The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1912-10-19
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navy blue frock, Sthe skirt of which
came below the, tops of her high laced
boots, approached, her eyes cleaning
with excitement
Where Is that boy p she asked, look
ing about In some anxiety. Gather,
| you should see him. He Is 50 different
| from the boys who follow f.
I'VE were just talking about him."
interrupted her father shortly. Hes
wanted by the police, so you see he
amt 30 different from the rest after
all. He's az
Don't, Tom" cried his wife.
Ia murderer" completed Braddock,
rolling his cigar from one side Of his
mouth to the other.
The girl stared at him for q moment,
dumbly. uncomprehendingly. Her lips
parted and her eyes grew very wide.
HE is the Jenison boy we were talk
ing about last night, dearie." said Mrs.
Braddock. II don't believe he COM
mitted that horrid crime"
II am sure he didn't am sure he
didn't" cried the girl impulsively. HE
is a gentleman, father. He Couldn't
Braddock hated to hear any one
| spoken Of as a gentleman.
whats that got to do with itY' he
demanded Gentleman, ehi You two
seem to think that these pretty gentle
men can't do anything wrong. Why.
they're rottener than nine-tenths Of
the blokes that follow this show, every
mothers son Of 'em. I'm sick Of hav-'
ing this gentleman business thrown
up to me. l suppose you think you're
better than the company you live with.
Let me tell you this, you're show peo-
Pile and nothin more. don't give a.
- who your people are; you're my
wife and my daughter. and that's all
there is to It. won't stand this sort
off,
Then he whrled about and matched
aside the flap, calling to the group Of
| acrobats.
"Come out here, you! Step lively.
I want to ask few questions. Where
the dew Say, haven't you got out Of
that suit YETI Why, you little scuttle,
I'll rip 1t of your back II you're not
out of It in two minutes. Hold on!
Come out here first"
| As Jenison walked past him the
proprietor gave him a violent cuff on
the side of the head. The boy, weak
and faint, reeled away. His face con-
vulsed with rage. Even while his
head swan, he pulled himself together
for leap at the man who had struck
the wanton, unexpected blow.
Braddock was huge enough and
strong enough to crush tho Infatuated
lad, but drink had made him a coward
at heart. He stopped over and picked
up an iron hinged stake from tho
ground.
With a little cry Of terror his daugh-
ter sprang forward and frantically
clutched the mans arm. Her mother
was no less active in staying him with
resoluts hands. Tho performers who
had followed David leaped In with
clinched lists, giarinG hatefully at
their employer.
Don't, fatherr' cried the girl.
-D-n him, he may have a gum"
exclaimed Braddock Hes used one
before"
"why did you strike mew cried
David hoagsely.
| Jaw, none o. that, now, none o.
thatr' snarled Braddock. taking a step
forward.
"why did you strike me?' repeated
the boy DULY.
"Calm yourself, my boy" Mrs.
Braddock kept repeating without rails
ing her voice, always low, tense, i'm
Polling.
The tears sprang b his eyes-tears
of rage and helplessness. With sob
he turned away and leaned his head
against the pole.
Mrs. Braddock was speaking quiet
ly, compassionately. I'VE must DO
careful" she said, mot 10 oppose him
too strongly. He ID not really heart
less. It is only his way" -
"Why did he strike meT again fell
from the lips Of the fugitive.
Grinaldi came hurrying in from the
ring. Behind him, peering over his
shoulder, was a black haired young
woman in pink tights and spangled
trunks. David was afterward to know
this handsome, black haired girl as
Ruby Noakes, the daughter Of Grinal-
di, otherwise Joey Noakes, and known
to the gaping world as Mile. Roxane,
the Flying Queen Of the Air.
Braddock saw at once that the old
clown was against him. With an ugly
imprecation he directed one Of the at
tendants to 60 to the main entrance
with instructions to bring Mr.. Blake
and his friend back to the dressing tent.
"Well see who's running this shown
he declared, taking a fresh grip on the
stake and rolling the dangling cigar
over and over between his teeth.
Hold on, Camp" said Grinaldi,
checking the attendant with a gesture.
"See ere, Tom" he went on earnestly,
"wot's the reason you won't give this
one an even chance with the othersT
"Stand aside, Christie" Braddock
said to his trembling daughter. Don't
get in the way. oh, I'm not going to
smash the cub, so don't worry. Here.
come away from him. I say-both Of