Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1912-03-07

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ton"
Let Us not discuss the case fur
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There was . difference misun-
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES n rupture Mr.
Bennett rode away in q psrplexed
mood. and Miss Nyra looked after him
and said to herself that II was such
men as he, acting as Jurors, who sent
innocent men to the chain-gangs az
carslessly as they shot quail.
Her father had suggested that she
take some other road whom riding
about, and she would heed the sugges-
ton, but she found herself more in
earnest about the gentlemanly convict
that she cared to be. She was almost
startled to find herself wondering II
she could not aid him to escape.
For three days Miss Myra did not
ride out at all. Then the runebout
traversed another road. The return
might be made by the turnpike. on
the side Of which the convicts were
working. She would decide that point
later on. At Ave miles from home the
vehicle stopped that It's owner might
gather q bouquet Of roses. She was
culling here and there, and no one was
IN sight up or down the road As far
as she could see, when the baying Of q
bloodhound again reached her ears.
That bay meant that another convict
had made a break for liberty. Was Il
H..
There was a ferVent wish that 1t was.
and that he would succeed In making
his escape. The bayinE was faint at
nrst, but It came nearer and nearer.
Now and then there was a silence.
showing that the hound had lost the
trail, but he always picked It up again
and came on. The girl stood facing the
dense forest on her right, and waa
soon trembling. The fugitive must be
coming her way.
Crashing sounds under the trees. and
then a mana convict-her hero
broke cover not thirty feet away. As
he sprang across the highway he
caught sight of the girl and the We
hicle and turned and came towards
them.
Are you escaping? Is the hound
after your" cried Miss Myra.
Yes, yes-he's after mel"
Then jump in here, quicki"
She acted on impulse. Not a mo-
ment was given to thought She was
away with the fugitive three min.
utes before the hound broke cover and
lost the trail at the highway and set
up howl Of disappointment The
runabout was pushed TO its highest
speed.
Not word between the girl and
the man. He was breathing hard from
his run and looking back, and she was
looking ahead and picking out the
road. When over a hill and mile
away she slowed down a bit and
turned to the convict to ask:
Where do you want to go? Where
will you be safe?"
Keep going" he ordered with a
growl in his throat that startled her
But I asked you"
Shut up and keep up the speed or
I'll twist that pretty neck of yours"
That from the gentlemsnly convict,
The girl had said there wasn't hard
line in his face. She turned to It now
and saw face that made her shudder.
There was triumph, desperation, fear
and craft there.
Faster! Faster! Damn It, girl, do
you want me to be oVertaken! 1t looks
like It and"
He tore her hand from the steering
gear, passed an arm around her waist,
and with q heaVe sent her into the
roadside ditch. He may have known
how to run the machine, but 1t crashed
into the fence q hundred rods ahead
and he took to the woods.
Mr.. Lee Bennett came riding that
way. He might call at the Graham
mansion or not. He would decide
when he got nearer. He saw and idsn-
tilted the wrecked runabout. He
looked around for its owner, and he
saw her sitting and weeping beside