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Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1916-01-20

extremity. despairing Of the interposi-
ton of some miraculous chance. was
forced back upon himself. With the
vision of an inherent coward he saw
all chances against him. But with
the desperation of a maddened soul he
threw himself upon the defensive.
Red Feather had not expected to see
him offer resistance. This show of
clinched teeth and doubled fists sud-
denly enragcd him. and the old lust Of
vengeance famed from his eyes. Hat
and Disgusting coat We're cast aside.
For Il m his form. rigid and
erect. cleaned like Il statue of copper
cut in stern, relentless lines. and the
single crimson feather in his raven
1t IS a safe place. But you've lost your
nerve. Was Il time when you'd have
stood u creation in Il hole like this.
But you've turned TO salt, you have a
regular Bible character-giving up to
the law. letting them clap you in jail,
getting yourself hanged. very likely!
And RI because you've lost your nerve.
See here, Brick, stand 'cm out. I'll
steady you through thick and thin. I'll
bring you grub and water"
You couldn't do nothing,' Brick re-
turned coutemptuously. You're too
old. AS for that, | amt come to the
pass of needing being waited on, l
guess. 1t Amt dangers that subdues
me. Its principles. Look here"
He walked to the croSSbar that was
set in the walls to guard the hoor from
the unknown abyss. Il found out they
was a hole in the rock Just about five
feet under the floor. | can take this
rope and tie one end to the post and
let myself down to that little room
where there's grub enough to last Il
long siege. where there's bedding and
common Injuries. as tobacco and the
like. | amt been smoked out. Into the
open goes, free and disposed and ny
hands held up according.'
When he had finished the last morsel
of his story and had warmed some Of
it over for another taste there came
an omiMouS silence. broken ut last by
the qucrulous voice of Bill, arguing
! against surrender,
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locks matched in gold the silver bright

locks matched in gold the silver bright
ness OF his appraised Jade.
The ley moment his form shot for
ward, his arm gripped Geldware about
the neck despite furious resistance.
and both men fell into the water.
The violent shock given to the boat
sent Annabcl to her knees. C%lutching
the side, she gaZed with Mortified eyes
at the water in her wake. The men
had disappeared. but in the glowing
white path cut across the lake by the
sun appeared Il dull red streak that
thinncd away to faint purple and dim
pink. She watched the sinister discol-
Grafton with fascinated eyes. What
was taking place beneath the smooth
tide? Or was it all over? Had Red
Feather found Il rock to which he
could cling while he drowned himself
with his victim? Or had their bodies
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1916-01-20

al give you all you want-all you can
dream of-and Pm man of the world
enough to understand that happiness
depends just on that-getting what you
want"
Annabel started up abruptly. Il
think l beard the boat scraping out-
side"
Yes, he's there. Come, dear, and
before the ride is ended you must name
the day
Don't" she exclaimed sharply.
He
He's as deaf as Il post, my DEAR"
Gledware murmured gently. That's
why | selected him. knew we'd want
to talk-I knew you'd name the day"
He helped her down the rafting
boards.
Brick Wilcox rose softly and stole
toward the opening, his eyes filled with
a strange light. They lie longer ylared
with the blood lust of a Wild beast, but
showed gloomy and perplexed; the
words spoken concerning himself had
1 sunk deep.
The boatman sat with his back to
| Gledware and Annabcl. BE wore Il
long dingy coat of light gray and u
huge battered straw hat, whose wide
brim hid his hair and almost eclipsed
! his face. Wilcox, careful not to show
himself, stared at the skitf rs it shot
out from the landing, his brow
wrinkled i'll anxious thought. lie felt
strange and dizzy. and at first fancied
it was because OF the resolution that
had taken possession of him-thc reSo-
luton to return to Greer county and
give himself up. This purpose. as I'M
reasoning as his plan to kill Glcdware,
grew rs fixed in his mind as half an
hour before his other plan had been.
