The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1914-05-29
Illustrations by Ray Walters
Copyright b. 4. 9. xeca-g %, nm

had nc means OF knowing how serious
this was. and naturally came to the
conclusion that 1t was q death-wound.
There was only one thing to do: get
a physician.
Az she started to her feet she heard
two men running down the stairs and
making q search from room to room
on her floor. These must b the men
who had attacked him. She could not
let him fall into their hands, and there
fore she could not leave him 10 60 for
aid. The impotence Of her position
made her feel like screaming to relieve
the strain.
What do you know about this?
How did he come here! What has
happened to him?
4 dunno" answered tho woman.
There's somethin' doin' all the time
In this dump"
A sudden knock at the bolted door
chilled Gloria with terror.
What's that?" she whispered.
somebody's at the door,. replied
Little Ella, in the same low tone. This
fact was obvious.
They cant come In" Gloria contin-
ued.
Again came the knocking. louder
and more insistent.
Il cant let anything happen to him."
murmured the unhappy girl in agony.
remembering how the day before she
had demanded that he be punished.
Joe, Joe, what does Il all meant"
But Wright made no answer. He lay
like a log as the girl he had loved bent
over him, wiped the blood from his
face, and brushed back his disheveled
hair.
With the next knock came the voice
Of q mar demanding entrance.
ELLA, Ella, open this door"
Gloria rushed over to the bed.
Tell him you can't get out Of bed
she implored in a whisper. Tell him
there's nobody here"
Il can't git out o. bed. There's n
body here" Little Ella called.
This answer did not pacify the man.
That's a lie." he shouted. There's
somebody In there or the door wouldn't
be locked. Open this door, do you
hear me, or I'll bust 1t down."
The tone Of his voice made Gloria
feel that he would make good his
threat. There in tho center of the
In full view lay the man whom
they 9 seeking. Once they burst
the single barrier they would be upon
him. to do what further harm she
knew not. It might be that he was
now already beyond all human aid. He
still breathed. however, and Gloria
was willing to fight II there was even
only one chance In his favor. Hence
1t would not do for them to find him
the minute they broke down the door.
She must hide him somewhere to give
her time to parley with his ~assailants.
She looked vainly about for some
place to put him.
For Gods sake. help me hide him."
she beseeched. Il cant give him up.
Where does that door lead to-" She
pointed to the door close by the one
which led into the hall.
That's only q closet under tho
stairway" vas Little Elias whispered
explanation. They'd md him there
n : minute"
You wouldn't let them kill him.
would your"
7 can't help you. I'm 20 weak I
can hardly turn over In bed"
open this door. l say" came from
the man without as he pounded on
the door ominously. "or I'll crack you
the head"
Gloria understood that there was
no time to temporize. She must do
something and that quickly. Close
by where she stood next the bed, and
on the side away from the door, was
Little Elias trunk. Behind II on
hooks hung q number Of garments,
AID on . chair we're more clothes. 1t
was the only chance and Gloria took 1t.
How she ever managed to get him,
. dead weight, across the Intervening
space and safely slowed behind the
trunk she never knew. She dragged.
she hauled, she pulled. she rolled, and
the forlorn hope that she would a '
A4A1 yOS saw n01 ~ III. A8 800
snatched skirts from the hooks and
all the clothing from the chair to pile
upon him. the pounding upon the door
became more and more vindictiye.
The girl was out Of breath. but as she
bent W the PROSTATE form OF the
she loved. she managed to gasp:
Joe, listen to me. II you can hear
me. dear, listen. Don't stir. don't you
hear me. Joe?" But he was deaf TO
ell e~ntreaties. Seeing this was 90,
she turned to Little Ella: Get him
to 50 away. Oner him anything, prom
ise him anything. I'll do It; only keep
that man on the other side Of that
There's 1t least two Of EN-"
That doesn't matter-a thousand
votrs Of poison-the deadliest things