The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1916-02-24

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Seagrue was not for an instant to be
swerved from his purpose. Get that
whelp," he shouted, pointing at Spike.
I'll look out for the girl"
Albeit with the poor stomach, Lug
and Bill attacked the powerful outlaw.
Helen, looking distractedly for q
weapon of defense, saw the explosive
cylinders. A blow struck by Lug from
behind had stunned Spike. He lay
helpless and the three men turned to
secure Helen. STOPPING swiftly, she
picked up a cylinder and stood at bay.
Come another foot and I'll smash this
If it kills every n OF us," she cried,
reckless Of consequence.
Lug and Bill halted Ia terror-they
knew if she carried oVs her threat it
meant death to them Al. Seagrue's
was the harder nature. Throw it IL
you dare" he cried, talntingly. He
knew she would not commit suicide.
Together, boys" he shouted; rush
her.
"Seagrue," cried a voice from the
"ihuo" DSuinu I1clDA, get DUCK!
Storm had gained a hip of the roof
commanding the room and thrusting
his hand through the window covered
the men inside with a revolver.
Helen laid her dangerous cylinder
down. Storm handed her the pistol.
Keep them covered till / get in,
Helen!"
This window proved difficult to ne.
gotiate. Storm tried to drop inside
from 1t, and Helen turned to help him.
In doing so, she left the three an in.
slant uncovered. They sprang through
the door and down the stairs. Lug
and Bill pade for the car. NO." shout.
ed Seagrue, hide"
Helen and Storm bent over Spike.
He lay dazed. When he was able to
help himself a little and with their
aid could rise to his feet, they sup.
ported him downstairs.
Their enemies were nowhere to be
seen. But in the roadway stood Sea-
grue's machine. No member of the
party had scruple about confscatiny
it. Spike and Storm, together, soon
a the engine turning and they pat
Helen in on the seat where she had
so lately lain helpless, and drove back
with her to Rhinelander's camp, where
they found him ~anxiously awaiting
news OF his endangered protegee.
He greeted the sight of Helen with
rejoicing, but his features darkened
when his eyes fell on the redoubtable
Spike. Helen and Storm, enjoying the
mystery of the situation, allowed the
amazement on Rhinelander's face to
grow, as he looked from them to Spike,
and from Spike to Helen and Storm
for an explanation.
Yes" cried Helen, laughing al her
foster uncle, Il know it looks strange,
to see us three in friendly company.
doesn't it? But we're friends-aren't
we, Spike?"
Spike looked at her. You're my
friend, sure" he muttered.
Rhinelander, incredulous, pointed at
Spike. Have you brought him here
to hang him?" he exclaimed. eff that
fellow had anything to do with steal
ing you from the train, I'll help pull
the rope myself"
No. cried Helen, hose eyes
sparkled with the fun of the puzzle.
We didn't bring him here to hang
him. We brought him here to eat the
best Sunday dinner you ever served
In a construction camp"
You're to carve the roast for him
yourself" interposed Storm.
You've both gone crazy" declared
Rhinelander, weakening.
NO." persisted Helen, instead of
Spikes being to blame for my disap-
pearance, I'm afraid l should never
have lived to see you again, Uncle
Amos. If he hadn't been my friend in
need today" And she and Storm,
each constantly breaking in on the
other. told the days story.
BY George!" cried Rhinelander.
holding his hand ungrudgingly out to
Spike. Il believe there's something
decent in your worthless carcass afte.
all, Spike. You are entitled to a good
dinner. And you shall eat it with me,
you blamed rascal. Go clean yourself
up n report at my car within an
hour" he said roughly. by the way,
Helen" he turned suddenly on his
foster niece: Those right-of-way con-
tracts?"
Here, Uncle Amos" she exclaimed.
She drew from her blouse the regis
tered package. But the Christmas
mail for the camp was stolen by those
bruees! It's lost"
Not quite" interposed Storm. pull
ing lunches Of letters from each Of
his pockets- 81 picked EN- up before
we left the room"
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