The Washington herald., 1912-07-07
By ELLIS PARKER BUTLER
ILLUSTRATED BY E. c. LEONARDS

INTO tne aust. Tie stood mOtlOnleSS while she
completed another rabbit, the eager expec-
fancy with which she tasted it, and saw her
again burst into tears and empty the rabbit in
the dust. Instantly she plunged her hand into
the paper bag again, and Mr.. Wnch--who
famous rabbit -maker in his own town-was
about to step forward with advice, for he in
variably heated the beer before he put in the
cheese, when two rough-looking men burst from
the bushes at the opposite side of the road and,
springng upon the young woman seized her by
the arms.
In the hands Of the two men the young woman
could make but feeble resistance.
Now, then young woman" said one of the
men. 1T amt no use fighting. And it amt no
use weeping; Tears don't have no effect on u.s.
do they. Bill?"
Not mite. Jake" said the other. and it was
at this instant Mr.. Winch, swinging his stick
plunged into the road. The called Jake
sprang at him, and the two fell in the road
pounding each other vigorously. Mr.. Winch was
in fine condition for battle and he had fallen
on top Of his opponent, and might have won
but Bill jumped to aid his companion. The
instant her arm released the young woman
in the blue kimono turned and ran, and Mr.
Winch. seeking to give her time in which to
escape, wrapped his long around his two
assaulters and held on, Before they could sup
press him the young woman appeared again 1t
evident she had had small gasoline rum
about near at hand, for now she was seated in
it, and she passed at quite unlawful speed, the
wheels of her car crushing the silver chahng dish
as she passed and her blue kimono tapping out
behind the car like flag of defiance. Instantly
Mr.. Winch released his hug.
81 surrender" he said.
Grab him. Jake" said Bill. Look sharp
He's tough one. You go for that side and III
go for this side"
Without taking his eye off Mr.. Winch Jake
stopped and picked up the silver chatting dish,
which, in its fattened shape, made formidable
weapon, and Bill bent down and grasped the
beer bottle. 1t was bottle with patent porce-
lain stopper, and still half full of beer and
before Bill took it by the neck he carefully
closed the stopper.
snow, then" said Bill to Mr. Winch, "just
you wiggle your toes and see what happens
to you"
az do not mean to wiggle my toes" said Mr.
Winch.
you'll wiggle them and you'll squirm them
soon enough" said Jake roughly, when the
Judge gets through with you You'll hang; that's
what you'll do / dare say poor Hank is dead
by now. you low-down cow-poisoners"
Mr.. Winch sat up Indignantly and was about
to express his opinion of this outrage. but Bill
made motion with his hand and the two ruff
fans closed in on Mr. Winch, and before he
knew how it happened he standing between
them with his wrists stouty tied behind him
with red bandanna handkerchief
See here" said Mr.. Winch trying to speak
calmly, as Bill and Jake prodded him from be-
hind, forcing him to walk in the direction Of
the main road, this is all mistake; assure
you have not the slightest idea what this is
all about. ! admit assaulted you"
You don't have to admit it, we know it, don't
We Bill?" said Jake.