The Prescott daily news., 1915-03-24

anything like normality. Whatever Storm thought of the affair he kept to himself
 Zudora believing it wise to close the door again, was about to cast aside the log when her eye was attracted by Il tuft of coarse hair caught in a splinter Did your husband have dog?" she asked the frightened woman at her side
 Yes. But he ran away the day my husband died. and no one has seen him since"
 Zudora again studied the log thought fully The earth about was soft, and presently she discovered the footprints of q dog. The tuft of hair and the racks set her thinking deeply.
 Was your man quite right? she ,sked touching her forehead.
 How do you mean?'
 "I mean did he act queerly at timesT Why, now you come to speak of ft yes l thought he was just cratic"
 Here's a bit of good luck" said Zu dora suddenly. She pointed down the road a bit where a wagon was visibly approaching. Hell be able to give us lift back to the village. l want to see the authorities at once. I've an idea how your husband came to die."
 "How?'
 All in good time" Zudora hailed the farmer He would gladly give them a lift. These two men," said Zudora. indicating John and Hassam Ali, have met with an accident. Help me get them into the wagon"
 In jlffy, miss"
 The exhausted men were bundled into the wagon. and the farmer touch ed his team with his whip.
 At the outskirts of the town they came upon a mob. It was very disor- derly In the midst of this mob was a pale man securely bound.
 My brother! They are going to lynch him!" cried the widow wildly.
 It looked that way to Zudora too. There was one thing for her to do. Into this mob she resolutely pushed her way. The excited men stepped aside grumbingly.
 Men, even if this poor man was guilty you are acting like n pack of wolves. He is innocent l can tell you how John McWinter came to his death. He died in q trap he had set l for this very man you would hang His own dog was the cause of his l death"
 His dogr
 Come. come; this is no time for fairy stories. String him up, boys, be- fore the police nose in!'
 Smith was backed against tree
 "l warn you that you will be con- hitting murder. Give me one hour. and if l cannot reasonably prove that Smith Is guiltless, whs, l engage to stand aside and watch you hang him.
 This declaration made the more sober men pause.
 And I'll help you pull the roper' shouted the sheriff. quick to recognize the value of q respite.
 Choose six among you to follow me, said /udora. "or as many as you wish v
 "We'll all go; Smith tool"
 That settled It. The mob began to surge along the road at dog trot. If this girl could prove what she snid. why, Smith could go. if not there'd be enough trees near the shack to serve their purpose
 When the eager girl exhibited the bottles and explained what was in them, pointed to the little platform and then tO the door with it's spring a calm began to settle upon the blood thirsty men.
 ITO hold the door open against the pressure of the spring it was necessary to prop this log against it. McWintel and smith had gone out hunting. Sud denly Smith missed McWinter. wht was. in inct. arranging the details oi the trap McWinters dog evidently got in his way. and he kicked it. The dog in its endeavor to escape a see ond kick bumped against the log. shut ting McWinter in the shack and caus ing the poisonous fumes to be liberat ed. My uncle has already proved this fact to his satisfaction"
 Hassam Ali nodded gravely. There was nothing else for him to do Storm stared at him ironically for mon ent
 But there is something else to add. went on Zudora, now satisfied that she had won the interest of the mob
 "McWinter had laid this trap fol Smith himself. He was an insane man. and none of you ever suspicioned this fact He ilnAgined all bis trou: