Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1913-05-01


ooh. they won't try to kill you |,
They'll probably shoot you in the legs.
That's Just as good, and it's heap
easier to get away with
Speed felt his knee-caps twitching
"I've got i'll" said he at last. an
run at night"
Slower hesitated thoughtfully.
IT don't reckon you could do your.
self Justice that-away, but you might
do your trainin' at daylight. The
Centipede goes to work the same time
we do, and the chances is your assas-
sin won't miss his breakfast"
"Good! I'll do that"
Il sure admire your courage, but If
you see anything suspicious. let US
know. Well git en-" said Willie.
Thank you"
Glass chartered:
"W-what did l tell you? It's
worse'n suicide to stick around this
farm. I'm going to blow"
Where are you going?"
New York Let's beat i'll"
"Never!" exclaimed the college
man, stubbornly. Well hear from
Covington before long. Besides,
can't leave until ] get some money
from home"
Let's walk"
Don't be a fool!"
Then I've got TO have n drink"
Glass started for the living-quarters,
but at the door ducked quickly out Of
sight. She's there!" he whispered
tragically. She seen me, too"
Mariedetta was squatting in the
shade opposite, her eyes fixed stoidly
upon the training-quarters.
Then you've got to lay low till she
gives up" declared Wally. Were in
trouble enough as it is
For nearly an hour the partners dis.
cussed the situation while the Next.
can maid retained her position; then,
when Glass was on the verge Of max.
ing a desperate sally, Cloudy entered
! silently. Although this had been an
unhappy morning for the trainer, here
at least was one person of whom he
/ had no fear, and his natural optim
ism being again to the fort, he greeted
the Indian lightly.
well, how's the weather, Cloudy?"
Mr.. Cloudy to YOU" said the other.
Both Glass and bis protege stared 1t
| was the first word the Indian had
uttered since their arrival. Lawrence
winked at his companion.
"All right, if you like it better.
{ hD
He snickered at his own joke, where.
upon the aborigine turned upon him
slowly, and said, in perfect English:
Your humor is misplaced With me
Don't forget. Mr.. Glass, that the one
Yale football team you trained,
dropped a goal on from the forty-fve
yard line
Glass allowed his mouth to open in
amazement. The day was replete
with surprises.
"'96!" he said, while the light of un.
derstanding came over him. You're
Cloudy ut-the-Sun-Shines? o.
"Yes-Carlisle." Cloudy threw back
his head, and pointed with dignity tc
the flag Of his Alma Mater hanging
upon the wall.
"By Jove, I remember that!" ex
claimed Speed.
so will Yale so long as she lives,
predicted the Indian, grimly. You
crippled me in the second hslf"-he
stirred his withered leg-"but
dropped it on you; and have moi
forgotten" He ground the last sen
tence between his teeth.
See here, Bo-Mr. Cloudy. Yor
don't blame US for that?"
Cloudy grunted, and threw a yellow
envelope on the floor at Speeds feet
There is something for you" sale
he, while his lips curled. He turned
and limped silently to the door.
And tried to kid him." breathet
Glass with disgust, when the visitor
had gone. 81 amt been in right sine,
Garfield was shot"
IT'S telegram from Covington!'
cried Speed, tearing open the mes
sage. AT last"
Thank the Lord" Glass started
forward eagerly. When II he be here
Quick!" Then he paused. ]. Walling
ford Speed had gone deathly PALE ant
vas Keeling slightly. What's wrong?'
The college man made uncertainty
for his bed, murmuring incoherently
Tin sick! I'm sick, Larry" HI
fell Imply at full length, and groaned
Call the race off,
Glass snatched the mssive from hi!
employers Derveless fingers, and read
with bullying eyes, as follows:
u. Wallingford Speed. Flying Hear
Ranch, Kidder, N. M:
Don't tip Off Am in Jail Omaha
Looks like ten days.
CULVER CONVICTION"
The trainer uttered cry like tina
of wounded animal.
Call it off, Larry" moaned tn,
Hope Of the Flying Heart. i've beer
poisoned"
POISONED, eh?" said the fat man
TREMENDOUSLY. Poisoned! Nix! No
with mel" He walked firmly across
the room, flung back the lid Of Speed.
, athletic trunk, and began to paw
through it feverishly. One after an
other he selected three heavy sweat
ers. then laid strong hands upon hi,
protege and jerked him to his feet
!, sick, Ell? Here, get into these!"
What do you mean. Lawrence ~ in
uuired his victim.
) "Jf YOU get sick, | die" Glass