East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-04-07


~ station house and down Deshley street.
- their brass buttons cleaning in the light
OF the sunset Opposite the little fountain
OF the Cupid with the chpped nose and in front Of
Tim Courky's saloon t,se platoon halted and saluted
the bent and twisted Widow 0Keefe, standing on
her doorstep. Had not the veteran Dan o'Keefe
been the most popular man the forcei In all bis
life Dan had never made arrest off his own beat
or on II he could help 1t or made trouble for broth
er officer or refused TO lie for bis friends
Out OF the third story window leaned a pair Of
cleaning gums surrounding which was the pleas
ing. high cheek boned face OF the one who was
known solely as Marie. Sergeant Clancy stepped
across to convey the time Of day to the Widow
1'Keefe. Sammy oKeefe. fine. tall boy with
y iry head, came to the door aud grtpped the hand
o.. Sergeant Clancy With the grip OF man
Suddenly the red gummed young woman In the
s. udow frightened until she gistened and waved
red hand energetcaly, the Widow 0Keefe put
tenty additional wrinkles OF joyous welcome IN
.er countenance, young Sammy O'Keefe straight
cued full inch and pinked with pleasure, Sergeant
liancy and the platoon Of the finest saluted and
uked their rough gentlest aud the last ray OF the
citing sun shot across on the cracked nose Cupid
,nd Redeemed him into life.
A beautiful young girl had come hurrying down
from the corner. her fur cap set jaunuly on her
one ear. She slaCkened her pace as she came In
sight OF all these friends and breathed sigh Of
relief She was safe here And II to reassure her.
self she glanced back over her shoulder. That had
become habit with her Of late. The look OF worry
swept instantly from her brow as her big eyes
turned shyy up to the stalwart platoon. friendly
nod aud a radiant smile for each OF the big police
men, a word OF inquiry for Pat CaseyS little Mag
de wave Of the trinity goved hand to Marie In
the window. a sudden dash OF mischief as she prim-
ly returned the salute OF Sergeant Clancy. pat on
the hand Of Widow o'Keefe, a touch Of sivey
laughter for Sammy. and she had hurried up the
stairs
She's the sunshine Of the precinct the darlin',"
declared the Widow o'Keefe
She's a ady!" announced Sergeant Clancy with
deep conviction.
"Tll tell you somethin'" The widow inclined her
head conhdentially. So did Sergeant Clancy. So
did Sammy. "She's hidln from some one, God bless
herr
"Oh. Ia sheT" And the officer Of the law glanced
Up at the third story window. 1t was vacant
Whoever 1t is they're no good"
They are not" And the Widow oKeefe collect
ed ell her wrinkles about her lips
She's safe here" asserted Sergeant Clancy and.
with grin, jerked his thumb over bis shoulder to-
ward the stalWart platoon "She's IN the midst Of
tenin'. Sammy"
lie strobe across the street Boys" said he, "our
,tls friend up yonder don't want to be found Nei
her does our friend Marie"
As one man the platoon glanced up at the vacant
third door window and nodded, and at the word Of
command they faced left and marched Then, and
not until then oflcer Moran and oficer Toole, the
pair in 'front.' dropped out Of the ranks and stood at
attention while the platoon passed between them,
and when the platoon had turned the corner they
wheeled. Side BY side they marched into Tim
COurky's saloon.
"GeOd evsnin', boys- And what can DO for your"
asked Tim Courky.
"A glass Of water, Tim," said Moran
-The same for me. Tim" said OniCer ToOs
"Its a nne eVenln'," said Tim Courky. and on the
bar be set q large glass Of foaming yellow water
for OGIcer Moran and 3 small glass Of rich brown
water for Of1ceF Toole
Marie ct that moment was brushing the shining
hair Of her beautiful young Mistress and both we're
happy In that occupation.
Poor, dear Nedl How June did long for himl
But be must be patient, as she must They would
be far. far happier when, earning her own living,
she could 60 to him independently exchanging love
for love. not love for charity.
Ned Warner at that moment was approaching the
little cracked Cupid Of the fountain and as he came
down angling Duck alley his mind was in whirl
Of savage fury Gilbert BiyeI Everywhere that
Ned or his detectives had found trace OF June
they had found trace Of Byel Even now the
scoundrel was in this vicinity searching as Ned
was, for June Or was be following to join herl
Ned Warner clinched bis fists, and his face black.
ened with passion.
And Blye7 He was only few rods away. he
was coming down diagonal Deshey street and he
was at about the same distance from the corner
Of Tim Courkys saloon as was Ned on Duck alley.
From her third story window Of the O'Keefe house
June happened to glance out In the gathering dusk
she saw the two figures steadily approaching the
corner, where they would meet under the light;
then as Ned Warmers deadly clutch Eripped around
the throat Of Gilbert Blye she would be able 70 rec
ognizs their upturned faees
II was then that Officer Moran and 0H1cer Tools
bads pleasant evening to Tim Courky and strode,
side By side. out Of the door in the point Of the
wedge, just aS Ned Warner and Gilbert Blye ap
preached the light Ned Warner with murder in his
heart and Gilbert BlyS all UNCONSCIOUS Of his peril.