Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-06-08
CHAPTER v11-fcontinued)

CHAPTER v1I-(Continued)
81 don't care! Let them hear she
cried, with feminine recklessness.
sI'm proud of my love for you. I'll tell
1t to them-to the whole world"
"Now, see here, little girl he said,
quietly, 1--WE had long talk in Daw-
son and agreed that it was best to
divide our ways. l was mad over
you once, as good many other men
have been, but came to my senses.
Nothing could ever result from 1t, and
told you So"
Eyes, yes-I know. I thought !
could give you up, but | didn't realize
till you had gone how wanted YOU
Oh, it's been torture to me every
day for the past two years There
was no semblance now to the cold
creature she had appeared upon en-
tering the gambling-hall. She spoke
rapidly, her whole body tense with
emotion, her voice shaken with pas
sion 1--WE seen men and men and
men, and they've loved me, but |
never cared for anybody in the world
till saw you. They ran after me, but
you were cold You made me come to
you. Perhaps that was 1T. Anyhow,
I can't stand it. I'll give up every
thing-1'll do anything just to be
where you are What do you think OF
q woman who will beg? Oh, I've lost
my pride-I'm fool-a fool-but
can't help it,
I'm sorry you feel this way" said
Glenister. cit isn't my fault, and 1t
Isn't Of any use"
For an instance she stood Quivering,
while the light died out of her face;
time, with characteristic change;
she smiled till the dimples laughed IN
her cheeks. She sank upon seat
beside him and pulled together the
curtains. shutting out the sight below.
every well''-then she put his
hand to her cheek and cuddled it. I'm
glad to see you just the same, and you
can't keep me from loving you"
With his other hand he smoothed
her hair, while, unknown to him and
beneath her lightness, she shrank and
quivered at his touch like q Barbary
steed under the whip.
"Things are very bad with me-" he
said. We've had our mine jumped"
bah! You know what to do. You
aren't cripple got fingers on
your gun hand"
That's it! They all tell me that
all the old-timers; but don't know
what to do. thought debut I
don't. The law has come into this
country and I've tried to meet it half,
way. They jumped us and put In q
receiver big manly the name OF
McNamara. Dex wasn't there and /
let them do it, When the old man
learned Of it he nearly went crazy. We
had our first quarrel. He thought
was afraid"
mot he" said the girl. 81 know
him and he knows YOU 81
"That was a week ago. We've hired
the best lawyer in Nome-Bill Wheat
on-and we've tried to have the in
junction removed. We've offered bond
in any sum. but the Judge refuses 10
accept It, We've argued for leave to
appeal, but he won't give us the right.
The more I look into it the worse it
seems, for the court wasn't convened
ina ccordance with law, we weren't
notified to appear in our own behalf,
we weren't allowed chance to argue
our own case-nothing. They simply
slapped on receiver, and now they
refuse to allow us redress. From a
legal standpoint, it's appalling, I'm
told; but what's to be done? What's
the game? That's the thing. What
are they up to? I'm nearly out Of my
mind. for it's all my fault. I didn't
think 1t meant anything like this or
I'd have made fight for possession
and stood them off at least. AS it is,
my partners sore and he's gone to
drinking-flrst time in twelve years.
He says l gave the claim away, and
now It's up to me and the Almighty
to get 1t back. If he gets full he'll
drive a four-horse wagon into some
church, or go up and pick the Judge
to pieces with his fingers to see what
makes him go round"
"What've they got against you and
Dextry-some grudge?" she question.
ed.
mo, no! We're not the only ones
in trouble; they've jumped the rest
of the good mines and put this Nc
Namara In as receiver on all of them
but that's small comfort. The Swedes
are crazy; they've hired all the law
yers in town, and are numbering more
good American language than would
fill Boring Strait Dex Is in favor 81
getting our friends together and
throwing the receiver off. He wants
to kill somebody, but we can't do that
They've got the soldiers to fall bach
on. We've been warned that tbs
troops are instructed to enforce the
courts action. | don't know what thu
plot is, for can't believe the ole
Judge is crooked-the girl wouldn'
let him"
"Girl?"
Cherry Malotte leaned forward
where the light shone on the youns
mans worried face
The girl? What girl? Who is she?'
Her voice had lost it's lazy caress
her lips had thinned. Never was
woman's face more eloquent, muses.
Glenister as he noted her. Ever,
thought fed to this window to pee
forth, fearful, lustful, hateful, as TIL