The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-21

stirr;na - uenne what impulse was
SURFING the witless Margaret was
coms e her,. mind n I'll tell you when
come back" replied the woman " n.;., !
''y Na laugh. and she darted awav "" d
Ne'a was on her feet in On s..
one was greatly alarmed or s.all
~. Tue object Of her anxiety dis a
pea',he through hedge and ran !,
rapid pursuit Of her iah III
margaret darted throupb -
n,% ringing the rear of the Man
ans pace. Neva halted besitatina
anu undecided She shrank t,nr,
meeting Portia Manvine Tbo I'm I'm
name caused great pano ~ 49,
ner heart. Then, recalling some Va
~ escapdes of the mad woman eho
ran on again AS she peered ,bronnh
'ne iliacs Neva witnessed ot.r,,,s
scene preceded by wild sbriot
MAD Margaret had come mn so,t,r
oehind Portia Manville Inst 10y.
sue STOOD grasping in one hand .ho
iong iuxuriant braids of hair In az
o.aer she waved the keen elitterins
scissors threateningly. .
Don't you cry out again" her voice
sounded harshly because If Won do !,
VIII stab-stabl" w
"What-what do you wapton FOL,
tered the frightened and tramb,;na
fortia' shrinking in dread from tho
brandished weapon. ~
am going TO cut or vo,r ~. i.
declared Margaret dete.minadlv ~
so beautiful. Resides tina, Two o.,
70 nave it Little Nellie wants If and
l must always get anything for ber
that she wants"
rortla dared not stir Her heart
SANK at a sense Of her certain holm.
iessness. She sickened at the tbongbt
OF chance mar from those elittarir,
scissors on that faultless face To
De snorn of her chief glory, those long
siiKeh tresses, was to bid alden 70 a
marvellous adjunct to her rare beautv
See, Margaret" she faltered "tbo
pretty brooch | wear-or will 90 n
the house and get you some money
Please don't cut off my hair"
rake carei take care!" warned her
captor, you're stirring. I've got to
nave your hair. I've made Nellie a
great rag doll and want to put real
hair on its head Light hair. golden
and shining, just like yours"
The scissors made a snip. With n
frightful scream Portia tried to tear
away from her prosecutor Instantly
Margaret jerked her back. never re,
taxing her hair but holding her head
tightly raised the scissors. the blades
crossed till they became a dangerous
dagger.
mot the hair now" she cried los.
ing all control of herself. Its you
If | let you go now. you'll tell on me
and shall be locked up again
No, no" choked the nearly in.
sensible Porta.
I've got to kill YOU
Just as the cruel blades were de-
scending, Neva reached the spot She
grasped Margaret by the shoulders
with all her force. tore the scissors
from her hand, and threw them as far
as she could away from her
Then placing her arm about the
poor distracted creature. she soothed
her gradually, promised her some
false hair her aunt had, and gently
drew her away from the place
Just before dusk that evening Por
tia Manville came over to the Throop
home. There was strangely subdued
expression in her face Well there
might be! BY some strange fate, one
hour after her rescue by Neva, let
ter had come that had changed al
the tenor of her emotions
It was from the only man she had
ever loved, still loved. just released
from penal institution. He had EN-
bezzled to make her expensive pres
ents; now he was free He appealed
to her for the sake of the old love-
You saved my life" said Portia
coldly as ever, but with her restless
soul a volcano. Il am going away
from here tonight forever. and | give
you back-Dolph Merrill"