Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-06-20

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revolver. what were you doing in
Chicago?'
HE gave. one wild look at me-
whirled, walked toward the table on
which his revolver lay. and then stop
/ ped stock still.
What was / doing in Chicago?' A
smile that was almost grewsome came
| to his face i was in Chicago because
| / lived there. because worked there,
because I stole money there and then
ran away. There!' He lifted his arms
and his eyes grew more CLASSY than
ever. There's the truth. You said
you'd stick my me and I've told you. !
stole money In Chicago and ran
away. j came down here. One man
knew it. He followed me. He found
out where worked. He saw that /
was beginning to care for you and
| then then the voice grew cracked,
! high pitched-sthen he started bleed
ing me! And now, now I've stood all
Of it I'm going to stand. He's taken
away from me every chance hadNin.
life; he's robbed me, he's stolen my
every hope from me. he's forced me
/ to tell you what had wanted to keep
from you-and he's going to pay for
tit!'' ss.as.
II seized his arm.
"sWhat do you mean by that?'
! felt that nay voice was tense, too.
1.-THE wide eyes looked down at me
/ with fierce CLINT in them. With one
trembling hand he patted mine. Then
| he whirled and began to pace the
floor.
What do you suppose mean?' he
asked. He pointed to the revolver.
That's what mean! He's coming
here this afternoon for more money. {
won't have it. You know what he'll
i do-he1l run out Of this place and
i tell the
Suddenly he stopped and looked at
me. He smiled the least bit. but the
corners of his mouth dropped cyni-
calIy downward, and the eyes took on
an evil look
I'm wondering about YOU he said
rather bIankly. / felt my hand grip
tighter than ever on my revolver,
! while thought of the little kiddie that
was waiting at home in Chicago for
her mother-who stood right now in
danger of never returning. | knew
that my face had gone white, and that
my heart was beating thumpingly, but
still faced him.
What are you wondering about
nle?' asked slowly.
| "He seemed to waver a bit. could
see that the nervous tension of many
hours had begun to tell on him. Be-
lore me was a task-that of playing
him until my chance could come, until
| could find way of subduing him.
4 At last he spoke.
4 What have been wondering about
your he asked He advanced toward
me. I've been wondering if you're
not a schemer, too, if you haven't been
set on my track to hound me down
| and
Jim!' was before him now, with
every possible emotion Of pleading in
my face Jim, you wouldn't believe
that of me, would you? You wouldn't
/ you couldn't! Jim, pull yourself to-
| gether! You've got to keep your head
about you. You can't go all to pieces
this way. Someone in the house will
hear you through the door; they'll
learn-they'll tell the police
/ They'll tell the police anyway
i he looked at the little clock on the
wali-'in just twenty minutes He
will be here then, and when he walks
in that door, shoot!
You don't mean that, JIM
When he walks in that door
shoot! he repeated.
4 Then he suddenly turned silent.
For a moment he stood there, waving
his head from side to side, something
4 in the manner OF a wild beast. At
last, with sigh, he began to pace the
floor again, his eyes down, his lower
lip hanging.
Five minutes passed and neither OF
us spoke. Ten went by, and still there
was silence in the room except for
| the pacing step of the man as he
walked to and fro, his eyes glancing
downward, his lips moving now and
then, but voorhees, Once he stopped
and looked at the clock.
/" Not long now he said.
"sJim- / was really pleading now.
with all the heart and soul that a
woman can muster you wouldn't
add that to other things. would you?
| Say you won't-for me. Well ind .
1 way out of thi -~reAha.w we'll