Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1915-11-12

side of the border You're safe as
long as you like to stay"
Craig nodded gratefully.
"All the same," he said, fear that /
must co."
The professor coughed
Il am sure. Craig" he declared,
that you have decided wisely"
Craig looked gloomily away.
There is nothing else for me to
do" he said. "The child must be met
and looked after. Besides, l am sick
of 1t all. You may as well know the
truth"
why not now?" Quest suggested,
softly.
"In New York." Craig replied, "and
not before"
Quest and the professor exchanged
meaning glances.
Very WELL" the former decided,
turning away; ssfn a week from today,
Craig, Iyshan expect you to report at
the professors house."
They left the room together. Long
Jim fingered by Craig's side
Those guys have been soaring you
some, / guess he remarked. For
get 'em, cookie. They can't touch you
here. OF course. ii you go to New
York it's your own show
81 know that" Craig replied, gloom.
| ily
One Of the girls passed her arm
through Long Jim's
"Just one dance she whispered
He hesitated, looking out of the
window. Then he shrugged his shoul-
ders.
I'm tired of those guys he re-
marked to Craig, with grin. "Guess
III stay here for Bit"
Craig was left alone for few min
utes. Suddenly Marta glided in and
sat by his side Her eyes we're fash
| ing with anger.
You know what they said, those
two, as they passed out?' she whis-
| pered, hoarsely. Il heard them
They are going to board the $3.50
train tomorrow morning. The dark
man turned and said to the other:
If he is not on that, we'll wait till we
find him. Once we get him in New
York, he's our man."
A little exclamation of anger broke
from Craig's lips. The girl caught at
| his arm.
Don't co." she begged. Don't go.
There are plenty of places near here
where you can hide, where we could
go together and live quite simply. I'd
work for you. Take me away from
this, somewhere over the hills. Don't
go to New York They are cruel, those
men. They are hunting you'll can
see it in their faces"
Craig shook his head sadly.
Little girl" he said. 81 should like
to go with you along that valley and
over the hills and forget that I had
ever lived in any other world. But
l can't do it. There's a child there
now, on the ocean, nearer to New
York every day, my sisters own child
and no one to meet her. And-there
are the other things. l have sinned
and l must pay. :. My God!"
The room suddenly rang with Mar
ta's shrek. Through the open win
dow by which they were sitting, an
arm wrapped in serape had suddenly
lowered over them. Craig, in starting
back, had just escaped the downward
blow of the knife, which had buried
itself in Marta's arm. She fell back
screaming.
| "It's josef" she cried. "The brute!
The beastl"
| Craig swung to his feet, furious
Long Jim, cursing fiercely, drew his
gun. At that moment the door of the
saloon was thrown open. Jose came
reeling in, his serape over his shoul
der, drunken grin on his face h
staggered towards them.
"Jose, you beast!" the girl called
out, and fell back, fainting.
There was the sound of a revolvel
shot and Jose reeled backwards ant
fell with a cry across the sanded floor
Jim thrust his smoking gun into thi
belt and caught Craig by the arm.
} "Say, we'd better get out of this
J cookie!" he muttered.
They hustled out. Apparently Jos
: was unpopular, for everyone SCENE,
, only anxious to have them clear away
'Pll get you into the camp quietly,
: Long Jim muttered. You'll be safe
there for the night. Then you ca
make that $3.50 in the morning."
/ Lenora, with her bed dragged t
) the opening of the tent, greeted tn