The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1908-01-10

out and martial law declared, the
streets would become skirmish grounds.
The viglantes would rout them WITH
out question, for every citizen OF the
north would rally to their aid, and sucn |
men could not be stopped. The judge
xvould 20 down with the rest or the |
ring, and what would happen to-her!
He took down his Winchester, oiled
and cleaned 1t, then buckled on pelt
of cartridges. Still he wrestled Win
himself. He felt that he was being
ground between his loyalty to the vigil
lantes and his own conscience. Inc
girl was one Of the gang. he reasoned
she had schemed with them to betray
him through his love, and sne vas
pledged to the enc m8 N the world
whom he hated with &s1atical fury.
WHY should he think u her in this
hour? Six months back he would nave
looked with jealous eyes upon the right
| to lead the vigilantes, but this change
| that had mastered him-what was 1t!
| Not cowardice, nor caution. No. Yet.
being Intangible, it was none the less
marked, as his friends had shown him
an hour since.
He slipped out into the night. The
mob might do as 1t pleased elsewhere
hut no man should enter her house. He
found light shining from her parlor
window, and, noting the shade up
few inches, stole close. Peering
through. he discovered Strive and
Helen talking. He skunk back into
the shadows and remained hidden for
| a considerable time after the lawyer
left, for the dancers were returning
from the hotel and passed close by
When the last group had Chartered
away down the street, he turned to the
front of the house, and mounting thu
steps, knocked sharply. AS Helen ap
peared at the door, he stepped INSIDE
and closed 1t after him.
The girls hair lay upon her neck ant
shoulders in tumbled brown masses
while her breast heaved tumultuousl!
at the sudden, grim sight Of him
She stepped back against the wall, he
wondrous, deep gray eyes wide ant
) troubled. the blush Of modesty strug
Cling with the pallor of dismay.
The picture panied him like a knit
=, thrust. This girl was his bitteres
t enemy-no hope Of her was for him
e He forgot for a moment that she wa
e false and plotting, then, recalling i
s spoke as roughly as he might and sta
u ed his errand. Then the old man ha
appeared on the stairs above, speecf
n less with fright at what he overheard
{ It was evident that his nerves, so sor'
l, ly strained by the events of the pas
Q week. were now snapped utterly.
IS human soul naked and panic stricke
IS is no pleasant sight, so Glenister drol
IL ped his eyes and addressed the q
- again:
Don't take anything with you. Ju
4 dress and come with me"
I! The creature on the stairs abo'
~ stammered and suffered inquiringly
'e what outrage is this, Mr.. Glenl
~ ter?'
" 1.-THE people of Nome are up in arm
- and I've come TO save you. Don't ST.
u TO argue" He spoke impatiently.
"Is this some r-ruse to get me in
- your power?"
~ Uncle Arthur exclaimed the 2
ns sharply. Her eyes met Glenistel
VI and begged him to take no offense.
II don't understand this atroci'
", They must he madw walled the judt
~ "You run over to the jail, Mr.. Gle
lister. and tell Voorhees, to hui
=, guards here to protect me. Hel'
Us phone to the military post and 81
l'' the alarm Tell them the soldiers mi
- come at once"
. >, Hold onw said Glenister. "Ther
- no use of doing that-the wires
&c cut: and won't notify Voorhees,
en- can take care Of himself. l came
u,S help you, and If you want to esci
' you'll stop talking and hurry up
"I don't know what to do" said 81
=, man, torn by terror and indecisi
"You wouldn't hurt an old man, wo
YOU? Wait! I'll be down in II
ute"
,os He scrambled up the stairs, tripp
-o, ON his robe, seemingly forgetting
~, niece till she called up to him sharl
,te stop, Uncle Arthur! You mus
run away" She stood erect and de
.uo mined. You wouldn't do that. wo
he you? This is our house. You rel