Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-09-01

'You afr Mar, schis
my friend" she said. Il am Miss
Claiborne. You may know my fathers
house down in the Galley. We have
been coming here 40 far back AZ can
remember"
The mountaineer listened to her
gravely. and at her last words he un-
consciously nodded his head. Shirley.
seeing that he was interested. seized
her advantage.
81 have no reason for misleading
you. This gentleman IL not revenue
man. He probably never heard OF A.
still, do you call iti--in his life." And
she smiled upon him sweetly. "But II
you will let him 60 promise to salts
~ you entirely in the matter.
Chauvenet started to speak. but Shir-
lev arrested him with gesture and
spoke again to the mountaineer In her
most engaging tone:
eve are both mountaineers, You ana
!, and we don't want any Of our peo-
ole to Be carried OF to jail. Isn't that
90? Now let this gentleman ride away.
and l shall stay here until have quite
assured you that you are mistaken
about him.
She signaled Chauvenet to mount,
holding the mystifed and reluctant
mountaineer with her eyes. Her heart
was humping fast. and her hand
shook little as she frightened her
grasp on the rein. She addressed Chau-
vsnet in English as q mark OF good
faith to their captor.
"Rids on. monsieur. Do not wait for
me-"
"But It IL growing dark cannot
leave you alone. mademoiselle. You
have rendered me great service.
when It is I who should have extricat-
ed YOU
"Pray do not mention It! It - q
mere chance that am able to help
shall be perfectly safe with this gen.
tleman."
The mountaineer took of his hat
"Thank ye, miss" he said. and then
| to Chauvenet, "Get outv'
"Don't trouble about me in the least,
| NJ. Chauyenet," and Shirley affirmed
| the last word with nod as Chauvenet
| jumped into his saddle and rode on.
| when the swift gallop Of his horse had
| carried him out Of sight and sound
down the road. Shirley faced the noun
| taineer.
.'What is your manner
"Tom Selfridge."
.sWhom did you take that man to be,
| Mr.. SeifridgeY asked Shirley, and In
| her eagerness she bent down above the
| mountaineer's barred tangle OF tow.
"The name you called him amt u.
| IT'S a queer name never heered tell
on befo'-its-it's like the amy"
els It Armitagew asked Shirley
| quickly.
.Thats it, miss! The postmaster over
at lamar told me to look out fer i'm.
He's moved up hy'eh. and 1t amt FER
| no good. The words out that city
mans looking for something or some
body In these hills. And the mans
stayin' -
"Where7'
"At the huntin' club where folks
don't 70 no more. amt seen him.
but tn words passed. He's a city
| man and stranger and got little
| fella' that's been soldier into tn
army stayin' with i'm. thought 20,
| furriner was him, miss, honest to God
I did"
The incident amused Shirley, and she
laughed aloud. She had undoubtedly
gained information that Chauvenet had
gone forth to seek: she had-and the
thing was funny-served Chauvenet
we'll in explaining away his presence
| In the mountains and getting him out
| Of the clutches of the mountaineer,
while at the same time she was learn
| ing for herself the fact Of Armitage's
whereabouts and keeping It from Chau-
yenet. It was a curious adventure.
| and she gave her hand smilingly to the
mystifaed and still doubling mountains
eer.
81 Give you my word Of honor that
| neither man Is government 0f1cer
and neither one has the slightest In
terest in you. Will you believe ms7
81 reckon got to, Miss"
| "Good, and now, Mr.. Selfridge. it u
| growing dark, and want you to walk
down this trail with me until we come
to the Storm Springs road"
"I'n do it gladly, Miss"
| "Thank you. Now let US be oh."
| She made him turn back when they
reached point from which they could
look upon the electric lights Of the
Springs colony and where the big hc-
1 tel and its piazsas shone Ike . steam
chip q night. \ moment latsr Ohauvs'