The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-05-21
CHARLES 1fNNEYJ ACkSON
@'.:e@ TIE YW SOULS. Ny BROTHERS


ID, Ia Dcbhs-HeuU CompsnH.
her out of the dawn of peace the night
a given him. He had accepted. he
had renounced-but he feared his self
control when h would look INTO his
eyes with her pretty %fondness. her
laughing trust. His little girl. and his
heart was big with the new fatherhood!
And with it all came the old mutter to
his dry lips: "She must not know
she must not know! That. too. dear
God. I can accept"
There was another excited rumor.
Ihe crowd waved and buzzed-anoth-
er deputy was wounded at the quarry.
And the officers were fighting the I'M
manageable spectators. helpless, with
out leadership. Van Hart had knocked
a man down when he found him SELL
ing whisky to his posse. He had or
dered four more Jailed for disobedience
In crossing the dead line. He was bat
tim for order, law-and he was not
even yet in office. But the Did dry
bones of county officialdom were help
less-they had begged the judge to send
his son u to the siege.
ABOVE all this gossip Curran saw ia
net Vance's serene face. She was in a
touring car which Arne drove to the
depot. Wiley stared at the legend on
today!!!" The vances did not see him
until he placed his hand on the lar,
his eyes fixed on the banner.
Janet" His voice died. ''Take this
off! Don't you know?"
Her face lit with JOY. Wiley! But
this Is terrible. The community never
passed such a night. And never such
a day. Arne Is swearing mad-there
isn't a voter at the booth in your pre-
cinct-the owns emptied itself out
there"
He followed her gesture to the hills.
I didn't mean that. Janet! 1 mean
well. didn't you see the News last
night?" AS'
YES" she answered clearly-and
smiled. He stared wildly at her. And
my meeting? wasn't there!"
Neither was any one else! Some
people gathered. and the committee
waited. Then Purcell announced it was
on. He said o must be out in the
crowd around Lindstrom's. Anyhow.
1t didn't make any difference to n
But. Janet! LI-you know? You
on And tba then asat her az hand closed over his
Il know. And no one else!"
And while he stared again at her, I'M
able to make It out, Arne arose from
They want you-they've been asking for
you'll Where the devil did you dis
appear to last night? But the whole
campaign went in the air when Lind
strom cut loose with his gun!"
Ihey a him whirling out the road
with Arne continuing his imprecations
on the misfortune. Michigan was with
them-they promised to be back for the
belated train. Some of the town womo
en- and the minister want you to get TO
harlan" shouted Arne. "and ask him,
tot Gods sake. to get the children out
L before NE QffaCk0. 1nhr51 L>,-- rr,
whole thing fell on Harlan, somehow,
Old Jellybelly Jewett blew up after tho
sheriff was killed. The citizens said
somebody had to take charge of the
posse was demoralized. They put it
order out Of the mob" e
Ihey came upon the young man WIN
IN a night, mad come to have authority
IN his manner-that tacit authority
past all trappings Of office which men
In crisis. He stood by the
road 100 yards outside the Lindstrom
renee. All along his fence. and
stretching into the woods, was the
hastily summoned posse, armed with
shotguns: rites. revolvers-with all the
mop inefficlency of a community un-
USED 10 the issues Of force. Among the
WOODS and on the bridge across SIN
sinaWa creek, and all along the way
to town, were buggies. motorcarS
horsemen, pedestrians, coming out and
struggling back. The coroner's men
had been there, and all evidences Of
Linostrom's bloody work had been re-
moved. In the fence corners, fires were
going; the deputies, chilled from the
all-night vigil, were making coffee
Newsboys from Earlville were now go
ing among the crowds crying papers:
and these and the deputies eating and
other, gave the affair the aspect Of a
huge grotesque picnic. They hurled
quips at one another's courage. and
taunts to the embryo war correspond
ents who hurried back to the telegraph
otflces, n then came on to question
leadlng citizens, and to badger Har-
Ian Van Hart, the prospective district
attorney, who seemed in control. Muir
murs were heard. Why wasn't some
thing done? Who fired the last shot?
1t was getting ridiculous, this waiting
and arguing and considering. The
chicago newspaper men, who just ar
rived, We're laughing over the %blunder-
Ing and inefficiency. Some of the dep
uties had secured whisky and were all
ready drunk.
Arne Vance's machine reached Har-
Ian just as this word was rough
Curran saw his eye set coldly; he was
glancing along his disorderly Gordon by
the fence. He seemed about to ride
down the line, and then he looked at
his watch.
f1dTid1l, Crled Arn6, we brought
Wiley back!"
Curran was conscious that Janet, at
his side, and Harlan were looking at
each other with a significant silence.
He was going to speak to Harlan, when
that young man slowly motioned to
him to leave the machine. He de-
scended and went along the rail fence
from the others.
Wiley" muttered Harlan, will you
go in there?"
Wiley glanced at the Lindstrom fort,
a gray and silent frame shack in the
midst of the corn stubble; a stack, a
broken down wagon, n the well
house. No sign Of life, nothing, yet
from a window here and there, with
bewildering %ubiquity, the deadly rifle
shots had rung whenever a man had
approached. John will treat with you.
He swore you were the only man in
the county he would trust. l rode near
an hour ago mi delivered our mes
sage. Save him two hours to sur
render or take the consequences"
Harlan, those children!"
II know. And his wife-and that
sneak Of a Frenchman is there. But"
/ ho ploronI. ~ Tho f0,,re-11~l1