Bisbee daily review., 1915-03-19

] only be the first Of many Whenever 1 these blackmailers want S1OOO. aye. or SlOOO0 they know they will only , have to ask me to supply them But | l can't risk you-l'll pay.' Joe turned 10 Petersham "If von climb down now rn be right sorry ever come with you. l don't hold with | backing down under a bluff" |. who knew Joe. was surprised to l hear him offer so definite an opinion in such strong terms. but Linda clap. ped her hands. Its all nonsense. isn't it? Why. if any one attempted to hurt me Joe would make him regret it. wouldn't you. JoeT" She dashed him a glance of her glorious eyes.
 "Id sure try to hard enough" re- ] piled November. And now. Mir Qua. ritch. I'll ask Ben here to show me just where the fella stood when he held him up this morning" So Joe went down tU the brook. and went with him. We were soon be side the canoe which Puttlck had been mending. Heres where was. and there's where he stood" said Putuck. pointing to a small mass of rock close by. And there's che place | set down my watch"
 November glanced over the details and then followed the bank Of the brook for some distance. Presently he returned.
 Did you strike his trall?" asked Put tick.
 NO. the stones lead right away to the lake. and like as not he came in a canoe"
 Like as not" agreed Puttick and resumed his work on the canoe which had been so rudely interrupted earlier in the day. We found Linda in the living room arranging some fishing tackle She at once appealed Co Joe oh. Joe. l want to try some of those English lures Mir Quaritch gave me. I'm going to fish. and l want to use this two jointed pole Will you fix it for meg'
 I'd like you to make me a prom ise Miss Linda" w nat IS lt!'
 Not to go out at all today"
 "You don't think I'm in danger?''
 You're in great danger, Miss | Linda"
 Then you must go out with me. Joe. If you are with me they will not | dare"-
 Look here. Miss Linda. if you'Il stay in the house just over today | wouldn't wonder but it might be quite safe for you Co go out tomorrow and ever after"
 Zoe, you mean you have discover ed"-
 No; I ain't discovered nothing. but if you stay in the way ask maybe shall" Joe took up his hat
 Where are you going Novembery' [ asked.
 "Over to Senlis lake. Mir Quarltch. | Will you see Ben Puttick and tell him l won't be back tin lateish and will he cook the potatoes and the corn1our cakes if ! don't get back to time? Miss ! Linda. will you please tell every one. | even your father that you have a mighty painful head and that's why you're staying inF"
 -Yes. Joe" said Linda.
 After Joe'S departure l took a book and sat with it in the veranda where l was joined in due course by Linda and Mir. Petersham
 Its cool here, the only cool spot in ! the place today" remarked Petersham.
 "les. and don't the spruces smell sweetY' said Linda. Joe cut them to give me shade"
 She pointed to a row Of tall saplings propped against tbe rail of the veran. | da so as tOsform close screen. "JOe always thinks of things for peo. ple," she added
 Petersham glanced from me to Lin da. If your headache is bad you had better lie down in the house" he said.
 Tt is ever so much better, but I'll 1 fetch some smelling salts" was about to offer to bring them | for her when 1 caught her fathers eye behind her back and remained | where l was As soon as she had gone | in Petersham stepped up to me and whispered "To give her shade" he repeated. l looked around and nodded.
 There is always shade here" he went on. 'The sun can't get in through the pines on this side. The wood is thickest here" That's true" I agreed. looking at the close grown junipers that stood in front of as. "Joe stacked tLese sap lings against the rail for some other reason"
 "Of course. He knew that Llnde would very likely sit here, and he was afraid"
 Afraid? Of whatT said Linda sud denly from behind us. No one could l hurt me here. Why. I could call for help and you are both here. You could protect me"
 Not against a rife bullet" said Pe tersham For my sake. go in Lindar'
 As he said the words from far away came the sound of a shot Distance robbed it of that acrimony with which the modern rife speaks and it struck a dull. even drOwsy note upon the air Of that langud afternoon of late spring.
 What can that beY' cried Linda
 As if in answer came the sullen far i om sOuud thrca fImas ranoofa1 and