding whom 1t was
she meant. He climbed in beside the
doctor.
You haven't seen him." the latter
asked as he took the rens from the
boy.
"Seen who:'
Dan Oakley"
Hes Oh his way to Chicago. Went
this morning
"Thank God for that" And he pull
ed In his horses to call back to Con-
stance that Oakley had left Antioch.
A look of instant relief came into her