The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-08-22

suppressed Keeling and his gaunt frame
sno~eu unmistakable suffering. In the
Few minutes that had passed since
hynaston had left him the whole trag.
Guy OF the next twenty-four hours had
oeen brought home to him.
| can't let you go, boy he said
noarsely. We had better take orr
chance. Bring your men on over across
the border"
The appeal was almost oyerwhelm.
ing in its intensity.
Don't you know that it means vour
life?" N
l know. But it means war il I
do; and, Upton, as God is my Judge.
cannot start war that will involve
the country to save my own skin.
You see that, don't you?"
Upton licked his dry lips.
'Nhen-when-do you mean to
leaye?' he asked.
Right now"
Kynaston's face was pale.
Are the ladies in the back
room?"
Yes. I'll go with you to the
door"
The two men strolled listlessly to-
ward the door of the main room, where
the defenders stood eying them.
Frank puzzlement was written large
| upon their faces as Upton unbarred
the door, letting Kynaston out upon
the smooth OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES stretch
OF grass that spread from the door
step to the stream, grass that had
been laboriously planted by hand
through two generations.
Below them the land sloped away
to the east, riot Of gold and dun,
pearl and opal, and that curious red
brown that one sees In the southwest
and nowhere else on earth.
Looking out before he shut the door
again, Upton saw, mile away, col
umn Of red dust swirl up to the anne
thystine sky and heard a series of
long, joyous yells that cut the desert
silences like knife. Yell after yell
broke out, then firing, and then more
yells.
"Thatll be the arrival of the re-
endorsements they spoke Of" said KY
naston. I'm off old man. Adios!
Give my love to--your-daughter."
Upton frankly choked as he watched
the younger man swing of down the
hill.
Steadily Kynaston tramped down
across the dead olive-green of the
parched alfalfa patch, skirted the dead
brown of the sugar cane, paused to
wave his hand to the old miner, and
then-disappeared from view among
the cottonwoods.
Upton, signing, turned back to the
house. He tramped through the great
room amid a great silence. Men
turned from their loopholes, scanned
his face, and furtively fell to rubbing
spotless rife-bolts with their shirt.
sleeves. They saw in his face such
grief as is above mere words, and,
after the manner of the southwest, re-
spected ii.
Dorothy and Mrs, Fame he found in
the back room. They knew, or sus'
nected. Mrs. Fame was sitting in a
chair at the head of the table, her face
in her hands, frankly weeping, with
her arms spread upon the table, her
heautitul figure racked with sobs
Dorothv. a mixture Of fire and ice.
stood bv the window, which was closed
and barred. confronting Mr.. Wilkes
Who fairly cringed before the conoen-
tratad fury in her eyes.
u saw it was a shame "a shame
.be cried What if he did kill him?
MD thew not try to kill him first and
have they not stolen first from US, and
fo- two DAYS now tried to kill MS all?
Did he net peril his life to get as wa
tori Did he not cross the line and
,ts7, his life and. more than his LIE,
his ranntatior as a soldier 10 help US!
~Wb.. mrs. he think Of us? To
have ~ accca, such sacrifice from
h;.,,, q, father. / cannot stand 1t!
lrzrjon. say something
mt Marion was long past saying
d.. .tsi,r that could be OF even the
,,es. comfort It was Mr.. Upton
~ II the best we could, daugh-
". are but human, after all
= .+bar Evaaeton nor l were sure
oh p. ~ shot the man. Anyway
~ 49,, -~o..f.-d US immunity If the man
80 xiii their leader should give
. W. If, ~, 10 trial by court-martial-,
Vr.,5 means death" interlec'eu
Dorothy scorufuliy $500, u,,ob of
And as we could not tell when WIN 1.,S Ui
Anu lit was who did the kill
No played a hand Of poker 70
' I-e;5a That was what we we're oOins
"D aGanbIed away life" CALCULATED
the Mortified girl go ..,.u-sbe
nfokea up the calls lying on the 'aO'