Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1916-08-23


the animal toy the fnrelock and led il
lvroSS the lot to Il gate. which tie
opened Then. raising his hands
(hrrntcnin-ty he drove the horse
through. Watching it rs it y:lllupc,l OFT
INTO the woods Then gong to II WA.
on shed near by .\huer took Il hr,,ir
from 4 row OF saddles and haltcrS, ana
With it ON his arm tie passed through
Tie gate and started down the road
the leather rrin> dragging in the tlu~,
III his side. Half Il mile farther on he
turned aside into tn, wood and walked
through the twilight till he SAW Il
glenn OF tire through the trees and
knew ii WAS from the ruNln occupied
IVY .\nt Fulton AMI liz; wife. Here 40
n"r began ~ walk more slowly. and rs
Ne moved toward the light he wl;; 'rt
lnndlv after the manner OF farmers
raI!in. their horses Presently ne
emerged from the low scattering.
bushes immediately in front 81 the
cabin. Mrs Fulton came ~ he door"
her hands white With some dough she
WAS mixing
ed rs She recognized him ana noticed
The bride in his hand
Yes. Have You seed imp" Abncr
AMI, closer lies the very devil -
slip a halter When he's hitched 10 Il
post. He larnt the trick somehow. III
| ilniut never broke i'm OF it,
"\u. | h;in't noticed Il loose boss .
l,t,\ Il
y, Abe has: he's just come from town
Say. .Abe"->he turned to look into the
cabin -"have YOU seed anything o Mr.
Daniels boss:
There WAS no immediate answer. but
il rrunching tread came from Within.
and Abe >lplrNtu forward into the
doorway. \hurr remarked 4 certain
restless stare III the mans eyes and
fHurirl that he SAW Il hunted look Of
despair in the almost brutal face.
no. | hHiut seen no boss Abe said.
"l.NrlI>,, me: l smell my bacon aburn-
in" Mrs. Fulton exclaimed suddenly.
abe. -ive Mr. Daniel Il chair. III bet
he's tired.
Abe went into the cabin and brought
out IL crude. Splint hottomeu chair. and
when \bner had taken it Abe sat down
nn Il wash bench near 10y.
Eyes. think it is the indoor work
that does me up. Abe" .Ahner went on
rliblv. IL Teller that's lived on o
farm Ill his life makes Il poor out at
a job like my new one. | acted the
plumb fool when | put good money in
that plant. But you know, of course,
that. | was countin' on Howard Tins.
ley to run it fer me: but. III me, consiu.
erin the plight the boys got hisse'f in,
that's all off, an I've got the bag to
hold, green rs | am
The man tapped the toe of his ragged
shoe with the battling stick. He swal
lowed. glanced furtively at Abner and
cleared his throat. Presently, With q
wavering glance, he jerkcd out:
Hell come out all right"
"IIumph! l say" Abner shifted
what makes you think that. Abe?'
, oh. because fellers like him always
come clear. Towards got Influential
kin. an he stands at the top. Tho
. courts are sort O joke an so is the
general run O. juries. \ Teller jest has
i to have little pull in politics. Il few
! dollars behind i'm an wear good clothes
, to git out O. anything.'
Il wish you was right: I really do
Abner answered. You amt as old as
am by long sight. Abe" Abner's
tone had never been so confidential
and friendly. You amt seed as much
o. lawn. Billy Barnett. as you may
know, is as keen a practitioner as the
state has got I've retained him. an
he's workin' with might an main OF
the case. but him nor me nor all the
law in the world can't do a thing as
long as Howard holds out us he is
dOin'."
Holds out?" For the first time the
glance Of the small eyes sought Abner'.
inquiringly. What do you mean by
holdin' out?'
Abner seemed to hesitate. and wher
he finally spoke it was as if he had de
cideu that he might fall deeper into
confidence with man whom hi
trusted.
"Nhy, Abe, just between you an
me. I'm afraid that the boys bullhead
ell StuDbornncSS is gOin' to block al
our efforts in his behalf. You know thu
law we'll enough. All of us know the
law well enough to know that thu
courts are lenient when a man come!
right out an admits that he done
wrong thing. I'm talkin' to you nov
as friend an neighbor. In fact
I've heard Howard say lots O. nic'
things about you an yore wife. an
know you are interested in his wei
fare. an will hate to hear how he il
actin. But the truth is-the sad truth
lS-that he won't listen to reason. Tall
as we will. the boy sticks to his pla1
o claimin' that he knows nothin at al
about the shootin''
"Well, maybe he don't!' burst i'm
pulslvely from the man on the bench
Il Teller ain't guilty till he's provet
guilty.
Abners eyes cleaned.
I'm glad to hear you stand up fe
I'M, anyway. Abe.' Abner went OF