The New era-leader. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1911-1912, 1911-10-27

Al az urned TO ne DOWN ne TOOK hold
u the saddle belonging to Hawley's
horsef In the unhuckled holster his
rye observed the siimmer OF q bit of
white paper. He drew IT forth. and
gazeds at 1t unthinkingly. 1t was ain
e envelope. robbed of its contents. eyt
IDENTIFY not sent through the mails, IS
III had not been stamped. hut across
III face was plainly written. Miss
Christie Maclaire.. He stared at II.
bis lips frm set. his gray eyes dark
ening. If he possessed any doubts
before as to her identity. they were
all thoroughly dissipated o So
As he lay there. with head pillowed
on the saddle, his bodH aching from
fatigue yet totally unable to sleep.
staring open-eyed into the blue Of the
sky. the girl they had left behind
awoke from uneasy siumber. aroused
by the entrance of Mrs. Murphy. For
an instant she failed TO comprehend
her position. but the strong brogue
Of the energetic iandlady broke In
sharply: 4ea8v
"A bit av q cup nv coffee fer We.
honey" she explained, crossing to the
bed. aShure an there's nuthin' loike
1t when We first wake up. Howly
Mither. but it's toird 'nough We do be
lookin' yet.' ID
7 haven't slept very we'll the giri
confessed, bringing her hand out from
beneath the ~coveriet. ths locket still
tightly clasped In her finger. See 4
found this ON the floor last night after
you had gone down stairs"
"Ye did" setting the coffee on 81
convenient chair. and reaching out for
the trinket. Let's have q look ct II
once. Angels nv Hiven, IL II isn't the
same the OF Gineral was shown, me
In the party"
The other sat up suddenly, her
white shoulders and rounded throat
cleaning,
"Ths old General. you said? What
Generalf When was he heFe?"
"Shurs now, be aisy, honey, an ORR
tell We all there IL to It. It's not hts
name OF know; maybe OF niyer heard
till av II, but twas the 'Gineral' they
called him. all right. s He was here
maybe three days outfttin'-a noice
spoken OF gintlemin. wild q gray beard.
an. onc't he showed me the locket-
b the powers. II II do be his. there's
an openin' to It. an q picter inside"
The girl touched the spring. reveal.
ing the face within, but her eyes were
blinded with tears. The landlady look-
ed at her In alarm. a
what II Il, honeyf What is 1T
Did you know himf"
The slender form swayed forward.
shaken with sobs.gh
He was my father, and--and this IL
my mothers picture which he always
carried" aaF4sN
Then what 10 your nameg" ma
Hope Waite"
Kats Murphy looked It the face half
hidden In the bed-clothes. That was
not the name which Keith had given
her. but she had lived on the border
too long to be inquisitiye. The other
lifted her head, Ringing back her
loosered hair with one hand. a
mr.. Keith dropped II" she exclaim-
ed. Where do you suppose he got it?r
Then she gaye . quick. startled cry.
her rel opening wide In horror. The
Cimmaron Crossing. the murder at the
Cimmaron Crossing. He---he told me
about that: but he never showed me
this-this. Do you-do you think
Her voice failed. hut Kate Murphy
gathered her into her arms.
Cry here, honey she said. as II to
> child. YShure an 0fm teliin' ye II
niysr was Jack Keith what did itr--
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