The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-05-28
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N IQOne come, ne was muLIerlug. Al
ways she done come when / call"
Then they saw his worn eyes light.
Aurelie was on the step, descending.
And behind her, leading q brindle bull
pup and looking the last word Of pre-
picked embarrassment, was Rube Van
Hart Behind him was pink faced
and immaculate young gentleman who
mlrmur that went up from the throng.
They all knew her and knew In flash
that the tragedy at Ldndstrom's place
had summoned her.
She threw herself with q cry Of Joy
into Uncle Michs arms, her face
buried in his tobacco -colored whiskers
and the long stemmed roses she had
carried now scattered over his shout
ders. A vision such as Rome, Ia, had
never. seen outside OF the tin opera
house. Even her proper travelling
costume could not subdue her love Of
colors or repress her ingenious sense
Of blossom time, all that eager, palpt-
tant young life sprung from the gray
OF penury to billposter grandeur.
She all but upset Unnle Michigan Off
his peg leg with her affection, over
atfons.
And aiI the time Rube van Hart, who
had met her returning from ERriville
where he had been on a horse trade for
Carmichael, stood there dangling the
gold collared bull dog. AS he told the
express agent he had been captured,
bound and gagged, and had been des-
perately hoping for wreck before the
train got to where home folks could
see him lassoed to q violet smelling
bull pup and an actress lady! Aurelie
had come back to the old town with
her bull pup and her press agent.
Uncle Michigan and Rube fought a
ca. hav a. A -
car. The young gentleman from the
Cohan & Snitz publicity bureau fol-
lowed. 1t was worth his Job to lose
sight OF Aurelie. There had been tre-
mendous row when the western man
ayers for Cohan & Snitzsreceived a tele-
phone message from Aurelie at mid-
night that she would not play at the
next day matinee, because she was
going out to Iowa where her folks had
shot somebody" They had roared and
cursed and dashed after her In taxi
cab only to find that she&had dashed
ahead, Of them to the untSn station.
Only young Mr.. .Kaiser had made the,
train, and Immediately the Cohan &
6nitz people had wired him at every
station 10 make the most OF II. Great
press stuff, thisi The comedienne OF
"The Girl and the Burglar going out
at midnight TO settle the cause celebre
that all the west was agog aboat They
then began TO boom the press end"
Young Mr.. Kaiser yelled his futile
protests when he saw Aurelie lifted into
the car He snatched at the tonneau
and Arne Vance pounded him over the
fingers and howled: You get off,
damn youl" " -.
They dashed away, and the press
agent, seizlng the bull pup from Rube,
ran for the nearest conveyance.
Follow 'em," he shouted. Keep
track OF that grill"
On the way out lie wearily confided
in the haclIman. Take It from me,
chasing Miss Lindstrom around over
these United States is some work. She
wanted to stop the Empire State ex-
press one time so that the water
wouldn't splash in her stateroom bath
tub. and denounced the conductor all
the way to New York when he re-
fused. Say, IL j could get over half
the real stories know about her with
the city editors, I'd be made on Broad
way" ..%~ =
"Hey?'' retorted the hackman. Used
70 see that kid sellin' skinned rabbits
at the grocery not SO many years ago.
Young man, IL you want stories about
Aurelie Lindstrom, right here's the
placeH 8 a a t @ h
Keep q going!" yelled the publicity
man; "if she gets out OF sight most
70 make the 3 o'clock editions with q
column on herr &H
Arne's machine tore into the long
leafless stretch OF creek road where
the first OF the watchers began
to appear In the buggies and
CARTS Then the people on foot,
q throng thickening until the road
was blocked; and the dyspeptic farmer
student, swearing at them, leaped
01aF ir1d H. r0At ovr NJ h.
rail fence. He sent the big car smash
ing through and II went lunging over
the rough and frozen ploughed land.
Aurelie had sat very still and pale
holding to Uncle Michigan's hand. She
seemed swiftly understanding II all,
the masses of people. the sense Of i'm
pending horror. the acute crisis. Uncle
Michigan had been trying TO tell her;
Janet Vance was endeayoring to ex-
plain; and her big black eyes grew wi
der and brighter.
And suddenly from the woods ahead
There came the spatter OF rifle shots
Janet put her hands to her ears.
sThey want you, Aureliel Maybe
you can-maybe you cant He would
She turned swiftly. "Mr. Curran,
where Is heP .s. ~"
Janet ceased. She had almost for
gotten in the whirl of events Dumbly
she watched the girl, striving to guess
her thought Curran. crushed with his
agony. QUE there making his last ap-
peal-aild Aurelie. sitting upright star
ing now at the battle field, her eyes
searching for him. SHE had asked for
himi And slowly On infinite pity came
% Janet's heart--Aurslie. what was she
thinking?
When the machine ground past q
fence corner man leaped out waving
q shotgun. a -.
Hold on! You can't go fartheri Van
Hart said no one could go closeri They
are going to riddle that house the next
time Lindstrom fires q shot!"
Arne Jerked his throttle wider and
dashed past. They're closing In. oh,
snetthey're closing ini Where's Har-
lan--look for himi" a IT. a
"Harlan?" Aurelie arose, her hostile
eyes leyeled at the line OF deputies
climbing the fence. go op--go oni"I
ghe cried. ..
The guards were yelling at them
From the creek side Of the field anoth-
er shot rang out. Janet, looking that
way. saw Harlan mounted. motioning
to the men. Then from Lindstrom's
house came the squirt OF gun. and one
OF Harlan's group fell face downward
at his feet. They scattered.
"Arne." his sister whispered, %get
word tns hfIr1--fO Harlan that aha,a