Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-06-25
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'@w1nnsome Croche demands the
death Of her fathers murderer!"
Nathaniel felt his companions
shoulders sinking under his weight
and he leaped quickly to the floor.
'Winnsome is there!" he painted
desperately. do you want to see
herr"
Neil hesitated.
mo. Your boots gouge my Shout
der. Take them off"
The scene had changed when Ma
thaniel took his position again. The
jury had left its platform and was
filing through small door. VIM
some and the king were alone.
The girl had turned from him. She
was deathly pale and yet she was
wondrously beautiful, so beautiful that
Nathaniel's breath came in quick
dread as tho king approached her. He
could see the triumph in his eyes, q
terrible eagerness in his face. He
seized Winnsome's hand and spoke
to her in soft, low voice, so low that
it came to Nathaniel only in MUIR
muir. Then, in moment, he began
stroking the shimmering glory of her
hair, caressing the silken .curls be-
tween his fingers until the blood
seemed as If It must burst like hot
sweat from Nathaniel's face. Sudden
ly Winnsome drew back from him, the
pallor gone from her face, her eyes
blazing like angry stars She had re-
treated but step when the prophet
sprang to her and caught her in his
arms, straining her to him until the
scream on her lips was choked to a
gasping cry. In answer to that cry
yell of rage hurled itself from Nathan
iePs throat.
stop, you hell-hound!" he cried
threateningly. Stop"
He shrieked the words again and
again, maddened beyond control, and
the Mormon king, whose self-posses-
sion was more that of devil than man,
still held the struggling girl in his
arms as he turned his head toward
the voice and saw Nathanieps long
arm and knotted fist threatening him
through the hole In the wall. Then
Neils name in piercing scream re-
sounded through the dungeon corridor
and in response to it the man under
Nathaniel Strengthened himself SO
quickly that his companion fell back
to the floor.
Great God! what is the matter,
Nat? Quick! let me up!"
Nathaniel staggered to his feet, the
breath half gone out of his body. and
in another instant Neil was at the
opening. The great room into which
he looked was empty.
What was it?" he cried, leaping
down. What were they doing with
Winnsome?"
at was the king" said Nathaniel.
struggling to master himself. "The
king put his arms around Winnsome
and-she struck him!"
THAT was alp"
"He kissed her as she fought-and
I yelled"
'She struck him!" Neil cried. God
bless little Winnsome. Nat! and-God
bless her!"
Neils breath came fast as he caught
the others hand.
I'D give my life If could help you
and Marion!"
We'll give them together" said Ma
thaniel coolly, turning down the cor
ridor. Here's our chance. They'll
come through that door to relock us
in our cell. Shall we die fghting?"
He was cropping about in the mud
Of the floor for some object.
IF we had couple of stones"
TT would be madness-worse than
madness!" interposed Neil, steadying
himself. "There will be a dozen
rifles at that door when they open
it. We must return to the cell. It is
worth dying a harder death to hear
from Marion and Winnsome. And we
vii! hear from them before night"
They retreated into the dungeon.
A few minutes later the door open
cautiously at the head of the CORR
dor. A light blazed through the black
ness and after an interval Of silence
the jailer made his appearance in
front of the cell, pistol in his hand.
Don't be afraid, Jeekum." said Neil
reassuringly. you forgot the door
and we've been having a little fun
with the Jury. That's ALL"
The nervous wilderness left Jee- I
kum's face at this cheerful report and
he was about to close the door when
Nathaniel exhibited handful Of gold
pieces in the candle-light and frantic
ally beckoned the man to come in.
The jailer's eyes glittered understand
ingly and with backward glance
down the lighted corridor he thrust
his head and shoulders inside.
Five hundred dollars for that
note!" he whispered. Give hundred
beside the four you've got!"
"Jeekum's q fool!" said Neil, as the
door closed on them. II feel sorry for
him"
"Why?"
because he is accepting the money.
Don't you suppose that you have been !
searched? OF course you have-prob- !
ably before came, while you were
half dead on the floor. Somebody
knows that you have the gold"
"'Why hasn't It been takenY
, For full minute Neil made no an
swer. And his answer. when it did
come, first Of al was laugh.
by Georgia, that's good!" he cried
exult1ngly. "Of course you were
searched-and by Jeekum! He knows,
but he hasn't made q report Of It to