Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-12-01

poor old father, who is so i'll! Lei me
go-to the cliff-let me go, l say!'
Graden slipped his arm round her |
waist, and from his great height looked |
down at her with those honest blue eyes
of his that made every child his friend i
at once
81 am old enough to be your father,
dear" he said. You can trust me, can't
you? Yes yes, knew it. Now tell me
what have you to dor
He is waiting in the porch" she an
swered him. IF he doesn't see me throw
myself over the cliffs, he will kill father"
Gould he see us coming by the path
which brought you hereY'
"Oh, yes; above this glen it is open
moor right up to the cottage"
as there a way to the back OF the
house?'
Yes; but there is no time"
'That is foolish talk. Come, tell me.
about two hundred yards back on the
track you followed here there is little
spring amongst the rushes. There is a
path, a short cut which the boys from
the village sometimes take that leads
into the clump of frs by the garden
wall. The wall is quite low-and then
oh! then-you could get straight into
fathers room. 1t is on the ground floor;
the room on the left as you open the
back door. You could lock the door and
defy the other man."
Now listen to me, dear" said Ora
den. 'You must walk on very, very
slowly. Take all the time you can. At
the cliff top make several starts as II
you would jump, but feared. Mind that
you do not go too near the edge. ana
so in ten minutes come home. We will
meet you, and all will be well-at least
for your father" he added grimly.
IL understand" she answered simply,
and walked on.
1t was a wild rush that we made. we
found the spring, and turning to our
right, crashed into the thicket-for the
path" was a courtesy title. The hang
ing scrub brushed our faces, in the open
patches the dead gorse dug its spines into
our knees We quickened our pace In
the more open fr-wood vaulted the four
foot wall of the little garden, and, pant
| ing like exhausted hounds, ran furiously
upon the house There was no time for
lodging and crawling. 1t was a forlorn
| hope we led.
| And DR.. Weston was alive.
He sat amongst his pillows, great
book upon his knees, gazing over his
spectacles with the most profound amaze
ment on his kindly old face at the two
disheveled strangers who burst in upon
him. Leaving me to guard and quiet
him-for, indeed the shock might prove
most dangerous-Graden dashed out on
his errand of vengeance. Two minutes
later l heard him call, and, breaking
off the excuses that l was inventing, |
ran through the house to join him.
Miss Weston and he were standing be-
fore the porch-alone. She was leaning
on his arm, painting from great exertion.
sThink of it. Robert cried my cousin.
He chased her-the villain followed and
chased her!"
How is my father?'' she faltered.
'Ts he-as this gentleman says-quite
unharmed?"
"Ouite safe, 1 assure you," I answered
II must go to him."
Zone moment, Miss Weston" said my
cousin 1--WE have yet a duty to the
public safety. Which way did this mai
run?'
She told her story quickly. After she
had left us and gained the cliff turf above
the glen, she glanced back. To her sur
prise, she caught a glimpse of him stand
ing amongst the trees on the opposite
slope Her delay had aroused his sus
picions, and he had followed her. Sh'
! walked slowly forward and, as we hat
. directed, moved uneasily about on thu
verge of the precipice. Presently sh'
again glanced over her shoulder. He hat
now crossed the glen and was standing
In the open watching her. The dis
lance between them was about two hun
! dred yards She knew that we mus
have nearly reached the cottage ant
that if he had not already attacked he
father, there was no further danger. ;
she started to run along the coast. ii
shouted and drew his revolver; but eithe
he thought the distance too great, or h
feared the noise o. the report, for he di
not fire. But her action evidently puz
: zled him, seeing that it left her fathe
completely at his mercy. He did no
pursue her far, but instead turned an
d gazed intently at the cottage On he
part, she also stopped running to waite
him. From where they stood the garde
: was fully exposed, and at that momen
our forms appeared as we vaulted tn
e low wall At which sight, Miss Westo
said. he gave a most horrible scream
shaking his fist towards US and filling tn
: air with imprecations, Then, withor
Il further noticing her, he set off toward
a the town. For herself, she came bac
c as fast as she could run, meeting Grade
l. before the door. She added some usef'
particulars as to his alias and his res
&c dence at the inn.
(To be contlnued.)
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