Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1915-05-28
NO avoId meeting MURDOCH he turn.

pOubA VA hlo NolNCs
Eyes, and mighty gay because the
season will end In two weeks. Where
will you go thenT he asked interest.
eddy.
81 have no Plans" she said. ~
have no home"
Then, seeming to realize the longing
in her voice, she abruptly changed the
conversation. "Why are you not with
them In the parade2" she asked.
II rode on ahead for my mail and
found letter containing the best of
news"
"Goodr' she said. "And what was
the newsr"
IF l thought you cared he began.
"Why should II" she asked with
simple directness you have avoided
me on all occasions"
He was left no time for explanations
now. The parade was passing. Only
two members Of the Oh show had seen
them. The Princess Wenona, with flash.
ing eye, turned her head indifferently,
yet Fleming knew that she had seen
"Tll see you again soon," he said. II
have lot want to say to you"
'"The deucep said Hearty Holly In
mild surprise as Fleming Joined him.
Then. catching sight of Mary Moore,
'.The deuce" he added with more
vehemence.
An hour later Mary Moore returned
to her hotel On the broad front gal.
lery of the building powerfully built
old man, with white hair streaming TO
his shoulders and long white beard,
stood waiting for her. Uncle Rus Ray.
burn, from his position as driver OF
the old stagecoach In the parade, had
seen the young couple in the park.
He CALAMITY removed his battered old
hat, holding 1t in his hand.
She smiled at him encouragingly.
Miss Moore, I've got a word to speak
to you" he said in a low tone. "A
man that pioneered and frontiered in
the seventies and eighties same as me
has rode many mile to take his neigh.
bors warnln' against InJuns.
"It wouldn't do no good to warn Al
Fleming. Besides, he's got to carry
Out Mt bul-Wtllg 1Ou
neighbor. amt your And didn't have
to ride moren two blocks to tell you
that the Princess Wenona IN on the
warpath, and no mistake"
'rhank you, Uncle Rus" said Mary
Moore In her quiet, gentle way. Be
question the old man was far down
the street.
The matinee performance was adver
tised to begin promptly at 215.
Out In the dressing tent Murdoch,
who was his own manager, was thrown
into fit OF temper by Mary Moore's
urgent demand to be placed third on
the program, and after a stormy inter
view she was given her way.
At last the bugles sounded and the
performance opened with the grand en-
try and review. Display No. 2 was
fancy and expert roplng by the cow
boys and cowglrls Of the "a ranch.
In front OF the reserved seats the
Princess Wenona, who had deftly
caught old Jayblrd, the trained COW
pony, by the fore feet, hind feet and
neck when Al Fleming had spurred
him past her, was making her lariat
loop ready for her final and most diff
cult feat
In that trick she flung her catch rope
over the bodies Of both horse and rid
err, drawing In the slack at the exact
moment when the rope had slipped
around all four OF Jaybird's feet.
50 intent were the spectators on the
girls movements that they failed TO
notice that the other actors In the ring
had stopped their performance. An In
visible helmet might also have been
worn by the slender, glrlIsh figure In
the natty buckskln hunting dress and
jaunty hat who was entering for her
act, which came next.
Jaybird had been taught by rough
experience that the best thing to do
when he felt the tightening OF the rope
was 10 stop as abruptly ~ possible
But how could he know 10 halt when 1t
frightened about his riders shoulders?
In q fash the Princess Wenona was
revealed 10 Al Fleming Sioux. 81
simultaneously came the sharp report OF
a pistol, and the taut rope snapped
midway OF roped and roper
The sudden release threw the prin-
cess spra wiling lfdiculously on the
ground. The crowd cheered wildly.
With mighty effort AL Fleming re-
gained his balance In the saddle and
rode from the arena.
A pale little figure In short buckskin
hunting dress ran forward with little
slxips TO take her place for display No.
0, characterized as a remarkable exhi-
billion OF pistol shooting. In her hand
was n smoking revolver.
The crowd inside, all unconscious OF
the averted tragedy and suffering from
anticlimax, Jccred rudely at the nu-
merous times Mary Moore missed her
mark
Al Fleming, leaning against wheel
OF the old stagecoach, said nothing.
When the torture Of her performance
was over and he saw her coming to-
ward him he put forth his hand TO
steady the swaylng figure. A light
burned In his eyes.
"Please take me homer she said
family.
Together they made their way 10 a
whiting automobile, he bending over
her in earnest conversation.
When he had handed her In he spoke
30 the driver.
"DrIve TO the place where you get
marriage licenses" he said, and sat
down beside her.
"And then-home," he whispered