The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-03-04

bloodshot, his nostrilS expanding in
credibly. Ready. is he? He better be t
ready. r.
That's enough" Joe interrupted
swiftly wen have no talk like that.
I'll settle this for you myself. You
send word to Claudine that l want to
see her at my office tomorrow morning,
and you-you stay away from the
Beach today. Give me your word"
Mr.. Fears expression softened. "All
right joe" he said. I'll do what
ever you tell me to. Any of us II do
that; we sure know who's our friend"
Keep out of trouble. Happy" Joe
turned to go and they shook hands.
Good day, and-keep out Of trouble"
When he had gone Mr.. Fears coun-
tenance again gloomed ominously. and.
shaking his head, he ruminatively en-
tered an adjacent bar through the al
ley door
The Main street bridge was an old
fashioned wooden covered one, dust
colored and very narrow. sQuarely
framing the fair open country beyond
for the town had never crossed the
river. Joe found the cool shadow in
the bridge gracious to his hot brow,
and through the slender chinks of the
worn flooring he caught bright glimpses
of running water. When he came out
of the other end he felt enough re-
freshed to light cigar.
well, here I am" he said. across
Main street bridge, and it must be
getting on toward noonw He spoke
almost with the aspect of daring and
Immediately stood still listening. RE
member he ventured to repeat,
again daring" remember! Across
Main street bridge at noonp" And
again he listened. Then he chuckled
not return. Thank God, I've got rid
of thatr' he whispered. And of the
circus band toor'
A dusty road turned to the right, fol-
lowing the river and shaded by big
sycamores on the bank. The mongreL
intensely preoccupied with this road,
scampered away, his nose to the
ground. Good enough" said the
master. Lead on and I'll come after
you"
But he had not far to follow. The
chase led him to a half hollow log
which lay on low grass grown Ievee
above the stream where the dogs in
terest In the pursuit became vivid;
temporarily, however, for after a few
minutes OF agitated investigation he
was seized with Indifference to the
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sat upon the log, which was in the
shade, and smoked.
For the first time it struck Joe that
1t was a beautiful day, and it came to
! him that q beautiful day was a thing
which nothing except death, sickness or
/ Imprisonment could take from him, not
even the ban Of Canaan. Unforewarn-
/ ed music sounded in his ears again,
/ but he did not shrink from 1t now.
/ This was not the circus band he had
heard as he left the square, but mel
/ ody like a faraway serenade at night,
as Of ''the horns of elf land family
blowing" and he closed his eyes with
the sweetness of it.
go ahead" he whispered. do that
like this awhile, I'll follow with Little
Brown jug, How 1 Love Theev 1t
seems to pay after allp'
The welcome strains, however, were
but the prelude to a harsher sound
which interrupted and annihilated
them-the courthouse bell changing out
-. "All right" said Joe. cts noon
/
He opened his eyes and looked about
him whimsically. Then he shook his
head again.
A lady had just emerged from the
bridge and was coming toward him.
It would be hard to get at Joe's frs
impressions of her. We can find con
veyance for only the broadcast ant
heaviest. Ancient and modern instances
multiply the case of the sleeper who
dreams out a long story in accurate
color and fine detail, a tale Of years, il
the opening and shutting Of door. 81
with Joseph in the brief space Of thu
lady's approach And with him, q!
with the sleeper, it must have been
In fact it was-in his recollections late
q blur of emotion.
He had little kp edge Of the mil
linery arts. and he needed none to Sc
the harmony-harmony like that OF tn
day he had discovered a little Will
ago. Her dress and hat and gloves anC
parasol showed pale lavender over
tint like that which he had seen over
; spreading the western slope. (After
ward he discovered that the gloves sh'
wore that day were gray and that be
, hat was for the most part white) Id
charm of fabric and tint belonging Z
what she wore was no shame TO heI
r not being Of primal Importance beyon'
] herself. 1t was but the expression
her daintiness and the adjunct OF i
5 She was tall. but if Joe could nav
/, spoken or thought Of her as slender
i he would have been capable Of CALM
4 her lips red" in which case he Woul