Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-06-18
CHAPTER xIr-(Continued.)

RnQ aiming TO make a QUICK run just
before she sails. He hasn't left the
I beach since daylight, that's sure I'm
going out to the ship now with four
men and search her again. If we don't
bring him off you can bet he's lying
out somewhere in town and we'll get
him later. I've stationed men along
the shore for two miles
I won't have him get away. If he
should reach 'Frisco-Tell your men
I'll give five hundred dollars to the
one that finds him.
Three hours later Voorhees, return
ed.
'tShe sailed without him."
The politician cursed. "I don't be-
lieYe it.. He tricked you. I know he
did"
Glenister grinned into half-eaten
sandwich, then turned upon his back
{ and lay thus on the plank, identifying
the speakers below by their voices.
He kept his post all day. Later in
the evening he heard Strive enter.
The man had been drinking.
$50 he got away, eh?" he began.
4 was afraid he would Smart fellow,
that Wheaton"
! He didn't get away" said McNam-
ara. Hes in town yet. Just let me
land him in Jail on some excuse! I'll
hold him till the snow flies" struve
sank into a chair and lit cigarette
with wavering hand.
This's hell of a game, amt it,
Mac? D. you s'pose we'll VIM"
The man overhead pricked up his
ears.
win? Aren't we winning?. What
do you call this? only hope we can
lay hands on Wheaton. :, He knows
things. A little knowledge Is dan
gerous thing, but more is worse Lord!
II only had man for judge in place
Of Stillman! don't know why
brought him"
Z That's right. Too weak. He hasn't
got the backbone of an angleworn.
He amt half the man that his niece
is. There's a girl for you. Say!
What'd we do without her, Ell? She's
a pippin!' Glenister felt sudden
Tightening of every muscle. What
right had that mans liquor-sodden lips
s to speak SO Of her?
She's brave little woman all
right. Just look how she worked Glen
lister and his fool partner. 1t took
nerve to bring in those instructions Of
! yours alone; and If itthadn't been for
her we'd never have won like this.
It makes me laugh to think of those
two men slowing her away in their
state-roon while they slept between
decks with the sheep, and her with the
papers in her bosom all the time. Then
when we got ready to do business,
why, she UP and talks them into giving
us possession of their mine without
q fight That's what call recipro-
eating mans affection"
Glenister's nails cut into his flesh,
while his face went livid at the words
He could not grasp it at once. It made
him sick-physically sick-and for
many moments he stroye blindly to
beat back the hidious suspicion, the
horror that the lawyer had aroused.
His was not doubling disposition,
and TO him the girl had seemed as one
pure, mysterious, apart, angelically in
capable of deceit. He had loved her,
feeling that some day she would re-
turn his affection without fail, In her
great, unclouded eyes he had found no
lurking-place for double-dealing Now
God! 1t couldn't be that all the
time she had known!
He had lost part Of the lawyers
. speech, but peered through his obser-
vation.hole again.
McNamara was at the window gaz-
Y Ing out into the dark street, his back
towards the lawyer, who lolled in the
chair, ibebbling garrulously of the girl.
GleniSter ground his teeth-a frenzy
possessed him to loose his anger, to
rip through the frail ceiling with nak-
ed hands and fall yindictiyely l1pon
the two men.
She looked good to me the first
time saw her," continued Strive.
He paused. and when he spoke again
change has coarsened his features.
Say, I'm crazy about her, Mao. I
tell you, I'm craZy-and she likes me-
know she does-or, anyway, she
would
DO you mean that you're in love
with herr asked the man at the win
dow, without shifting his position It
seemed that utter Indifference was
In his question, although where the
light shone on his hands, tight-clench-
ed behind his back, they were blood
less.
Love her? Well--that depends
4 ha! You know how it is" he chuck
led. coarsely. His face was gross and
bestial. "Iye got the Judge where l
want him, and I'll have her."
His miserable words died with a
gurgle, for Mcnamara had silently
leaped and throttled him where he
sat, pinning him to the wall. Clients
ter saw the big politician shift his
! hands slightly on Strives throat and
then drop his left hand to his side,
holding his victim writing and holm.
less with his right despite the mans
frantic struggles. McNamara's head
was thrust forward from his shoulders,
peering into the lawyers face. Struve
$ tore Intellectually at the iron arm
which was squeezing his life out while
for endless minutes the other leaned
his weight against him, his idle hand
behind his back, his legs braced like
stone columns, as he watched his vic
TINS struggles abate.
Struve fought and wrenched while
his breath caught in his throat with
horrid, ,sickening sounds, but gradual