The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-10-27


Succor. And this went on until a pale
opal glow came into the sky, followed
by still paler pink on the summit of
the white Sierras, when she rose and
huPTiedly began to dress. Still so san
guine was her hope of meeting him,
that she fingered yet a moment TO Sc
lect the brown holland skirt and yell
low sunbonnet she had worn when she
first saw him. And she had only seen
him twice. Only twicei It WOULD be
cruel, too cruel. not to see mind again
She crept softly Town the stairs, lis
tening to the lOng-drawn breathing of
her father in his bedroom, and then,
by the light of a guttering candle,
scrawled a note to him, begging him
not to trust himself out of the house
until she returned from her search,
and leaving the note open on the table,
swiftly ran out into the growing day.
Three hours afterwards Mr.. Madison
Clay awoke to the sound of loud
knocking. At first this forced itself
upon his consciousness as his daugh
ter's regular morning summons, and
was responded to by a grunt of recog-
milton and nesting closer in the
blankets. Then he awoke with a start
and muttered oath, remembering the
events of last night, and his intention
10 get up early, and rolled out of bed
Becoming aware by this time that the
knocking was at the outer door, and
hearing the shout of familiar voice
he hastily pulled on his boots, his jean
trousers, and fastening Il single sus-
pender over his shoulder as he cIat-
tered downstairs, stood in the lower
room. The door was open, and wait
ing upon the threshold was his kins-
man, an old ally in many blOod-feud
breckenridge Clay
You are cool one. Mad" said the
latter in half-admiring Indignation.
What's up?" said the bewildered
Madison.
you ought to be- and scootin' out
o this" said Breckenridge grimly
ITS all very well to know nothm';; ;
but here Phil Larrabee's friends hev
just picked him up, drilled through
with slugs and deader nor crow, and
now they're lettin' loose Larrabee's
two half-brothers on you. And you
must go like a derned fool and leave
these yer things behind you in the
bresh' he went on queTulOusly. lift
ing Madison Clay's dust-coat hat and
shotgun from his horse, which stood
saddied at the door. Luckily | picked
them up m the woods comm here. We
amt got more than time to get over
the state line and among your folks
btietA cAlOA ( tllEy II bC flDAn OiA YOU
Hustle. old man. What are you gawk-
in and starin' at?',
Madison Clay had stared amazed and
ed-horror-stricken. The Incl
dents of the past night for the. first
| time flashed upon him eleariy-hnpe-
lesslyl The shot; his finding SalomY
Jane alone in the woods; her confusion
and anxiety to rid herself Of him; the
disappearance Of the shotgun; md NEW
this new discovery Of the taking Of his
hat and coat for disguised She had
killed Phil ,Larrabee i'll that disguise,
after provoking mis- first harmless
shotl She. his own child, SaIolny
Jane, had disgraced herself by a mans
crime; had diSgraced him ny Usurping
his right, and taking a mean advan-
tage, by deceit, of a foei
Gimme that gun" he said hoarsely.
breckenridge handed him the gun in
wonder and slowly gathering suspicion.
Madison examined nipple and muzzle:
one barrel had been discharged. Ii
was true! The gun dropped from his
hand.
Look here, old man. said Brecken-
ridge, with a darkening face, there
bin no foul play here. Thaf's bin M
hiring of men, no deputy to do this
job. You did it fair ana square-your-
self?"
Yes, by Cod" burst out Madison
Clay in a hoarse voice. "WEo saws
didn't?"
Reassured. yet believing that Madi-
son Clay had nerved himself for the
act by an overdraught of whisky
which had affected his memory. Breck-
| enridge said CURLY, Then wake uE
and lite out, eff you want me to stand
by YOU
Go to the corral and pick me out q
| boss" said Madison slowly, yet no.
| without a certain dignity of manner
! I've suthin' to say to Salomy Jane
afOre 1 60" He was holding hel
| scrubbed note, which he had just dis
covered, in his shaking hand.
Struck by his kinsman's manner
| AMI knowing the dependent relations
| of father and daughter, Breckenridge
| nodded and hurried away. Left to
| himself, Madison Clay ran his fingers
| through his hair. and Strengthened out
| the paper On which Salomy Jane ha6
scrawled her note, turned it over anC
wrote on the back:
You might have told me You did it
| and not leave your ole father to find il
out how you disgraced yourself and
| him, too, by a low-down, underhanded
| woman's trick! I've said 1 done it. anG
took the blame myself. and all the
sneakiness of it that folks suspect. i
II get away alive-and I don't care
much which-you needn't foiler. TIL,
house and stock are yours; but Vol
| amt any longer the daughter of YOU
disgraced father MADISON CLAY"
He had scarcely finished the not,
| when, with a clStter of hoOfs and
led horse, Breckenridge reappeared q
the door elate and triumphant Your,
in niger luck, Mad, found that stol,
boss of Judge Boompointer's had go
away and strayed among your stocI
in the corral. Take him and your,
safe; he can't be outrun this side o
the state line
81 amt no hoss--thief," said Madi
son grimly.
''Ncbodv seq We are. but you'd b,
wuss-a foo1-ef you didn't take him
I'm testimony that you found hin
| among your bosses; I'll tell Judg,
BOompOinter you've got him. and V,
kin send him back when you're safe
The judge will be mighty glad to ge
him back, and call it quits. So e
Madison Clay no longer hesitated
Salomy Jane might return at any mo
ment-it would be part of her foo
| womansshness, and he was in n,
mood to see her before a third party
| He laid the note on the table gave
| hurried glance around the house
which he grimly believed he was leav
ing forever. and, striding. to the door
leaped on the stolen horse and swep
/ away with his I<i0Surap