Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-12-06


Instead, with the freedom Of CANT
life and utter innocence, she began
to read, wonderingly at first, then. az
she saw Sandry's name, with hushed
breath and parted lips. When she had
finished the first part she paused and
stared out across the sloping lift OF
meadow, already sere and brown with
the summer heat. Puzzled, but hal!
comprehending. yet filed with name
less fear, she felt her fingers shaking
as she turned the page to Sandry's
letter.
Daily's Camp, II edo. July %. 80
John H. Musseldorn-
The time of restitution has, begun, As
you made the structure, Of my fathers
fortune but Quilted and empty shell. 50
you alone have the knowledge and the
cunning to fill it to its former subs!anee
Sandry is gone. but his pride remains
and it must be upborne. Here is the re-
mittance which told You would Sn s some
the deed to the Meadowlands Farm which
you sold squandering the money. Put it
in my name as part of the ha sand n .s es
to get ,t-get it. This. Is a threat. Re,
your accomplice thought destroyed are
From time to time you will be called
upon to manage ths, buying back Of ev-
cry piece Of property: every horse on the
that you, under the power of-attorney
which an honorable and trusting old man
in you when ne could no longer
Through travail and bloody sweat kept
my father in ignorance Of his ruin until
AS had no mercy on James y. Whit
by for his share with you in the infain-
, cusly legitimate deals which made VIII
viii have no mercy on you p You Know
what I know. and shake In your shoes
because Of it; Solar 50 good; shall ex-
= spee1', = W Walter ssEDRY.
Trembling with premonition of dis.
aster to Sandry, Siletz sat holding
the strange documents. A great anger
began to well in her against the other
woman. She opened the buttons of
her blue shirt and dropped the folded
packet inside its blouse.
On the siletz road Sandry and Miss
Ordway were strolling back. They
stopped q moment at the forked stick,
and Poppy Ordway dropped Sandry's
letter, re-sealed, into the sack before
his very eyes. It was daring thing
to do and it set her blood leaping for
Joy In her own GOODNESS. When they
reached the camp she went directly
to her room.
1t was long time before she came
out again, and Sandry had gone. When
she did she stood in the doorway and
looked at Siletz, white and filled with
! towering anger, and Siletz. looked
back as white. They were women,
pure and simple, and they matched in
that moment their wit and their
strength. Miss Ordway knew by that
look that Siletx had those papers
more, that she knew their contents
but she dared not say word. If the
girl should show them to Sandry
should destroy them She was al
most on the point Of Ringing herself
upon the slim. dark creature, risen
along the doorpost, and fighting fol
possession Of her property. But there
was something sickening in the steady
clint of those dark eyes, in the half
wild crouch of the slender body, ant
she only stood and held to the Intel
&C lsumed with wrath that could
have killed
But the wrath Of Siletz was worse
1T would have killed, forgetful Of the
Preacher, whose word had been her
simple law Of life, forgetful Of Sandry.
who had become her pattern in his
sanity and judgment.
With an effort the woman moistened
her lips.
''Did-did you hnd-a bunch of-let-
ters?" she asked between her gripping
teeth.
And siletz, for the first time in her
life, choked down her literal fear of
damnstion and lied.
Lord. forgive me" she whispered
hrst. and then, "No."
lTo Be Continued.)