The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-12-07

He came to my assistance before any
one else arrived. | think he dropped
from the sky"
Ruby Noakes closed her eyes sud
denly TO hide the telltale CLEAN that
had leaped into them. She knew that
Dick Cronk was fighting for her, and
her alone.
II saw him just now" she said aft
er a moment. HE didn't have a
scratch, and he is perfectly mad with
joy over the whole thing
'He could fall out of a balloon and
not even get a lump on his head, that
Teller could" grumbled the eontortion-
list. who had two very black eyes and
several Jumps"
Braddock. partially sobered by the
serious consequences likely to arise
from the riot. spent an uncomfortable
day in the town. The circus manager
succeeded in halfway convincing the
authorities that his people had been set
upon and were in no way responsible
for the ARRAY. Threats of suit against
the town for damages had the desired
effect: the authorities were eager to let
the aggregation depart.
But in that sanguinary conflict Da-
vid Jenison had won more than his
spurs. These volatile. impressionable
people. in disdain for their own posi-
lions in life. We're saying. Blood will
tell" Down to the lOwliest mental the
sentiment regarding him underwent a
subtle but noticeable change. He was
no longer the guileless outsider. He
was exalted even among those who
once had scoffed.
AnXiey, worry and a mighty craving
for eXOneratiOn. with a glorious return
to the land of his people, triumphant in
his innocence. We're telling on the
proud high spirited youth. A gaunt-
ness settled in his face. There was a
hungry, wistful look in his eyes. His
ever winning smile responded less read
lily than before. Sharp lines began to
reveal themselves. Ranking his nostrils.
His heart was bitter. The weeks had
brought him to a fuller realization of
the horrid blight upon his fair name.
He had COME to see the wreck in all its
cold, brutal aspects. The realization
that he was a haunted. branded thing,
with a price on his head. sank deeper
and deeper into his soul. Hunted.
Chased as a criminal He, a Jenison
of Virginia,
Nor was he permitted at any time to
feel that he was safe from arrest.
Thomas Braddock. savagely disappoint-
ed ON that shameful night, made life
miserable for the young clown. Only
a sodden hope that there was still a
chance TO secure the treasure kept him
from actually doing bodily harm to
David. TO such an extent that he
might be forced TO leave the show.
The proprietor was sinking lower
and lower in the mire of dissolute-
ness. There was no longer II pre-
tense of sohriety. He drank with vi
eious disregard for the common as
poets of decency. He was ugly, quar-
relsome. ~resentful of any effort on the
part of his friends Il guide him out of
the slough in which he was losing him
self. More than one kindly disposed
person had been knocked down for his
Interference as Braddock called il.
David Jenison shrank from contact
with him. revolving against the Ian
guage he used. despising him for the
threats he held over him. distressed by
the snarling requests for money. A
single magnet held him-Christine. He
endured torment and obloquy that he
might always be there to defend her
ana the sad eyed. broken woman who
had defended him.
If it had not been for the plight of
these loved ones he might have per-
suaded himself to go back to Virginia
and give himself up for trial. Time
had encouraged him in the belief that
his innocence would prevail. He had
talked il over with Joey and Dick
Cronk. Both of them had advised
him TO stand 10 his original determine
ton TO find Isaac Perry before putting
himself in jeopardy.
Colonel Grand's prolonged absence