The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1912-08-17
BIZ RANDALL [PAs.R7sT
COPYRIGHT. 1902 BY A. c, MecLuRG & co.

haS been driven 10 actS Of violence by
tile conditions ot birth He p,SscsScs
ali the feelings natural To humanity
and Is here new in peace. viii you
listen 10 me- VIII you hear the story!
"lrS. slowly, almost reluctantly. II
will listen but-but make him stand
where he is r.
He shall not move until | am done.
Miss Jean. and ! can explain all III
few words You had scarcely left me
alone when this door was pushed open
ana ! saw reflected in the mirror there
the awful face Ot that woman VINO
seems Ia haunt This house. | sprang
toward her. hut trlpped and fell. so
that when | reached the hail she had
vanished | searched every room on
the floor vainly. Although my own es.
cape depended on my getting away at
once. did not dare leave you com
paratively alone here with that crea-
ture at large. | found y 'r.en on
guard below and SET forth myself to
explore the tunnel once more. Halt
way through | met Daniels. 1t doesn't
between us down there. nor how he
came TO be- there. but told him about
this woman-that you. as we'll as |,
rad seen her. and be wanted to ask
you something, Will you answer himT
She looked at the man. wetting he,
lips her eyes opened wide in Devil
uerment.
Yes" she said. ~ will answer"
Daniels spoke with difficulty.
Wal. miss he said. forcing hin
words out. II reckon yer don't think
none too much o. me. an | 'spect |
hev done some pretty blame mean
things. but they weren't darn bit
meGner than what's been done ter me.
When Went off ter Their war | he'd
a cabin Up on Lost Crick. whar
thought IL was safe. an | left Il wife
an three kids thar awaitn' my comiu
back. Las night l got chance ter
ride thet way. an | found some hell
hounds he'd burnt Their cabin. an either
murdered Their woman an Their kids.
or else drove 'em inter Their hills. |
couldn't cit no trace o them high er
low. an naturally laid 1t up agin your
people Now. miss. maybe I'm tough.
but I'm man enough ter care heap
fer MY wife an tber kids ist ther
snnie. an | started out ter find what
he'd become q them. Thet's what
fetched me we're. an come 6ghtin'
mad reckon yer know what we
uns are in Their mountings. an how
hard we hate. Wal. never hated no
worse than | do now"
Mr. Daniels" she broke in. ~ have
been taught to fear you. but am not
afraid now" and she looked quickly
from his free into mine. You seem
to think that ve-that lem Donald
has burnt rnur cabin driven your fam
lis out: but II ~ not so know II Is
not so. II rnl Just ms sorry M any
one to bear this indeed am. for
have met your wife. She-Slie was
kind TO me once. years ago.
The man cliol.ed. much Of The stern.
ness gone from his hngcnrd face
Yes. she told me- bout Ihet nm 1t
was because you'd know her thet
kim we're ter question yer Their leften'
ant saws ron saw thcr woman who
has been murdeIin in this house. W
yer did. want yer ter tell me Their
truth was 1t Maria?'
Yes. II saw the face" she an
swered. shuddering The very mem
DRY seemed painful. An awful face.
scarcely human II was white and
hnggard. with wild black eyes and
wisps Of gray hair dangling on either
side. II seemed to me- like vision ~
hate. md ] cannot Danish the recollec-
ton from my mind But-hut ] never
saw that face before-never: rs Coo
hears me. II was moi your wife"
A long moment the mountaiue%
looked lat her, apparently seekingithe
truth in the girls eyes. then be cot
lapsed into the chair. sbuddering as he
buried his face In his hands.
could scarcely realize the truth
that this grim mountaineer,. savage In
cruel Instinct. utterly devoid OF hu-
man tenderness. responsive only to