Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1914-05-28
CHAPTER xxvI-(continued).
CHARLES lfllNKY

CHAPTER XXVI-(Continued).
Done come" he was muttering. AL
ways she done come when l CALL"
e they saw his worn eyes light.
Aurelie was on the step, descending.
And behind her, leading a brindle bull
pup and looking the last word OF pre-
picked embarrassment, vas RUDE Van
Hart. Behind him was a pink-faced
and immaculate young gentleman who
also seemed amazed at the instant
murmur that went up from h throng.
They all knew her and Knew in a flash
that the tragedy at Lindstrom's place
had summoned her.
She threw herself with q cry of Joy
into Uncle Mich's arms, her face
buried in his tobacco-colored whiskers
and the long stemmed roses she had
carried now scattered owe his shoul-
ders. A vision such as Rome, La, had
never seen outside of the tin opera
house. Even her proper travelling
costume could not subdue her owe Of
colors or repress her ingenious
tan young life sprung from the graz
OF perjury to %billposter grandeur.
She all but upset Uncle Michigan off
his peg leg with her affection, over
whelming him with little cries explain
atoms.
And all the time Rube Van Hart. who
had met her returning from Earlville
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 a wreck before the
train got to where home folks could
see him lassoed to a violet smelling
bull pup n an actress lady! Aurelie
had come back to the old town with
her bull pup and her press agent.
Uncle Michigan and RUDE fought a
way for her to Arne Vance's motor
car. The young gentleman from the
Conan & Snitz publicity bureau fol-
lowed. 1t was worth his Job to lose
sight of Aurelie. There had been a ire
mendous row when the western a
ayers for Cohan & Snitz received a tele-
phone message from Aurelie at mid
night that h would not play at the
next day matinee, because she was
going out to Iowa where her folks had
cursed and dashed after her in q taxi
cab only to find that she had dashed
ahead of them to the union station.
Only young Mr.. Kaiser had made the
train, and Immediately the Cohan &
snitz people had wired him at every
press stuff. this! The Coincidence Of
1.-THE Girl and the Burglar going out
at midnight to settle the cause celebre
that all the west was agog about. They
rushed another girl into the part and
then began to boom the press end"
Young MT Kaiser yelled his futile
protests when he saw Aurelie lifted INTO
h car. He snatched at the tonneau
and Arne Vance pounded him over the
fingers n howled: You get off,
damn you!"
They dashed away, and the press
agent, Selling the bull pup from RUDE,
ran for the nearest conveyance
Follow EN-" he shouted. Keep
track of tina grill" - :
in the hackman. Take it from me,
chasing Miss Lindstrom around over
these United States is some work. She
wanted to stop the Empire State ex-
press n 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, II I could get over half
the real stories I know about her with
the city editors, I'd be made on Broad
way!"
"Hey?" retorted the hackman. used
to see that kid sellin' skinned rabbits
at the grocery not SO many years ago.
Aurelie Lindstrom, right here's the
place!"
Keep a going!" yelled the publicity
man.; III she gets out OF sight most
anything's liable to break-and rye got
to make the 3 o'clock editions with a
column on her!"
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 h people on foot,
q throng thickening until the road
was blocked; and the dyspeptic farmer
student, swearing at them, leaped
out and kicked away a panel Of the
rail fence. He sent the big car smash
ing through and it 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 it all,
the masses of people. the sense OF Inn
pending horror. h acute crisis. Uncle
Michigan had been trying to tell her:
Janet Vance was endeavoring to ex-
plain; Inc her big black eyes grew wi
der and brighter.
And suddenly from the WOO ahead
there came the spatter Of rifle shots,
Janet put her hands to her ears.
They want you, Aurelie! Maybe
you can-maybe you cant He would
She turned swiftly. Mr.. Curran,
where Is hep"
Janet ceased. She had almost for
gotten In the whirl Of events. Dumbly
h watched the girl. striving to guess
her thought. Curran. crushed with his
agony, out there making his last APP
peal-and Aurelie. sitting upright, star
ing now at the battle field, her eyes
searching for him. She had asked for
him! And slowly an infinite pity came
to Janet's heart-Aurelie. what was she
thinking?
When the machine ground past a
fence corner a nan leaped waving
a shotgun.
Hold on! You can't 60 farther! Van
Hart said no one could go closerl 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,
Janet-they're closing In! Where's Har-
lan-look for him."
"Harlan7" Aurelie arose. her hostile
eyes leveled at the line Of deputies
climbing the fence. eco on-go on!"
she 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
ito the men. Then from Lindstrom's
house came the squirt Of q gun. and one
of Harlan's group fell face downward
ut his feet. They scattered.
"Arne." his sister whispered, get
word to him--to Harlan. that she's
here"