The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1916-06-01
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Hampden's guilt, which were as good
as warrants for his arraignment and
that OF the amorous young commits
sioner.
The ring was wider than she
had any conception Of and reached
afar throughout the state
She was not half over the Coast
Range on the one-horse railroad when
her lawyer laid the copied papers on
the commissioners private desk
IT'S come at last" he said tensely:
somebody's leaked"
And in a lightning fash the com
missioner knew what had become Of
his account book and the missing let
ters from Hampden.
He slumped In his chair drumming
with senseless fingers on its arm.
He saw black bars across the win
dow with the waving trees beyond.
and knew himself for that weakest
among men, a woman's tool
SO. filled with excited determine
tion 10 beat Sandry with the Hamp-
den case and forestall his sending for
Fansworth, which was the last thing
she wanted, Poppy Ordway again
rode up the valley The mighty hills
we're silent in the deadlock of an
Oregon summer No breath Of wind
found its way into the sheltered val.
leys and the pines we're still.
The tidewater slough was gray
with the inland brine.
"Glorious!" she said to herself. lift
ing her gaze TO the hazy mountains.
And I'll save It for him-even
against his will"
She was sure she had succeeded
in her mission and. happy in the
knowledge, was eager to be out OF
the hired rig.
And Sandry. as he assisted her out,
thought simply that she was the
most beautiful woman in the world,
for all the Joy Of triumph lent sparkle
to her lovely features, deepened the
slumbrous blue OF her eyes.
No word had ever been spoken
about that night at the rollway and
Sandry bore a sense of guilt that he
had taken her avowal without open
reciprocatlon But the face of Siletz
held him back. He scorned himself
and yet he knew he was blameless,
save for that unguarded kiss in the
glade
But did he wish to reciprooate? He
did not know.
Daily's camp droned on-getting
out its logs. flooding them down the
slough, binding them slowly into the
now familiar Ocean-going raft
The foreman himself was un-
changed though the world had
changed for him since that mlser-
able Yes" Of Sietz in the darkened
room when he laid gentle hand on
her shoulder To Sandry he was the
same for he had come. through the
slow processes Of the simple nature
to be his friend The elusive fine
ness that had shown plain to Sandry
from the first in John Daily's heart
was solid as a rock a foundation. an
abutment.
They watched iampden's trail
grow toward the East Belt with an
exaggerated slowness. a Haunting OF
secTity.
And then two days after Miss Ord.
ways return, the young commission
er and the Portland lawyer got of
the train at Toledo and we're driven
out to the Yellow Pines. They bore
Tor Hampden the widest agony Of
his strong life in the revelation Of his
goddess.
They were closeted together the
whole Of the night in the Yellow
Pines Office and Il was a strenuous
night for the two strangers, for
Hampden was a man TO fear in his
RACES.
At first they held him by main
force, and later by argument and rea.
son.
Fight said the lawyer in the pink
dawn, fight like hell! And blum
It's your only chance"
"Fight?" snarled Hampden hoarse-
ly, what for? This damned driv.
eler has let her get the originals Of
these letters Of mine about the three
timber claims in 7-lO, and they
alone'd put me behind bars! You're
the damnedest ass ! ever scent"
And the mans small red eyes
glared at his accomplice with the
murder-lust. But the commissioner
had some spirit himself and came
back with defense.
Fools? We're two together Il
was from you she got her first knowl
edge Of the game She fooled her
first suspicious out Of you in her
horseback rides. She told me So
that's how you took her in on the
deals. she said"
Hampden groaned and flung his
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