To go voluntarily to the sheriff, I'M
resistingly to hold out his wrists for
the handcu1fs-that would indeed mark
a new era in his life. "A wild Indian
wouldn't do that he unused, mo a
wild beast. guess | understand, after
all. And if that's the way to make
Lalloma happy
No wonder he felt queer. But his
lISjC tlCttISdllcSS diu IoI IlNc, iS a
matter of fact, entirely from subjec-
tive storm threateningS. There was
something about that ~boatman-now
when he tilted up his head slightly and
the hat failed TO conceal. Was it pos.
sible?
My God" whispered Wilcox, Its
Red Fcather..'
And Gledware. with eyes only fol
Annabel, finding nothing beyond hc1
but Il long gray coat, Il big straw hal
and two rowing arms, did not suspect
the truth.
In a flash Wilcox comprchendcd all
The Indian had dropped the pin il
Kimball's path, and 1Nimball. finding
it, had Carried it to Gledware as if Rec
Feather We're dead. The Indian llat
led his braves against the s%tagecoach
Kimbull had fallen under his knife
Yonder man in the corner, bound an(
gagged. was doubtless the old deaf
boatman engaged by Gledware. Rec
Feather had taken his place that hi
might row Gledware far out on thu
lake
And Annabel WIS in the boat.
Far away toward the east Edgertol
Compton was rowing, not near enough
to intervene in case tile Indian at
tempted violence, but better able thar
himself to lend assistance if the boa
We're overturned. Wilcox could, il
truth, do nothing except shout a warn
ing, and this he forebore lest Il hastel
the impending catastrophe. He re
manned, therefore. half hidden, crouch
], ing 1T the doorway, his eyes glued t
the rapidly gliding boat. With its thrc
figures clear cut against the first fam
sun glow.
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Possessions.
W "a ED TEATIIELcS mind was not
MA& constituted to entertain more
MW than one leading thought ut d
time. Ever since the desertIon
and death Of his daughter revenge had
been his dominant passion. 1t was in
order to find Glcdware that he hua
haunted the trail during the years of
Lahoma's youth, always hoping to dis
cover him in the new country-@liding
behind herds of cattle. listening to
scraps of talks among the cattlemen,
earning from Mizzoo the uneasy desig-
nation, "the ghost"
Thanks to the reading aloud of La-
homa's letter, he had learned OF Gled-
wares presence in the city which he
had known years before as Westport
Landing. He went thitler uibewilder-
ed by its marvellous changes. undis-
tracted by its tumultuous flood of life
for his mind was full of his mission.
He could sec only the blood following
the blade of ais knife, heard nothing
but Il groan, q death rattle.
Gledware's presence in the boat this
morning had beea made possible only
by the ~interposition Of Lahoma. But for
the Indians deep seated affection for
her. whom he regarded as Il child, the
man now smiling into Annabel's pale
face would long ago hayefound his final
resting place. It was dlfe' to the Indi-
ans s%ingleness of thought that Laho-
mas plan had struck him as good.
Gledware. stripped of all his posses
sions, Sinking as a beggar from door
to door. no roof. no bed but sky and
e%arth-that is what Red Feather had
meant.
He had believed Gledware glad of
the respite. That he should accept the
alternative seemed reasonable. There
was a choice only between death and
p~overty-and Gledware wished to live
so desperately. so basely. The chief
cared little for life. Still, he would
un~heSitatingly have preferred the most
meager existence to Il knife in his
heart. How much more. then. this
craven white man. But the plan had
failed because Gledware did not be-
lieve death was the other alternative.
Never in the remotest way had it oc-
CURED to the avenger that Gledware
could be spared should he prove false
to his oath. Red Feather was less a
man with passions than Il cold. relent-
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been caught in the tangled branches of
a submerged forest tree? 1t was one
Of the mysteries of the Ozarks never
to be solved.
She was still kneeling, still staring
with frightened eyes, still wondering
when Edgerton Compton rowed up be-
side her.
