Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1909-10-20

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"ohI Mr.. McCIoud, Have You Heard
the Terrible News?"
courage failed mel came here first.
Does she know, do you think? Blake
saw him fall from the saddle after he
was shot, and everybody ran away,
and Du Sang and two other men were
firing at him as he lay on the ground.
He could not possibly have escaped
with his life, Blake said; he must
have been riddled with bullets. Isn't
it terrible?" She sobbed suddenly, and
McCloud, stunned at her words, led
her to his chair and bent over her.
eff his death means this to you,
think of what it means to mel"
A food of sympathy bore them to-
gether. The moment was hardly one
for interruption, but the dispatcher's
door opened and Rooney Lee halted,
thunderstruck, on the threshold.
Dicksies hand disappeared in her
handkerchief McCloud had been in
wrecks before, and gathered himself
together unmoved. What is it,
Rooney"
The very calmness of the two at
the table Disconnected the dispatcher.
He held the message in his hand and
shuffied his feet. "Give me your dis
patch" said McCloud, impatiently.
Quite unable to take his hollow
nff lzcfn od.
vanced, handed the telegram to Nc
Cloud, and beat an awkward retreat.
McCloud devoured the words of the
message at a glance.
"Ah!" he cried, this is from Cor
don himself, sent from Sleepy Cat.
He must be safe and unhurt! Listen:
Three o. the Tower w men trailed into
Williams Cache In resisting arrest this
morning, Du Sang was wounded and is
dying tonight. Two prisoners, Karg and
Seagrue. G. S.
"Those are Gordons initials; it is
the signature over which he tele-
graphs me. You see, this was sent
last night long after Blake left. He
is safe; will take my life on it."
Dicksie sank back while McCloud
re-read the message. ooh, isn't that
relief?" she exclaimed. "But how can
it be-? I can't understand it at all;
but he is safe, isn't he? / was heart
broken when I heard he was killed.
Marion ought to know of this" she
said, rising II am going to tell her."
"And may 1 come over after tell
Rooney Lee to repeat this to head
quarters?"
"Why, of course, if you want to-"
When McCloud reached the cottage
Dicksie met him. Katie Dancing's
mother is sick, and she has gone
home. Poor Marion is all alone this
morning, and half dead with a sick
headache" said Dicksie. "But I told
her, and she said she shouldn't mind
the headache now at all"
But what are you going to do?"
81 am going to get dinner; do you
want to help?"
I'm going to help"
ooh, you are? That would be very
funny"
Funny or not, I'm going to help"
"You would only be in the way"
"You don't know whether 1 should
or not
81 know l should do much better ir
you would go back and run the rail-
/ road a few minutes"
"The railroad be hanged. am for
dinner"
But 1 will get dinner for you"
"You need not. 1 can get 1t for my
SELF"
You are perfectly absurd, and if
we stand here disDuting, Marion won't
have anything to eat"
They went into the kitchen disput-
ing about what should be cooked. At
the end of an hour they had two fires
going-one in the stove and one in
Dicksie's cheeks. By that time it had
been decided to have a luncheon in
stead of a dinner. Dicksie attempted
some soup, and McCloud found a strip
of bacon, and after he had cooked it,
Dicksie, with her riding-skirt pinned
up and her sleeves delightfully."- rolled
back, began frying eggs. When Marion,
unable longer to withstand the excite
ment, appeared, the engineer, flushed
with endeavor, was making toast
The three sat down at table togeth-
er. They found they had forgotten
! the coffee. but Marion was not allowed