Bisbee daily review., 1914-01-18

acting, playing pathetic to touch my feelings. Once he muttered your name, and then he was dead"
 Brooke deadl"
 "Yes, he'd been shooting Polly, too. I traced her blood tracks all the way to the front door. Hello, what's that? 1 thought heard"
 I listened and there was only the sound of the rain.
 q suppose it's all right" said Billy, "we'd better close that door, though"
 But before ho could reach the door, Nurse Pantor called him away to her corner. where she spoke In a whisper SO that I should not hear. sending him, perhaps, for her cloak. Mean. while came from behind the counter to my former seat before the open doorway, where I sat staring into the darkness, unable to feel any more. but just benumbed. Across my weariness fiickered the mournful sollloquy of al poor barn-door fowl--"Y Yesterday an egg, tomorrow a feather dusterl Whats the good of anytln', why nothin'."
 Then I. too, heard a sound. in the night, and because Billy and the nurse were muttering, I stood up with the candle-light behind me, trying to see in the darkness. Billy said afterward he had moved quickly, to shut the door, but I waved him back just as the shot rang out.
 The explosion blinded, deafened, seemed even to scorch me. while the mirror on the wall came crashing down. Stunned, dazzled, mortified, | felt a dull rage at this attempted murder.
 A second revolver-shot stirred my hair, and I'm afraid then that l lost my temper. am not fish-fag that l should stoop to fighting a creature such as Polly, but I would have died rather than lot her see one trace oi fear. it ..tyt.t
 Billy rushed past tho firing to reach the door and close it. tlt ordered him to desist. then grasped the candle and held it out to show a better light.
 Lower your lightsl" shouted into dark, "you fired too highl"
 A revolver crashed on the doorstep and low down within three feet of the ground. 1 saw dreadful face convuls cd with rage, changing to fear. The woman was sinking to her knees, she buried her face in grimy, blood smeared hands, and rocked to and fire in awful abandonment of grief. The danger was over now, the men ace of evil in the night had vanished, I felt an immense relief. with hands wet, mouth parched. knees shaking, and great need of tears. I knew the strain had been beyond endurance, but now it was gone, although a velvet darkness closing round me. black night swinging round me, sickness-I must not faint, when I had to fight, to keep command. to set an example worthy of Jesse's wife. And there I was sit ting fin my chair, with drops of sweat forming and pouring on my forehead Billy. groping on the floor at my feet. had found and lighted the candle, and was holding the flame in the palms of his hands till it steadied and blazed up clear. "Buck up, missus." he was saying. "Cheer-oh. Don't let 'em know you swoomed. Grab on to the cross, end make it proud of you. That's right. Laugh, mum! Laugh! Wish'd I'd half yer grit"
 Ihad come to myself and only Billy knew. who was loyal. AS the candle blazed up l saw the Chinaman gib bering like some toothless mask oi yellow india-rubber, but that nurse still kept up her silly screaming. un til ordered her to shut her mouth which she did il sheer surprise
 There lay Polly prone across the doorway on her face. racked with con vulsiye sobs. until feeling, suppose the flashing rain on her back, she rose on hands and knees like some forlorr wild animal crawling to shelter. while behind her stretched trail of vet and blood. I stared until in shame she sat up. still for all the world like an animal lost to human feeling, and 10 woman's dignity, until as she looked , at me a wanysbamed smile seemed tC apologize. She sat back then against the log wall, limp. relaxed with weak ness
 Nurse" called, still with my gaze on Polly, this woman is wounded You are nurse. You claimed to be | nurse"
 But Miss Panton indulged in hys terlcs, so turned to Billy Run into the house, get the hip bath. warm water, blankets. bandages."
 Aye, aye, num-" he touched his forelock, and swinging the Chinamar to his feet: Come along, Sam," he grunted, and hustled him of on duty
 Polly looked up, trusting me with her tawny bloodshot eyes. Her voice was dreary hoarseness. demanding liquor. But with an open wound, tc quicken the hearts action might be fatal, and Polly knew we'll it was nc use pleading. Instead of that sht pointed at the nurse. and said, "Send that away"
 turned upon Nurse Panton who sal forsaken and ostentatious in her cor ner. "Go," l said, "and make beei tea"
 Snif.
 ' took her by the shoulders, and marched her out of the room, while