The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1911-03-16


T beg you to excuse me, Mr. Bul
iaire,"
Whether Fred went away or sal
down and resolved to become an angel
is really not known. lie managed
somehow to live through Il and so
ciety didn't notice any great falling
on ia weight and appetite.
Ii was three months after he had
received his congo and his boxing
master had said that he was in ex.
cellent condition when he motored out
Westchester way to-see an old chum
On that very day Miss Agnes Win.
ters had started out IN her runabout
alone for bit Of spin The two had
not met since that evening For a
month afterwards she had been up
held by conscience. Then still. small
voice began to trouble her by asking
II she hadn't been too hard on Fred
She had almost come to the conclusion
that she had and she wanted to be out
IN the air and alone 10 settle the
question with herself
After a smooth run OF two miles
the runahout came TO bait. They
do that sometimes Then it is clear
" the duty Of the driver to find out
why and 60 an again MISS Winters
was finding out why when three men
from the buches rushed out on her
She was wearing diamond at her
throat and they had right to be-
lieve that her gloves concealed valu-
able rings.
Enter Fred Bellaire on the scene
He wasn't aching to be a hero, but it
was forced on him. His auto came
up in such clond OF dust that he
didn't at first recognize the girl who
was screaming and battling. The
three men threw her aside to meet
the rescuer They were q tough trio.
In place Of running away they stood
TO make a fight OF it, MiEs Agnes
climbed back into her car and Fred's
chauffeur crouched down behind the
wheel like the cur he was.
The toughs must be given credit for
fairness. Had they rushed Fred he
must have gone down, but they didn't.
They gave him time to peel OF coat
and waistcoat and then one Of them
stepped forward with fists up. In 80
seconds he was down and out. The
second one lasted about minute
Good" exclaimed the third as he
came forward You are great little
man Its months since had scrap
and I'm thankful you came along It's
rules to govern and may
the best man win If that driver OF
yours hasn't swallowed his teeth let
him act as timekeeper"
Did Miss Agnes jump out and run
down the road screaming? Did she sit
.here with her hands over her face?
Not quite She sat there open-eyed
and watched the prettist little scrap
that ever took place on a highway
Fred never looked her way. even dur
Ing the rest between rounds. The two
men who had been knocked out re-
covered IN due time and sat up and
the fun
The fight was as fair as a ring bat
tie. the contestants giving and taking
and smiling as they got in or received
a blow The light Of battle was in
their eyes and the joy OF contest In
their hearts and the girl sat there and
uoted every move Five six-seven
she even counted them,
though she never would admit It aft
arwards And then, just at the close
Of the eleventh. round, Fred settled
matters with a blow on the point OF
the chin and be stood putting and
blowing and leaning against the wheel
of his auto while the man slept for a
few seconds and then awoke TO nod TO
HIS fellows Then the three dlsap-
peared When they had disappeared
The girl called out
Fred. please come hereiH
''Yes?' he answered as he ad-
I'll think have undergone a
change OF heart. shall be pleased to
have you call this evening. Never
mind your black eye and skinned
nosel"
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