Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1911-10-25
CHAPTER XVII.

coIonsI Bill Hamilton Plays His Lone
Hand.
Young HaldAne's first duty was to
distribute matafcstos to the newspa-
pers as far az his copies permitted
Having discharged his errand, with
the one copy which he had reserved
for himself, no headed for home, hit
ting up tremendous pace as he
raced along the almost deserted
streets.
Before he had left to warn Gormly,
he had In few hasty words given
his sister an tnkling of what was
about to happen. He knew that she
would be awaiting the result of his
interview with an anxiety not to be
measured. In q short time, therefore,
he placed thu confession in her
hands. With straining eyes and throb-
bling heart the girl devoured the type
written pages.
Her feelings were q singular com.
pound Of varying emotions. Fer one
thing, there was relief that it was no
worse; for another, there was ad-
mirat1on at the boldness and courage
with which the man had grappled with
a desperate situation, the dexterity
and resource With which in perfect
honor and dignity he had extricated
himself from the dilemma In which
the opposition Mad sought to plunge
him, the magnificent audacity with
which he had faced the crisis and
dominated the Interview; lastly, there
was Keen, terrible pang of jealousy
and bitterness toward that other wom-
an. It was this last emotion that was
self re7ealing.
Eleanor Haldnne knew now that
she loved this man. She realized in
this unwilling at her heart that prob
ably she had soved him all the time:
that the other feelings and emotions
which he had stirred in her heart and
she had sought to characterize by diff
ferent words were now blended into
passion as great as his own.
She sat quite silently, staring at
the paper, reading the lines over and
over again, thinking her thoughts, un-
til her brother, who had absented him.
self for brief space, came back into
the room.
WELL" he said, what are you 60
ing to do?"
Twin you take note to him to-
night" she asked.
mot now,"' was the answer TITS
too late. begged him to 60 to bed
and try to get some rest. He will
need all his strength tomorrow"
But this night
Il don't care what it is, you can't
get it to him tonight. Besides that
isn't the best way"
The girl sat down at her desk.
picked ZIP pen and drew a sheet of
paper toward her. She OWNED what
was in her brothers mind. She knew
what would be the best way after all
as well as he. Well, she would do it!
Whist will father say?" she asked
half curiously.
HE will have enough to do explain.
ing his part in this transaction to say
anything about anything else."
"You don't think that he"
II am sorry to say it." answered
young Haldane gravely; "but it was
father who gave me the clue, you
know, and am dead certain that the
whole ring have put the chief of po-
lice up to his dirty work"
He Turned away as he spoke and
hung lis head in shame. Eleanor
Haldane had already gone through
the fires, and to her overwrought soul
It seemed that no further humiliation
could he brought upon her.
Maybe" she said at last, forcing
herself to speak with trembling lips
and sinking heart, ''he won't care
after"
Don't be a fool, sis!" said her
brother roughly, yet not unkindly. "He
cares more for you now than any
thing on earth except his election,
and I don't know but that he would
even let that slide"
a HE wouldn't" was the answer.
THAT Gay at Louise Stewards, father
offered me to him II he would not