Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1912-02-03

ueut went out III tue upper room, "
nand pulled In the scarf. and the win.
dow slid up few cautious inches.
There was some low toned parleying;
then the man strobe around the rear OF
the house and disappeared. Some
where n door was softly opened and
shut. Anne Rugged herself and fidget.
ed All. there they were at lastl The
two figures. hand In hand. issued from
the shadows back OF the house.
Where did you leave the auto.
Gcorge:" was waited TO her in pant.
ing breaths as they whisked past.
Down the hill 10 that first hollow.
Hanson's waiting for US" explained
this gallant Lochinvar. and or they
went ON the trot In trice Anne
was darling along the path toward her
touring car at the gate.
skeletons out OF the closetl" she
giggled beneath her breath. What
would you give. Mr.. Andrew Rowland.
TO have me chase II back?' She
paused irresolutely. glnncing back.
"Oh. well. my lord. since you won't
Eiuut uhe IVY iutctfat" Ahuos NSh'S"s
myself with your angel child's elope-
ment. Here goes!"
She was about to leap into the car.
but stopped short with cry Of dismay.
"rhe gasoline! oh. perdition. forgot!
ought TO have filed II. Now. where's
that can?"
Cropping frantically In the back OF
the car. she finally extracted from the
chaos OF the tool kit can of gasoline
and began nm impetuous assault upon
It's stopper The next moment she
was crouching low In the shadow of
the car. for her ear had caught the
scurry OF returning footsteps and the
murmur OF excited voices. which SEEM
ed to indicate that the course OF trua
love was still running In jerks.
"oh. George. are you sure you told
him to wait there?" came the girls
agitated voice. Dear, dear. what shall
we do II he's drunk again and gone
back 10 town."
I'm break his cursed head for him
when catch him!" fumed George.
Dear. what II papa should come"
moaned Miss Rowland George. we'll
have to walk to the city. Come on;
It's only four miles. Why-why. there
II Is. There's the car at the gate.
Why didn't we look there before? Run
quick"
II was not In Anne Cullom 10 hest
tate when action was possible. She
scrambled to her feet and. composing
her features 10 accommodate an ex-
preston OF mild and sernphic astonish-
ment. faced the fugitives scrcnely as
they came painting up. With smoth
cred shrek Miss Betty promptly back
ed into the arms of MFR. George Ger
maine Bracket. Jr.
""risn't yours at all. GEORGE she
gasped.
Good evening"" said Anne sweetly.
rs anything the matterf"
''We've-we've lost a motorcar.' Wo-
manlike. Miss Betty was the first to
recover. 1T was 10 wait for us, but
I'm afraid the chauffeur's mIsunder
stood and gone of without US. and we
simply must get 10 town tonight. oh.
won't you let US have your car? George
will pay you anything you ask-any.
thing. Won't you. George"
George stood TO his guns valiantly.
Yes. and I'll have man bring 1t back
to you the minute we get to town. You
will have II back In half an hour
THAT sounds straight" admitted
Anne cautiously. but you never can
tell never lend my car 10 any but
persons Of = or = acknowledged good
character That was good one for
Rafferty, she added mentally. II was
Raffertys car
Jump In. Betty: we'll take II any
way" The groom was already laying
possessive hands on the motor.
II seem to have no choice" Anne
was enjoying herself tremendously.
Anne watched them TIL they were
well under way. feeling very much as
though she had at last found lever
long enough TO swing the world. Then
she few back to the house and gave
the front bell violent pull.
II must see Senator Rowland In
stantly, DO you hear-instantly? It's
matter of life and deathr'
Her yehcmence must have carried
conviction. for the aperture OF the door
widened cautious six inches. and the
stolid domestic backed on few feet
in nngracious invitation. Suddenly
from the far end OF the hall deep.
testy voice doomed out: "a matter Of
life and death. eh? Humph, What's
a matter OF life and deathY'
Anne's heart pounded little I'M
evenly as she stepped forward and
confronted the man whose name was
on eyerybody's lips.
MY name Is Anne Cullom." She
went straight 10 the point. II hate TO
butt in. but ! thought you'd like to
know that your daughter Is about 10
elope with n young man she calls
George"
my daughter, Whnt the devil