Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1912-10-04


Fl, but I'm going with your
she said positively.
Like thief too! could
not permit that, you know.
Just stop and think how awkward Tor
you It would be il we were caught n.y.
ing together"
'Birds Of a feather. It might have
been worse If you had not disposed OF
Swallow"
'T must tell you what a genuine
brick you are. II they overtake us 1t
viii give me the greatest delight in the
world to fight the whole posse for your
sake"
AFTER that do you wonder I want
10 20 with you?" she whispered. And
Crosby would have fought hundred
men for her.
The marshal and his men were now
following Mr.. Austin and the lantern
toward the barn, and the road was
quite deserted Mrs. Delaney and
crosby started of rapidly In the direc-
ton Of the town. The low rumble OF
distant thunder came to their ears, and
ever and anon the western blackness
was family illumined by flashes OF
lightning. Neither of the fugitiyes ut
tered a word until they were far past
the gate.
by George, Mrs. Delaney, we are
forgetting one important thing.' said
Crosby. They were striding along
swiftly arm In arm. They'll dscov-
er our fight, and the railway station
will be just where they'll expect to
find U.S.
"Oh, confusion! We can't so to the
station, can WEI"
1--WE can, but Wen be captured with
humiliating ease"
'T know what we can do. Scott
Higgins is the tenant on my farm, and
he lives half q mile farther from town
than Austin. We can turn back to his
place, but we will have to cut across
one Of Mr.. Austin's fields"
Charming. We can have the salts
faction of trampling on some Of Mr..
Austin's early wheat crop. Right about.
facet But, incidentally, what are we
to do after we get to Mr.. Higgins? p
They were now scurrying back over
the ground they had just traversed.
"Oh, dear me, why should we think
about troubles until we come to them:'
81 wasn't thinking about troubles.
I'm thinking about something to eat
"You are intensely unromantic. But
Mrs. Higgins Is awfully good. She
will give us eggs and cakes and milk
and coffee and-everything. Won't it
be jolly?'
Five minutes later they were plung-
ing through a field of partly grown
wheat In what she averred to be the
direction Of the Higgins home. 1t
was not good walking, but they were
Young and strong and very much in
terested in one another and the adven-
ture.
Hello! What's this? A river!' he
cried as the swish of running waters
came to his ears.
"Oh, isn't it dreadful? I forgot this
creek was here, and there is no bridge
nearer than a mile. What shall we
do? See, there is a light in Higgins
house over there Isn't it disgusting?
] could sit down and cry"' she walled.
In the distance q dog was heard bark
ing fiercely, but they did not recognize
the voice Of Swallow. A new trouble
confronted them.
Remember how Eliza crossed the ice
with the bloodhounds in full trail. Do
you know how deep and wide the
creek tsp
Its tiny bit of a thing, but it's
wet" she said ruefully.
"I'n carry you over" And mo-
ment later he was splashing through
the shallow brook, holding the 1.-the,
warm figure of his client high above
the water AS he set her down upon
the opposite bank she gave pretty
sigh of satisfaction and naively told
him that he was very strong for a
man in the last stages Of starvation.
Two or three noisy dogs gave them
the first welcome, and Crosby sageiy
looked aloft for refuge. His compan-
ion Quoted the dogs. however. and
- the advance on the squat farmhouse
was made without resistance. The
visitors were not long in acquainting
the good natured and astonished
Young farmer with the situation. Mrs.
Higgins was called from her bed and
in a iiffy was bustling about the kitch-
en-, from which soon fioated odors SO
tantalizing that the refugees could
scarcely suppress the desire to rush
forth and storm the good cook in her
castle.
"It's mighty lucky you got here when
YOU did. Mrs. Delaney" said Higgins.
peering from the window. Looks s
! If It might rain before long. We amt