Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-11-19

Msieur Janette's turn tonight" he
went on, leaning over the little table
the red spots in his cheeks growing
redder and brighter as Nome cringed
before his revolver. "M'sieur Jan.
ette's-and the colonel's; but mostly
Janette's. Remember that, Nome
It's for Janette. I'm not thinking
much about Mrs. Becker-just now"
Steele's breath came quickly and
his lips were almost snarling in his
hatred of the man before him.
IT'S liel" gasped Nome chok.
ingly, his face ashen white. "You
Lie whom you say killed-Janette." !"
The finger OF Steele's pistol hand
twitched.
"How I'd like to kill youl" he
bresthed. "You won his wife, Nome;
you broke his heart-and after that
he killed himself. You sent q report
into headquarters that he killed him.
self by accident. You lied. II was
you who killed him-by taking his
wife. got his skull because I
thought might need 1t against you
to show that It was a pistol instead
Of q rife that killed him. And this
isn't the first man you've sent to
hell, Nome, and It isn't the first wo-
man. But your next won't be Mrs.
Becker!"
He thrust his revolver almost into
the other mans face as Nome open
ed his lips to speak
shut up!" he cried. eff you open
your dirty mouth again I'll be tempt
ed to kill you where you sit! Don't
you know what happened tonight?
Don't you know that Mrs. Becker
forgot herself, and remembered again,
just in time, and that you've taken a
little blood from the colonel's heart
as you took all of it from-his?"
He reached up and broke the
string that held the skull, turning
the empty face of the thing toward
Nome.
Look at it, you scoundrel! That's
the man you killed, as you would kill
the colonel if you could. That's
Janette!"
His voice fell to kissing whisper
as he showed the skull slowly across
the table, so close that a sudden
movement would have sent it against
the others breast.
We've been fixing this thing up
between us, Bucky-M's 'sieur Janette
and l." he went on, land we've come
to the conclusion that we won't kill
you, but that you don't belong to the
service. Understand"
you mean-to drive me out"
One of Nome's hands had stolen to
his side, and Steele's pistol arm grew
tense.
"On the table with your hands,
Bucky There, that's better" he
laughed softly
Eyes, we're going to drive you out
You're going to pack up few things
right away, Bucky, and you're going
to run like the devil away from this
place. I'd advise you to go straight
back to headquarters and resign
from the Northwest Mounted Mac
Gregor knows you pretty well, Bucky,
and knows one or two things you've
done, even though your whole record
is not an open book to him. | don't
believe he'll put any obstacles in the
way of your discharge although your
enlistment hasn't expired. Disability
Is an easy plea you know. But IL
the inspector should think so much of
you that he is loath to let you go, then
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fix up the story for headquarters, and
/ don't mind telling you We'll add just
a little for interest, and that the wo-
man and the people at Nelson House
will swear to 1t. You've the making
Of good outlaw, Bucky," he smiled
tauntingly, land II you follow your
natural bent you'll have some of your
old friends after you, good and hard.
You'd better steer clear of that,
though. and try your hand at being
honest for once. M'sieur Janette
wants to give you this chance, and
you'd better make good time. So
get move on, Bucky! You'll need
a blanket and a little grub. that's
ALL"
"Steele, you don't mean this, Good
God. man" Nome had half risen to
his feet. you don't mean this!"
With his free hand Philip took out
his watch.
II mean that If you are not gone
within fifteen minutes I'll march you
over to Breed and the colonel, tell
them the story of M'sieur Janette,
here, and hold you until we hear
from headquarters" he said quickly.
(Which will it be, Nome?"
Like one stunned by blow Nome
rose slowly to his feet He spoke no
word as he carefully filed his pack
with the necessities of a long jour
ney. At the door, as he opened it to
go, he turned for just an instant upon
Steele, who was still holding the re-
volver in his hand.
"Rememher, Bucky," admonished
Philip in n uuiet voice OPS all for