Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1912-04-18
lHGHlLACE OF COURAGE
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been overcome. He would have beer
q dead man and by Newbolds hands
II the others had not interfered. H.
almost wished they had let his en-
envy alone. Well, he had lost every
thing but chance for revenge on
them all.
"She has been alone here with this
man In this cabin for month" he
said thickly. II was willing to take
her in spite Of that, but"
"He made that damned suggestion
before" cried Newbold, his rage re.
turning. Il don't know who you
are"
my name is Robert Maitland, and
! am this girls uncle"
"Well, If you were her father, !
could only swear"
1T isn't necessary to swear any
thing" answered Maitland serenely.
II know this child. and believe I'm
beginning to find out this man."
Thank you, Uucle 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 a 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.
yes"
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.
It was all Maitland could do to
check Newbold's rush, but in the end
It was old Kirkby who most effectively
:anterposed.
"'That's damned lie." he said quiet
ly with his usual drawling voice.
You can say So" laughed Arm
strong, "but that doesn't alter the
facts"
"And I can prove It," answered tho
old man triumphantly.
1t was coming, the secret that she
had tried to conceal was about to be
revealed, thought Enid. She made
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affairs had been withdrawn from her.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 men,
ory of her love for him had to be de-
stroyed thereby. Helpless she list
ened. knowing full we'll what the old
frontfersman's next word would be.
prove it," Knocked Armstrong.
."How?"
"By your own hand, out Of your own
mouth, you dog" thundered old Kirk
by. Miss Enid, where are them let
ters give you?"
T-I-" faltered the girl, but there
was no escape from the keen glance OF
the old man; her hand went to the
bosom of her tunic.
Letters" exclaimed Armstrong.
what letters?"
"These," answered Enid Maitland.
holding up the packet.
Armstrong reached for them, but
Klrkby again interposed.
mo, you DON'T" he said dryly.
"Them amt for your eyes yet. Mr..
Newbold, 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.
went first an picked 'em up. l nev-
er told nobody about 1t, an l never
showed 'em to a single human bein'
until l give 'em to Miss Maitland at
the camp"
"Why not?" asked Newbold, taking
the letters.
There wasn't no good tellin' nobody
then, jest fer the sake O. stirrin' up