The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1911-12-02

Get a rife and shoot these dogs.
Clean 'em out! Take two men and
ride this Irish imp across the river
where she belongs"
Presson hE never seen his old friend
In such q fury. He menaced the girl
with his lists as though about to for
get that she was woman. But she
did not retreat.
you've go, my orders, Kyle. !
stand behin,. them"
Without taking her eyes Off Thorn
ton the girl reached behind her and
jerked revolver from Its holster.
You shoot my dogs. Kyle, and I'll
shoot you" In her tones there was
pone Of the hysteria that usually
spices feminine threats. She was
angry, but her voice was grimly level.
She had the poise of one who had
learned to depend on her own resolute
spirit. The Old man lunged toward
her. hut Presson seized his arm.
"Thelismer." he protested. you are
going too far. don't know the girl
or what the main trouble is. but you're
acting like ten-year-old."
1helismer Thornton knew 1t. and
Il knowledge adj I'd to his helpless
rage. He pulled himself out Of Pres
sons grasp. He began to revile the
girl In language that made Presson
set his litt'e eyes open and purse his
round mouth.
"You don't understand" -oared the
duke. whirling on his friend. Presson
had faced him at last with protest
that stung. Il know it's no kind Of
talk to use to any one. I'm no ruff
fan. I'm ashamed to have to use II.
But the other kind don't work-not
with her. Land Pirate Kavanagh Is
welcome to the 10000 acres Of timber.
land that he sole from me. But
when his red head daughter proposes
to steal my grandson and laugh ut me
to my face while she's doing 1t she'll
take what have to give her II she
wants to stay and listen. Kyle. get
your men and run her across THE river
into her Canuck country. She isn't
even an American citizen. Luke. DO
you hear me, KyleT'
Presson saw that the girl was not
looking at her enemy then. From the
back Of her horse she could see far
Their up the road than they. She had
spied a horseman coming. She recog-
nized him. She uttered shrill call
that he understood, for he forced his
horse into gallop and came into the
yard before Thornton had gathered
himself to continue his TRADE. The
duke had seen his grandson almost as
soon rs she. and the passion went out
Of his face. He looked suddenly old
and tired and troubled.
There was an appeal In the gaze he
turned to his grandson. He stepped
forward.
Don't let her make any more trou-
BILE between us, Harlan, not till you
how She -
But the girl forestalled him. She
had fought her battle alone until he
came. She slid Off her horse and ran
across the yard. sobbing like child.
And now Presson saw how young she
was. On her horse, defiant almost to
the point Of impudence, she had a
manner that belied her years. But
when she fed to her champion she was
revealed as only little girl with
child's inpulsiveness In speech and
action. The young man slipped his
foot from a stirrup and held his hand
to her. She sprang to him. standing
in the stirrup.
"He called me wicked names. Har-
Ian. I was only trying to help you.
I wanted you to come. for ! thought
you ought to know. You've come.
knew you'd come. You won't let him
send you away. You'll not let him call
me those names ever again.
He gently swung her down, alighted
and faced his grandfather. He had
the stalwart frame OF Thelismer Thorn
ton and with It the poise Of youth,
clean limbed. bronzed and erect. He
flashed pair Of indignant brown eyes
Mt the old man. The duke recognized
the Thornton challenge to battle In the
sparkle Of those eyes.
Lets talk this over by ourselves,
Harlan" be advised. "Send the girl
along about her business. She has
messed things between rs badly
enough as 1t Is" y Z M 35t3 BIO
"Hnve you been talking to this poor
little girl as she tells me you have
tnlkedT demanded young Thornton.
narrowing his eyes. t1a8 n
"That Isn't the tone to use to me.
boy" warned the duke. There had
been appeal IN his face ana his voice
at the beginning. But this dIsloyalty
IN the presence Of the girl pricked him.
ats man to man Just now. sir. You
know how feel toward this little
friend of mine. II you have abused