The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1915-04-23

MOOlts
Good morning" he said. advancing
mt in hand.
You" she cried. turning at the
sound Of his voice.
Yes. and mighty gay because the
reason will end in two weeks. Where
will YOU go them" he asked interest
eddy.
II have no plans" she said. 81
have no home"
Then. seeming to realize the longing
in her voice, she abruptly changed the
conversation. "Why are you not with
them in the paradox she asked.
Il rode on ahead for my mail and
found letter containing the best of
news"
Good she said. "And what was
the news?"
IF l thought you cared he began.
"Why should r. she asked with a
simple directness. you have avoided
me on all occasions
He was left no time for explanations
now. The parade was passing. Only
two members of the 81 show had seen
them. The Princess Wenona. with flash
ing eye. turned her head indifferently.
yet Fleming knew that she had seen.
"Ill see you again soon," he said. "a
have lot want to say to you"
The deucer' said Hearty Holly in
mild surprise as Fleming joined him.
Then, catching sight of Mary Moore.
The deuce" he added with more
vehemence.
An hour later Mary Moore returned
to her hotel. On the broad front gal
lery.o of the building powerfully built
old man. with white hair streaming TO
his shoulders and long white beard
stood waiting for her. Uncle Rus Ray
burn, from his position as driver of
the old stagecoach in the parade, had
seen the young couple in the park
He CALAMITY removed his battered old
hat. holding it in his hand.
She smiled ut him encouragingly.
Miss Moore, I've got word to speak
to you," he said in a low tone. "A
man that pioneered and frontiered in
the seventies and eighties same as me
has rode many mile to take MS neigh.
bors warnin against Injuns.
1T wouldn't do no good to warn Al
Fleming. Besides, he's got to carry
out his act. But-well, you are my
neighbor. amt you? And didn't have
to ride more'n two blocks to tell you
that the Princess Wenona is on the
warpath. and no mistake"
THANK you, Uncle Rus" said Mary
Moore in her quiet. gentle way. Be,
fore she could add word or ask D
question the old man was far down
the street.
The matinee performance was adver
tised to begin promptly at 2:l5.
Ont in the dressing tent Murdoch.
who was his own manager. was thrown
into Il fit of temper by Mary MoOre's
urgent demand to be placed third on
the program. and after stormy inter
view she WAS given her way.
AT last the bugles sounded and the
performance opened with the grand en-.
try and review. Display No. was
fancy and expert roping by the cow
boys and cowgirls OF the "a ranch.
In front Of the reserved seats the
Princess Wenona. who had deftly
caught old Jaybird. the trained cow
pony, by the fore feet. hind feet and
neck when Al Fleming had spurred
him past her. was making her lariat
loop ready for her final and most diff
cult feat
In that trick she flung her catch rope
over the bodies Of both horse and rid
err, drawing in the slack at the exact
moment when the rope had slipped
around all four of Jaybird's feet.
So intent were the spectators on the
girls movements that they failed TO
notice that the other actors in the ring
had stopped their performance. An in
visible helmet might also have been
worn by the slender. girlish figure In
the nntty buckskin hunting dress and
jaunty hat who was entering for her
act, which came next.
Jaybird had been taught by rough
experience that the best thing 10 do
when he felt the Tightening of the rope
WIS TO stop as abruptly as possible.
But how could nc know to halt when IL
frightened about his riders shoulders:
In flash the Princess Wenona was
revealed TO Al Fleming all Sioux. 81
simultaneously came the sharp report Of
Il pistol. and the taut rope snapped
midway of ropcd and roper.
The sudden release threw the prin-
cess sprnwlng ridlculolsly on the
ground The crowd chcercd wildly.
With mighty effort Al Fleming re
gained his balance IN the saddle and
rode from the aren't.
a pale little figure in short bickskin
hunting dress ran forward with little
skins 10 take her place for display No.
3. characterized as n remarkable exhi-
bition Of pistol shooting. In her hand
was q smoking revolver.
The crowd inside. all unconscious of
the averted tragedy and suffering from
jcered rudely ut the nu-
merous times Mary Moore missed her
mark.
AL Fleming. leaning against wheel
Of the old stagecoach. said nothing.
When the torture Of her performance
was over and he saw her coming to-
ward him he put forth his hand TO