Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-06-22
JOHN P. APPLEouisT & CO.,
1873 E. Main Street, ottumwa, Iowa

the job. They were carried five miles
downstream In the ice-pack before he
succeeded 81
What happened then?"
She fell in love with him, of
course"
And he worshtpped yher as madly
as all the rest Of you, suppose" she
said. scornfully.
That's the peculiar part. She hyp-
Noticed hiIn at first, out he ran away,
and didn't hear Of him again till
came to Nome. she followed him An.
ally, and last week sveaad up her
score. She paid him back for saving
her &
haven't heard about IT,"
He detailed the story of the gamb.
ling episode at the Northern saloon.
and concluded: ard like to have seen
that turn for they say the excitement
was terrific. She was keeping cases,
and at the finish slammed ner case
keeper shut and declared the bet off
because she had made mistake. OF
course they couldn't dispute her, and
she stuck to 1t, One Of the by-stand-
ers told me she lied, though"
$50, In; addition to his other vices,
Mr.. Glenister Is a reckless gambler.
is he?" said Helen, with neat. II am
proud to be indebted Is such charac.
ter. Truly this country breeds wonder
full species"
There's where you are wrong"
known to bet before
"Oh, I'm tired Of these contradic-
tions!" she cried, angrily. Saloons,
gambling halls, scandals, adven-
turesses! Ugh! hate it! hate It!
Why did ever come here?"
Those things are part of every
new country. They were about all we
had this year. But it is women like
you that we fellows need, Miss Helen.
You can help us lot She did not
like the way he wah looking at her,
and remembered that her uncle was
upstairs asleep.
81 must ask you to excuse me now,
for it's late and ana very tired"
The clock showed half-past twelve,
80, after letting him out, she extin-
guished the light and dragged herself
YEARLY up to her room. She removed
her outer garments and threw over her
bare shoulders a negligee OF many
founces and bewildering, clinging
looseness. AS she took down her
heavy braids, the story of Cherry Ma.
lotte returned to her tormentingly. So
Glenister had saved her life also at
risk of his own. What a very gallant
cavalier he was, to be sure! He
should bear a coat of arms-a dragon,
an armed knight, and fainting
maiden. II succor ladies in distress
handsome ones,' should be the motto
on his shield. The handsomest WON
an ii the north, Strive had said. She
raised her eyes to the glass and made
mouth at the Detulant, tired refec-
ton there. She pictured Glenister leap
ing from foe to foe with the hungry
river surging and swapping at his feet,
while the cheers Of the crowd on shore
gave heart to the girl crouching out
there. She could see him snatch her
up and fgnt his way back TO safety
over the plunging ice-cakes with death
dragging at his heels. What strong
embrace he had! At this she blushed
and realized with a shock that while
she was incoming that very man might
be fighting hand to hand in the dark
ness of O. mountain-gorge with the man
she was going to marry.
A moment later some one mounted
the front steps below and knocked
sharply. Truly this was night Of
alarms. Would people never cease
coming? She was worn out, but at the
Thought OF the tragedy abroad and the
sick old man sleeping near by, she lit
a candle and slipped down stairs to
avoid disturbing him Doubtless 1t
was some message from Mcnamara.
she thought, as she unclaimed the
door.
AS she opened 1t, she fell back
amazed while 1T swung wide and the
candle flame flickered and sputtered
in the night air. Roy Glenister stood
there. grim and determined, mis- soft,