The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1915-01-14

Dead the gi-l interrupted. sen.
tentious. cycling him strangely
Il don't believe ~" the old man
screamed, aghast 4 won, believe Il
You're lying to me. you jadel You're
lying"
4 am rot" she broke In coldly. 4
am telling you the plain truth
They followed Us all morning In that
red racer, fir.hg AZ NJ all tho while
Finally they caught up with us here.
about noon came up this road shoot.
ing over the windshield Il was our
lives or theirs. We turned the hydrau.
lie stream ON them and washed the car
over the elf. II you don't believe
me. got somebody TO show you their
faces"
She Indicated with a gesture two
forms that lay AZ a little distance
bach from the roadside. motionloss
beneath a sheet Of canvas-tho bodies
Of Trines creatures recovered BY tho
mining gang and brought up for a
Christian burial
But Urine required no more confirm.
alton OF Iudiths word The ilght
fiiokercd and died IN his evil old eyes.
his stricken countcnance assumed a
hue Of pallor oven more intense than
was normal with Il broken curse
issued from his trembling thin. old
lips: and his chin sagEed to his chest.
heavy-welghtcd with despair that fol-
lowed realization of the fact that he
no longer owned even one friend or
creature upon whose couscioncclous
loyalty he might depend
The last bitter drop that brimmed
his cup Of misery Vas added when
Alan Law himself appeared leaving
the miners cabin In company with
his betroihod--Rose nov soothed and
oomforiea. smiling through the traces
OF her recent tears az she olung to
her lover Nesting In the hollow Of
bis arm.
To Alan. on the other hand. this
rcncontre seemed to afford nothing
but the pleasantest surprise imagin.
able
Welt" he cried releasing Rose
and running down to the car. Here's
luck, And at the very moment when
was calling my lucky star hard
namesl How can ever reward your
thoughifulness. Mr. Trino7 II beats
me how you do keep track Of me this
way-happening along like thia every
time ] need a car the worst way In
the world"
Drive on Urine screamed 10 the
chauffeur Drive on. do you hear''
but Judith had stepped up on tho
running board and was cycling the
driver ooIdly. with one hand signih
canily resting on the butt Of tbs
weapon at her side The car remained
at standstill
Hulphurous profanity followed. a
pungent stream OF vItuperatlon that
was checked only by Judiih's inter.
ruption: We've had TO gas you once
NNAoNNf NNN AAANMH ~ NNW MMNA MANAniN
taste Of that-keep Onl"
But where's narcus," Judith de-
manded when. after helping Rose into
the car and running on TO thank their
hosts. Alan returned alone TO the car.
Goodness only knoSs." the young |
man answered cheeriully lie would |
insist on rambling on down the can.
yon in search Of an alleged town |
where we could hire a motor car
somewhere down there. tried 10 |
make him understand that We had |
plenty Of time. but he was muliah as
he generally is when he gets foolish
notion into his head So ! daresay
well meet him on his way back-or
else asleep somewhere by the road.
sldei"
Taking the seat next 10 the chauf.
feur. he gave the word to drive on:
and they slipped away from the loca.
ton Of the mining camp saluted by
cheers from the miners.
The road dipped sharply down the
mountainside TO the bed OF the canyon.
The car moved smoothly and swiftly.
coasting: only now and then was II
necessary to call upon the engine for
power with which to negotiate an up
grade or some uncommonly long
stretch OF level road.
Half an hour passed without a word
spoken BY any member OF the party
Each was deep In his or her own es
pecial preoccupation: Alan turning
over plans for an early wedding; Rose
hugging the contcntment regained
through her lovers protestations;
Judith lost In profoundest melancholy;
Urine nursing his rage. working him.
self up into silent fury whose conse-
quences were to be- more farreaching
than even he dreamed IN his widest
mOmenta
It's first development, for all that.
was desperate enough
The aged monomaniac occupied the
right-hand corner Of the rear seat.