Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1915-03-17

I'll give you twenty dollars for the |
use Of that rig Of yours.
Cant do it mister
But it's q case Of humanity, sir!s
indignantly. You are refusing to aid |
the unfortunate
The farmer thought 1t over for mo.
ment. All right. You can have the
buggy for twenty dollars. When you
get to the village take the nag to Doc
Sanders livery. He'll know what to
do"
Il Thank You. Help me in with her.
Vroon drove away without the least
Intention Of going toward the village.
AS result, when Florence came to
her senses she found herself sur
rounded by strange and ominous faces.
At first she thought that they had
taken her from the wreck out Of kind
ness; but when she saw the cold,
impassive face of the man Vroon she
closed her eyes and lay back in the
chair. Well, i'll and weak as she was,
they should find that she was not
without a certain strength
In the meatime Norton revived and
looked about in vain for Florence. He
searched among the crowd Of terrified
passengers, the hurt and the I'm.
harmed, but she was not to be found.
He ran back to the princess and helped
her out of the broken car
Where is Florence?" she asked
dazedly,
God knows! Here, come over and
sit down by the fence till l see if there
Is a field telegraph
They had already erected one, ana
his message went off with. batch of
others This time he was determined
not to trust to chance. The shock
may have brought back Florence's re-
cent mental disorder, and she may
nave wandered Off without knowing
what she was doing. On the other
hand, she may have been carried off.
And against such contingency he
must be fortified. Money! The curse
OF God was upon it; it was the trail
of the serpent, spreading poison in it's
wake.
BY and by the princess was able
to walk; and, supporting her, he led
her to the road, along which they
walked slowly for at least an hour.
They might very well have waited for
the relief train. But he could not
stand the thought of inactivity. The
princess had her choice of staying be-
hind or going with him. He hated
the woman, but he could not refuse
her aid. She had cut on the side
OF her head. and she limped besides.
They stopped at the first farmhouse,
explained what had happened, and the
mistress urged them to enter. She,
she had seen no one, and certainly not
young woman. She must have wan
dered of in another direction. She
ran into the kitchen for basin and
towel and proceeded to patch the
princess hurts.
She was extremely uneasy. That
she should be under obligation to Nor
ton CALLED her. There was spark
Of conscience left in her soul. She
had tried to destroy him, and he had
been kind to her. Was he a fool or
was he deep, playing game as shrewd
as her own? She could not tell. Where
was Vroon? Had he carried Florence
off?
An hour later man came in.
"Hullo! More folks from the
wreck?''
Where's the horse and buggy,
Jake?" his wife asked.
Rented it to man whose daughter
was hurt. He went to the village"
will you describe the daughter?"
asked Norton.
The princess twisted her fingers.
The farmer rudely described Flor
sence.
I Have you another horse and a
saddle?''
What's your hurry?''
I'll tell you later What want now
is the horse"
What is to become Of me?" asked
the princess.
You will be in good hands, he
answered briefly. II am going to find