The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1914-10-30
library. but not alone-the old Niger
was with him!

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green leaves and which spread abroad
an ambrosial odor, which the major
smiled approvingly as the other set
the burden on the desk at his elbow.
"Majah," said the latter solemnly,
you reck'n Mars John en- Miss Shir.
ley"
Good lord!" said the major, wheel.
ing to the small ormolu clock on the
desk. IT'S most four o'clock. Haven't
you any idea where he's gomez"
mo, sub, less'n he's gwineter look
ovah dem walnut trees. Whut Abs
! gwine ter say-yo' reck'n Mars John
en- Miss"
Walnut trees? Is he going to sell
them?"
Tree man come rom up norf' some
whah ter Sc erbout ct yistidday. Vas,
sub. Yo' reck'n Mars John en-"
Nice pot of money tied up in that
timber! He saw it right off. You're
a lucky old rascal to have him for a
master"
"Hyuh, hyuh!" agreed Uncle Jeffer-
son. Danny Co'ot Ell heap bettah
dan drivin' er Of stage ter de deepo
fer drummahs en- lightnin'-rod agents.
All sho' do pray de Good Man ter mex
Mars John happy" he added soberly.
but Abs moughtly 'sturbed in NAH
fundamentally 'sturbed!"
The hidden watcher waited motion
less. From where he stood he could
look. He waited till through the rear
window he saw the negro's bent figure
disappear into the kitchens. Then he
noiselessly lifted himself upright, and
resting the pistol on the screen-top.
took deliberate ain and pulled the
trigger.
The hammer clicked sharply or the
worthless thirty-year-old cartridge, and
the major sprang around with an ex-
clamatiOn, as with an oath, the other
dashed the screen aside and again
pulled the trigger.
you internal murderer" cried the
major. It was all he said, for, as he
swung his chair up, the one-time bully
Of HelIs-Half-Acre rushed In and
struck him q single sledge-hammer
blow with the dubbed pistol. 1t fell
full on the majors temple and the
heavy iron crashed through.
Greet King stood an instant breath
ing hard. then, without withdrawing
his eyes from the PROSTATE form, his
hand CROPPED for the cold goblet and
lifting It to his lips, drained 1t to its
dregs. "There!" he said. There's my
six-years' debt paid In full. ye lily-liv-
cred, fancy-weskited hellion! Take
that from the mayor Of the Dome!"
There was a mans step on the
gravel and the sudden bark Of q dog.
The pistol fell from his hand. He
stole on tiptoe along the corridor and
leaped through the French window.
As he dashed across the lawn,
startled cry came from the house be-
hind him.
No human eye had seer him, but he
had been observed for all that. Run
your best now, Greet King! Double
and turn how you will. there is a swift.
er Nemesis pursuing. It is only a dog,
and not q big one at that, but it is Of a
faithful breed that knows neither fear
nor quarter. Like white lightning,
without a bark or growl, Chum
launched himself on the fleeing quar-
~, and In the shadow Of the trees his
teeth me- in the ragged trousers-leg.
Kicking. beating with his hands ut
the dragging weight, the man dashed
on. Not till they had reached the hem
locks vas that fierce grip broken, and
then It was with . tearing OF flesh and
sinew. Painting, snarling with rage and
pain, the man seized a fallen branch
and stood at bay, striking out with
vicious sweeping blows. But the bull
dog. the hair bristling up on his thick
neck, his red-rimmed eyes fiery, cir
cled beyond reach of the fail, crouch
ing for another spring.
Again he launched himself, and the
man, lodging, Numbered full-face into
q thorn-bush. The sharp spines
slashed he's forehead and the starting
blood blinded him. so that he ran with
out sense Of direction-straight upon
the declivity Of Lovers. Leap.
He was topping on its edge before
he could stop. and then threw himself
backward. clutching desperately at the
slippery fern-cevered rock, feeling his
feet dangling over nothing. He dug
his fingers into the yielding soil and
with knee and elbow strove frenziedly
to crawl to the path.
But the white bulldog was upon him.
The clamping teeth met In the striving
fingers. and with q scream Of pain
Greet Kings hold let go and dog and
man went down together.
Ten minutes later q motor wal hurl-
ing itself along the Red Road to the
village. The doctor was ii his ofice
and no time Wa lost IN the return. En-
route they passed Judge Chalmers
driving. and seeing tho flying hasta,
10 turned his sweating pair and dashed
them after the car.
% that when tho major finally
oponed his eyes from the big leather
coueh, 10 looked on the faces Of two Of
~ cldoet friends.. Recollection and
understanding seemed to come at once.
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