Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-11-21
CHAPTER XVIII.

the further adventures of this nigh
The storm welcomed him with sur,
eating violence. sucking the We
breath from his lips, while the III.
beat through till his flesh was CO
and aching. He thought with pan
of the girl fncing this tempest. goln
out to meet the thousand perils of IL
night. And it remained for him {.
bear his part as she bore hers, smi,
ingly
The last hour had added another IN
mysterious danger to his full mcas
urc. Could the Kid be Jealous o
Cherry? Surely not. Then what else
The tornado had driven his trailer
to cover. evidently, for the stree,
were given over 10 its violence, m
Roy encountered no hostile sign as h.
was buffetcd from house to house. r.,
adventured cautiously and yet WI
haste, fndlug certain homes wher,
the marshais had been before hr
peopled now only by frightened w!vc
and children. A scattered few Of III,
the warning elements had prevcHtc
their families from spreading tn
alarm or ventuilng ont for succo.
Those whom he was able to wa,
dressed hurrediy. took their rifles an,
went out into the drifting night lec,
ing empty cabins aud weeping wo.lr.
The great fight was on
Toward daylight the remnants E
the vigilantes struggled into the J.,
blank warehouse on the sandspit -
there beneath the smoking glare o
lanterns cursed the name OF McNr
mara. As dawn craved the rar~n,
eastern skyline. Dextry and Slar,ec'
blew in through the sp,ndrift bring
word from Cherry and lifting loa
from Glenister's mind.
"There's game girl" said the oil
miner as he wrunC ont his clotho"
"She was half gone when she got (
u.s. and now she's waiting for the stor"
to break so that she can come back "
"Its clearing M TO the east" Sla"
jack chartered "Dyou know I'M ce,
tiil ~ lAtlN ~ NaitI t''.4
feel comfortable 10 me no more"
'Uriatic acid in the blood" said rc,
try whats ou- next mover" l.,
asked of his partner when do W.
hang this politician? Seems Ike we've
got enough nblebodied piano rorc"
here to tie a can on to the whole o,l:ct
push the town site OF Nome off tn,
map and start afresh''
II think we had better lie low nlt
watch Developments" the other ecu
toned. There's no telling what ma,
turn up during the day"
That's right. strangers Is Ike spir
its-thcy work best in the dark
As the day grew the storm died. leav
ing rampnrts OF clouds hanging suilea
~ above the oceans rim. while tho't
skilled in weather prophecy foreto't
the coming OF the equinoctial In Nc
Namara's office there was great SIT
and the coming Of many men III,
boss sat in his chair. smoking counties
cigars, his big face set in grim lines
his hard eyes peering through the pal
of blue at those he questioned II,
worked the wires OF his machine unit
his dolls doubled and danced and twist
ed at his touch. After a gusty inter
view be had dismissed Voorhees, will
merciless tongue lashlng raging bit
terly at the mans failure
You're not fit to herd sheep. Thrt!
mer out all night and what do yor
get? A dozen muilet headed miners
You bag the mudhens and the bi
game runs to cover I wanted Glenis
ter, but you let him slip through you
fingers it's war. What a mes
you've made! If had even one helpo
with a brain the size OF q flayseed, thl
game would be gift. but you've bun
gled every move from the start. Bah
Put a spy in the bull pen with thos
fer them anything for information
Now get outv'
He called for certain deputy anC
questioned him regarding the night
quest, remarking finally:
There's treachery somewhere. Thos
men were warned.
Nobody came near Glenister's hous
except Miss Chester" the man replied
"What?"
'The judges niece. We caught he
by mistake in the dark"
Later, one of the men who had beef
with Voorhees, at the Northern asket
to see the receiver and told him:
THE chief won't believe that saw
Miss Chester in the dance hall las
night, but she was there with Clients
ter. She must have put him wise Il
our game or he wouldn't have known
we We're after him"
His nearer made no comment, bu
when alone rose and paced the foo
with heavy tread while his face grew
savage and brutal,
so that's the game, Ell? It's mai
to man from now on. Very we'll. Glen
lister, I'll have your life fer that, an,
then-you'll pay, Miss Helen" H.
considered carefully. A plot for
plot. If he could not swap intrigue
with these miners and beat them bad
ly, he deserved to lose. Now that tn
girl gave herself to their cause, h
would use her again and see how wei
she answered Public opinion woul'
not stand too great strain, and al
though he had acted within his right
last night. he dared not 90 much fur
ther. Diplomacy therefore must serve
He must force his enemies beyond tn,
law and into his trap. She had passe,
the word once. She would do so again
lie hurried to Stillmans house ant