The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1912-10-18

The girl, cleansed Of her paint and
powder. her 1.-THE body clad In a prim,
navy blue frock, the skirt Of which
came below the tops of her high laced
boots, approached, her eyes cleaning
with excitement.
where is that boy ?" she asked. look
ing about In some anxiety. Father,
you should see him. He is so different
from the boys who follow
I'VE were just talking about him."
interrupted her father shortly. Hes
wanted by the police, so you see he
amt SO different from the rest after
all. He's a.
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 Z 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. Il don't believe hs COM
mitted that horrid crimA"
II am sure he didn't Am suro ho
didn't" cried the girl impulsively. HE
Is a gentleman, father. He couldn't
Braddock hated to hear any n
spoken OF as a gentleman.
Whats that got to do with itT' 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 EN-. 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-
pie and nothin' more. l don't give q
- who your people are: you're my
wife and my daughter, and that's all
there is to 1t. l won't stand this sort
Of
Then he whirled about and matched
aside the dap, calling to tho group Of
acrobats.
"Come out hero, you! Stop lively.
I want to ask a few questions. Where
the dew Say, haven't you got out Of
that suit YETI Why, you little scuttle,
Ill rip 1t or your back II you're not
out Of It In two minutes. Hold oni
Come out here first"
As Jenison walked past him the
proprietor gave him 4 violent cun N
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 a leap at tho man who had struck
the wanton. unexpected blow.
Braddock was huge enough ana
strong enough to crush the Infatuated
lad. but drink had made him Q coward
At heart He stopped ovsr and picked
up IN iron hinged stake from the
ground.
ter sprang forward and frant1cally
clutched the mans arm. Her mother
was no less active In staying him with
resoluto hands. The performer who
had followed David leaped In with
clinched nst1, giaring hatefully at
their employer.
Don't fatherr' cried tho girl.
~D-n him, he may have a gum"
exclaimed Braddock. Hes used one
before"
why did you strike mer' cried
David hoa. sely.
Jaw, mono o. that, now, none O.
thatr' snarled Braddock, taking a step
forward.
why did you strike meT' repeated
the boy DULY.
"Calm yourself, my boy" Mrs.
Braddock kept repeating without rails
Ing her voice, always low, tense, i'm
pellinG.
The ooars sprang to his eyes-tears
Of raso and heiplessness. With q sob
he turned away and leaned his head
against the pole.
Mrs Braddock was speaking quiet
~. compassionately. I'VE must b
careful" she said. not b oppose him
too strongly. he IL not really heart
less. 1t II only his way"
why did he strike mer" again fell
from the lips Of the fugitive.
Grinaldi came hurrying In from the
ring. Behind him. peering over his
shoulder, was q black haired young
woman In pink tights and spangled
trunks. David was afterward to know
this handsome. black haired girl a.
Ruby Noakes. the daughter Of QrinaI-
di. otherwise Joey Noakes, and Known
to the gaping world a. Mile. Roxane,
the Flying Queen Of the Air.
Braddock saw at once that the old
clown was against him. With an ugly
imprecat1on he directed one Of the At
tendants to 60 to the main entrance
with instructions to bring MI. Blake
and his friend back to the dressing tent.
well see who's running this showr'
he declared, taking a fresh grip on the
stake and rolling the dangling cigar
over and over between his teeth.
Hold on, Camp" said Gr1naldi.
checking the attendant with a gesture.
"See ere, Tom" he went on earnestly.
"wot's the reason you won't give this
ono q ovop chopoo WITH ~