The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1907-12-11

Mrs. higgins, at the i5On Ami, sne
continued, smiling Il was so hungry
when we got to Velpen, though had
eaten a tremendous breakfast at the
Lazy S. But o'clock is an unhOly
hour at which to eat ones breakfast,
isn't it, and just couldn't help get
ting hungry all over again. So per-
suaded Mary to stop for another cup
of coffee. 1t is ridiculous the way
eat in your country
1T is a good country" he said, Sob
erly
1T must be--if you can say so.''
Because have failed. shall | cry
out that law cannot be enforced in
kemah county? Sometimes-may it
be soon-there will come man big
enough to make the law triumphant
He will not be L."
He was still smarting from his
many set-bacls. He had worked hard
and had accomplished nothing. At
the last term OF court, though many
cases We're tried, he had not secured
one conviction.
v.
Her look, straight into his eyes, was a
CLINT of sunshine in dark places. Then
she laughed.
Mrs. Higgins said to me: Jimmie
Mac hain't got the sense he was born
with. His little, dried-up brain d rattle
round in mustard seed and he's get
tin shet o that little so fast it makes
my head swim She was telling about
times when he hadn't acted just fair
to you. am glad-from all hear
that this was taken out of his hands. y
II can count my friends, the real
ones, on one hand, I'm afraid said
Gordon, with goodhumored smile;
land Mrs. Higgins surely is the
thumb
II am glad you smiled" said Louise.
That would have sounded so bitter
if you had not
Il couldn't help smiling. You-you
have such a way, Miss Dale
1t was blunt but it rang true.
1T is true, though. about my friends.
III could convict-Jesse Black, for
instance-a million friends would call
me blessed. But | can't do it alone.
They will not do it; they will not help
me do it: they despise me because ]
can't do it, and swear at me because
| try to do it-and there you have the
whole situation in a nutshell, Miss
Dale"
The sun struck across her face He
| reached over and lowered the blind.
Thank you. But it is vantage in
now, is it not? You will get justice
before Uncle Hammond
Unconsciously his shoulders
Strengthened.
Yes. Miss Dale. it is vantage in.
| One OF two things will come to pass
| shall send Jesse Black over orr
he paused. His eyes, unseeing, were
fixed on the gliding landscape as it
appeared in rectangular spots through
| the window in front of them.
Yes. Or" prompted Louise
softly.
Never mind. 1t is of no conse
| quence," he said. abruptly NO fea1
of Judge Dale. Juries are my Water
| loo
rs It, then, such nest of COW
arus cried Louise, intense scorn in
! her clear voice.
Yes deliberately. Men are
afraid of retaliation-those who are
not actually blood guilty, as you
i might say. And who can say who is
and who is not9 But he will be sent
his
ms trail Give me two men like Lang
/ lord and that anachronism-an hon.
est man west of the river-Williston,
and you can have the rest, sheriff and
! ALL"
Mr.. Williston--he has been unfor-
tunate. has he not2 He is such a
gentleman, and a scholar, surely"
1 Surely. He is one of the finest
Fellows | know man of the most
sensitive honor. III such thing can
be, should say he is too honest, for
his own good. A man can be- you
know. There is nothing in the world
! that cannot be overdone."
She looked at him earnestly. His
| eyes did not shift She was satisfied
our work bellies your words" she
| said quietly
Dust and cinders drifted in between
the Stats of the closed blind Putting
/ her handkerchief To her lips, Louise
looked at the dark streaks on it with
reproach
Your South Dakota dirt is So
| black. she said, whimsically
Better black than yellow" he re-
1 torted 1T looks cleaner, now, doesn't
it,"
Maybe you think my home fit
dwelling place for John Chinaman,
pouted Louise.
es-if that will persuade you that
South Dakota is infinitely better Are
| you open to conviction?"
Never. should die if had to
stay here"
You viii be going jackson ?"
Some day, sure. Soon? Maybe.
! Oh, wish could. That part of me
| which is like Uncle Hammond says,