West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1906-12-27

magnincently. i hea=d him swear the
wretches TO secrecy. hint TO them that
be had a great story 10 tell them.
They were frightened and listened.
And the poor little man that we have
80 despised told them c%onyincingly how
Jim had made good his escape. Even
Henderson half believes we saved
him"
Peter hoped that she would accuse
him OF his half heartedness indirectly
IL not openly. IL would have made
bis conscience more comfortable. and
his conscience troubled him sorely TO
grief. And yet through all the grim
horror OF the tragedy she remembered
the part that had been allotted TO her.
threw all the weight OF her personality
on h side OF the game she was play
ing.
You must be on our side, Peter, and
when there Is talk OF Jlm's absence
you must simply imply that he is east
somewhere. You will know how to
meet such Inquiries better than we wo-
men. Henderson will be only too glad.
You should have seen the wretch when
l held out my hand TO him and told
him to dance with me. He came, white
and stumbling. We have nothing to
fear from Henderson. Aida has no
money TO go away with. She and /
must stay here and make a beginning
for the children, and, Peter, we want
you TO help u.s."
He had no voice TO answer her brave
words for a minute, and Their his SEN
fences came uncertain and hating.
You must think me n poor sort OF
friend, Judith, one who has been blind
till the eleventh hour and is then found
wanting. l feel so guilty to you. 10
your brothers wife, TO that little child
who put out his arms so trustfully to
me that night, but 1 never imagined
that things would come to such n pass
as this. The smaller cattle outfits have
been doing n good deal OF clustering.
but the more conservative element sup
posed that they had them In check and
did not for a moment think that they
would take the law into their own
hands. Believe me, this lawlessness
has beer In the face of every influence
that could be brought to bear, and 1t
shall not go unpublished"
She spoke to him from the darkness
as the spirit OF grief might speak.
IAN eye for an eye, n tooth for a tooth;
that Is the Justice OF the plains. But,
Peter, 1t is but poor justice. What's
done Is done, and fresh violence Will
not give back Aida her husband nor
the little ones their father. What we
need Is friends, one or two loyal souls
who. though knowing the hideous
truth of this thing, will stand by us In
pitiful falsehood. / have told no
one, nor shall l, but you ~and-Peter,
you must not laugh at your fellow
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES"
He took her hands in his and pressed
them. Big hands they were, and hard
ened by many a homely task. but with.
al tender and with the healing quality
Of womanliness I'm the touch OF their
warm, supple fingers. Bat tonight she
did not seem to know that he held
them nor to be conscious Of his pres
ence. The woman in her was dead OF
grief. The white spirit in her place,
that plotted and planned that Jlm's
children and Jim's wife might not
from henceforth walk In the shadow OF
the gnllows, was beyond the prompt
ing OF the flesh. And again she spoke
TO him In the same faraway voice, with
he same faraway look I'm her eyes.
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