The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-10-17

u'eSE ShuuU like lie : luuoceut. usH'S
it: BESIDES. the officers are plumb
certain he's hanging around this show
some place. I'm not going TO l+, pes
tered with constitutes and detectives
from here to Indiana. let Inc tell you
that
I'm not willing to zee these men
get into trouble" David said steadily.
Give me time TO change my clothes
again. and you can call In the Off
GERS
Don't Ike fool exclaimed the
clown. A murmur Of protest arose
from the others.
Thomas A woman's voice was
canvas partition.
That's my wife, growled Brad
dock. II suppose she'll bc beggin' for
you too. What do you want:' The
question was roared through the can
vas.
Come here. please. | must speak
with you"
Change your clothes. boy he said
after Il moment Of iudccision. See
that he don't get away. you fellows.
If le gives you the slip I'll have
blood. and don't you forget it,
The man had been drinking. His
eyes were bl"Nlshnt and unsteady.
His face was bloated from the effects
of long and continued use Of alcohol.
Once on a time he had been a dushing.
boldly handsome fellow. There could
le no doubt of that--the sort of youth
that any romantic girl might have
fallen in love with. 4 wonderfully
vital constitution had projected his
body from the ravagcs Of self indnl-
gencc-thc constitution of Il great.
splendid human animal. In whom not
the faintcst sign "f, a once attractive
personality remained. There was no
refinement there. no mark OF good
breeding. What she had evidently
mistaken for the nobility of true mau
hood in her innocence and folly was
n" more than the arrogance OF splcn-
did health. This man had been beau
tiful in his day and frankly pleasing.
That was long before the thing that
was in his blood. and in the blood of
his father perhaps. had claimed do
mininn--thc mysterious thing which
inevitably registers the curse Of the
base born. so that no man may be de-
ceivcd.
\ heavy black mustache, lightly
touched with gray. shaded coarse,
rather sinister mouth. from the corner
Of which protruded an unlighted but
thoroughly chewed cigar. Thin red
lines formed Il network in his cheeks.
telling of the habits that had put them
there. On his forehead was a perpetual
scowl. line slashed between the eyes
as if laid there by n knife. The fen
lures were not irregular. but they
We're of the strength that denotes cul:
square and strong. heavily stubbled
with two days growth Of heard
Eyes that We're black and sullen stood
we'll out in their sockets A silk hat
tilted rakishly over his brow His
waistcoat was n loud brocade, his
nccltie Il single black band. knotted
once. There was Il great paste dia-
m"nd in his soiled shirt front.
AS the flap dropped behind him Gri-
naldi turned to the boy.
"Mebbe we can fix it with i'm She'll
put in II plea for You and so will Little
StArbright-that'S what is daughter is
called on the bills-if she gets chance.
Stay right ere. younsstcr. I've got to
go in for my girls act now. wish you
could see my girl. She's the queen OF
the mir and don't you forget it,
Outside Braddock was sloweriny
upon his wife. who faced him resolute-
ly. There never had been time when
she was afraid of this man. Even
though he had mistreated her shame
fully. he had never found the courage
to exercise his physical supremacy.
| Bradtock recognized and respected the
qualities that put her so far above him.
Not that he admitted them. even to him.
self That would have been fatal to
bis own sense Of justice. He merely
felt them. He could not evade the con
ditions for the reason that he was pow
erless to analyze the force that pro-
duced them. He only knew that some
how he meritcd the scorn in which she
held him. There were times when he
hated her for the very beauty of her
character. Then he cursed her in bleak,
dcSnairing rage. more against himself
than against her, but never without
afterward cringing in morbid contem-
plation of the sbudder it brought to
her sensitive face.
If any one had been so bold as to
accuse him of not loving her he would
have been crushed to earth by the brute
that WAS in him. On the other hand il
he were timorously charged with Low.
ing her. it would have been like him to
call the vcntnresome one a linr-and
mean 1t. too. in his heart
But five hundred is five hundred, u
he was repeating doggedly In opposi.
tion to her argument in behalf of the
boy. You don't know whether he's
guilty or not, Mary. Business Ia bad