Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1912-05-22
Ing but unresisting passive prisoner.

"And Armstrong" continued her
uncle.
mo, not even he"
81 came in time, thank God!" eiacu-
| lated Newbold.
By this time Armstrong had recov-
cred consciousness. To his other
| causes for hatred were now added cha
grin, modification, shame. He had
been overcome. He would have been
a dead man and by Newbold's hands,
if the others had not interfered. He
almost wished they had let his en-
envy alone. Well, he had lost every
thing but a chance for revenge on
them all.
"She has been alone here with this
! man in this cabin for month"; he
said thickly. 81 was willing to take
her in spite Of that, but
''He made that damned suggestion
before" cried Newbold, his rage re-
turning. 81 don't know who you
are"
''My name is Robert Maitland, and
I am this girls uncle"
"Well, if you were her father, I
could only swear"
''It isn't necessary to swear any
thing" answered Maitland serenely.
81 know this child, and 1 believe I'm
beginning to find out this man.
"Thank you, Uncle Robert" said
Enid gratefully, coming nearer to him
as she spoke. "No man could have
done more for me than Mr.. Newbold
has, and no one could have been more
considerate Of me. AS for you," she
turned to Armstrong, who now slowly
got to his feet, your insinuations
against me are on par with your
charges against the dead woman, be-
meath contempt"
what did he say about herr" asked
old Kirkby.
'You know my story?" asked New
bold.
eyes,"
HE said that my wife had been un-
| faithful to me-with him-and that he
had refused to take her back. Great
God!"
"And it was true" snarled Arm
strong.
1t was all Maitland could do to
check Newbolds rush, but in the end
| it was old Kirkby who most effectively
interposed.
"That's a damned lie," he said quiet
ly with his usual drawing voice.
"You can say So" laughed Arm
strong, "but that doesn't alter the
facts"
'And I can prove it." answered the
old man triumphantly
1t was coming, the secret that she
had tried to conceal was about to be
revealed, thought Enid. She made a
movement toward the old man. She
opened her mouth to bid him be silent
and then stopped. 1t would be USE
less she knew. The determination
was no longer hers. The direction Of
affairs had been withdrawn from her.
After all it was better that the unlov-
, ing wife should be proved faithful,
even if her husbands cherished mem
DRY Of her love for him had to be de-
stroyed thereby. Helpless she list
ened, knowing full we'll what the old
frontiersmans next word would be-
prove it," Knocked Armstrong.
"How?"
'By your own hand, out of your own
mouth, you dog" Numbered old Kirk
by. miss Enid, where are them let
ters I give you?"
I'll" faltered the girl, but there
was no escape from the keen glance of
the old man; her hand went 10 the
bosom of her tunic
Letters" exclaimed Armstrong.
What letters?"
These" answered Enid Maitland,
holding up the packet
Armstrong reached for them, but
! Eirkby again interposed.
NO, you DON'T" he said dryly.
Them amt for your eyes yet. Mr..
NeWbo-d, l found them letters on the
little shelf where your wife first struck
when she fell over onto the butte
where she died. l figured out her
dress was tore open there, and them
! letters she was carrying fell out and
lodged there. We had ropes an we
went down over the rocks that way.
I went first an picked 'em up. I new
er told nobody about it, an 1 never
showed EN- to a single human bein'
! until I give 'em to Miss Maitland at
the camp"
why nct?" asked Newbold, taking
he letters
There wasn't no good tellin' nobody
then, jest fer the sake O. stirrin up
trouble"
'But why did you give them to her
at last?"
because l was Altered she might
sall in love with Armstrong. I sup
rosed she'd know his writin', but wen
she didn't I just let her keep 'em
anyway. | knowed it'd all come out