Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1907-12-17
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Why dbl ever come here7s
"Thosc things are part Of every
new country. They were about all we
had till 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 was looking Mt
her and remembered that her uncle
was upstairs and asleep.
II must ask you to excuse me now,
for It's late and am very tired"
The clock showed half PAST -, SO,
after letting him out, she extlnynished
the light and dragged herself wcarily
up to her room. She removed her
outer garments and threw over her
bare shoulders a negligee of many
dounces and bewildering, sclinging
looseness. AS she took down her heavy
braids the story of Cherry Malotte re.
turned to her tormentingly. So Glen
lister had saved her life also at the
risk Of his own. What very gallant
cavalier he was, to be sure! He should
bear 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. 1.-The handsomest woman in
the north" Struye had said. She
raised her eyes to the glass and made
mouth at the petulant, tired reflec-
ton there. She pictured Glenister
leaping from doe to foe with the hun
cry river surging and swapping at his
feet, while the cheers OF the crowd on
shore gave heart to the girl crouching
out there. Sh0 could see him snatch
her up and fight his way back to
safety over the plunging Ice cakes with
death dragging at his heels What a
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
darkness of a 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 ut
the thodght Of the tragedy abroad and
the sick old man sleeping near by she
lit a candle and slipped downstairs 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 amaz
ed while 1t swung wide and the can
die flame flckered and sputtered in the
night air. Roy Glenister stood there,
grim and determined, his soft, white
stetson pulled low, his trousers tucked
into tan half boots. In his hand a
Winchester rife. Beneath his cordu-
roy coat she saw a loose, cartridge belt,
| yellow with Shells and the nickeled
| fash of a revolver. Without invita-
| tion he strobe across the threshold,
| closing the door behind him.
| Miss Chester, you and the Judge
must dress quickly and come with
I; me-
| 81 don't understand"
| "The yigilantes are on their way
/ here to hang him. Come with me to
| my house, where can protect you"
1 She laid a trembling hand on her
J bosom, and the color died out Of her
face, then at slight noise above they
i both looked up to see Judge Stillman
leaning far over the banister. He had
! wrapped himself In dressing gown
i, and now gripped the rail convulsively,
/ while his features were blanched to
| the color of putty and his eyes were
1 wide with terror, though pulled and
swollen from sleep. His lips moved in
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