The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1911-03-02

VI.
III you understood these things you
know"
But | don't and don't want TO.
When you enter the ring will II be as
Battling Bellaire, or WHAT"
Agnes. you are altogetH9 or too Sc.
we're and old-fashionej. | have seen
the mayor Of the city at a club fight.
and he enjoyed every round of it.
Your own father"
MY father is not under discussion.
sir, and there is no more to discuss. |
must answer no to your proposal and
hope that you will make a change for
the better in your life"
Say now, Agnes, you cant mean
It! Just because a fellow"
81 beg you to excuse me, Mr. Bull
laire!"
Whether Fred wen' away or sat
down and resolved to become an angel
is really not known. lie managed
somehow to live through It and so.
ciety didn't notice any great falling
off in weight and appetite.
1t 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 zee an old chum.
On that very day Miss Agnes Win.
ters had started out in her runabout
alone for bit of a spin. The two had
not met since that evening. For
month afterwards she had been up.
held by conscience Then'a still, small
voice began to trouble her by asking
if 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 to settle the
question with herself
After a smooth run OF two miles
the runabout came to a halt. They
do that sometimes Then 1t is clear
ly the duty Of the driver to find out
why and go an again. Miss Winters
was finding out why when three men
from the bushes rushed out on her.
She was wearing a diamond at her
throat and they had a right to be-
lieye that her gloves concealed yalu-
able rings.
Enter Fred Bellaire on the scene!
lie wasn't aching to be a hero, but 1t
was forced on him. His auto came
up in such a cloud 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 a tough trio.
In place Of running away they stood
to make a fight OF It, Miss Agnes
climbed back into her car and Fred's
chauffeur crouchod 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 so
seconds he was down and out. The
second one lasted about a minute.
Good" exclaimed the third as he
came forward. you are a great little
man. It's months since / had n scrap
and I'm thankful you came along. It's
Queensberry rules to govern and may
the best man win. II that driver Of
yours hasn't swallowed his teeth let
him act as timckooper"
Did Miss Agnes jump out and run
down the road screaming? Did she sit
there with her hands over her face?
Not ar .. She sat there opcn.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
watched the fun.
The fight was as fair as 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
InNII llNIIn anu IlIt SUI tttN NAl'lN tAAiN
poted every move. Five -slX-seven
rounds. She even counted them,
though she never would admit It aft
erwards. And then, just at the close
of the eleventh round, Fred settled
matters with a blow on the point Of
the chin and he 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 disap.
peared. When they had disappeared
the girl called out;
Fred please come here!"
"Yes?" he answered as he ad-
vanced
Il think | have undergone a
change Of heart. ! shall be pleased TO
have you call this evening, Never
mind your black eye and skinned
nose!"