"He said he had nothing she STAN
mercd as he helped her to rise. He
said he had nothing. How true it is!'
Edgerton gently lifted her to his skiff,
then stepped in beside her. He, too,
was watching the water for the pos
sible cmergence of Il CHASTITY face.
Annabel began trembling IS with
the ague. 'Edgcrton. He said it was
all Il lie-about his property-and SO
it was. Everything is Il lie except
this"
She chung to him.
- $ IS IL it
When Bill Atkins with an air of i'm
p%enetrable mystery invited Wilfred
Compton to Il ride that might keep him
from his bride several days the young
man guessed that Wilcox had been
found. Lahoma, divining IS much,
urged Wilfred to hasten, assured him
that she enjoyed the publicity and stir
ring life Of the Mangum hotel and eX-
pressed confidence that should she
need q friend Nfizzoo would help her
through any difficulty. SO Wilfred
rode away With Bill. and Wilcox was
| not mentioned.
Bill Tas evidently III deep trouble,
and when Wilfsed and he had let them
selves down into lie stone corridor,
whose only entrance vac n creyice i'll
the mountain top, he understood the
old trappcr'S deep ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Wilcox was there, ANA Brick declared
his intention of giving himself up. lie
announced his purpose before greetings
had subsidized. Bill called him an old
fool, used unpruned language. scolGed
rather than argued. Wilfrcd, on the
other hand. DELAYED events by request
ing full particulars of the last few
| weeks.
VIII lhC NJ IC , btNii w w.
Bill objected; there's 40 call to travel
over that ground again. What |
| brought you here for. Wilfrcd, is to
| show him how foolish he'd be to let
himself be taken when he's free as the
| wind"
Il tells my tale" declared Brick,
and them as has heard it once can
| take it or leave it," He was d~iscursive.
circunlstantial, and it was Il long time
before he led them in fancy to the door
Of the boathouse and showed them Red
Feather and Gledware disappearing
forever beneath the surface of the lake.
There l waited" he said, respecting
first one head. then the other. to come
10 light, but nothing happened. Seem
ed like | couldn't move. But Edger-
ton he began rowing towards me with
Annabel. she happy despite herself,
and when | see it wouldn't do to tarry
no longer | cuts loose the old deaf
boatman and unstops his mouth. Well.
| sir. he let's out a yell that would "a done
credit to a bobcat fighting in the traps.
| had to Il for it. Fellows from the
clubhouse took after me thinking I'd
been numbering somebody. ! skinned
them Ozark hills, and I skinned myself.
But Brick he says, When you turns
i loose Il bobcat expect scratches says
| he"
Don't tell about how you hiti in the
hills waiting for Il night train" Bill
pleaded.
II tells it ALL" Brick was inlexiDse,
You are here, I'm here. and it's a safe
place. We may never be SO put again."
"a safe place" Bill snarled. Yes,
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ed to bring the skift for them at lit
developed that Gledware had no intell-
ton OF doing the rowing-had not yet
come. They sat down on the rustic
bench, their voices distinctly audible
in all parts of the small building.
Her closest living rc%lative,' Gled-
ware said, lis Il great-aunt living in
Boston. AS soon as l found out who
| she was-I'd always supposed her liv-
ing among Indians and that it would
be impossible to find her-but as soon
as | learned the truth, without saying
anything to her, l wrote to her great
aunt. I've never been III q position
ought to place her with her w fam
ilv. got an ansWcr-about what you
would expect. They'd give her a home
i told them what Il respectable girl
she is-fairly c%rcditable appearance
intelligent enough. But they couldn't
stand those people she lives with
criminals, you know, Annabel, high
waymcn, murdcrers!. Imagine Brick
Wilcox in Il Boston drawing room,
But you couldn't.'
NO" Annabel agreed. Poor la
! homa, And | know shed nefcr give
him up"
"Tbat's it. She's inmoyable. Shoe
insist on taking him along. But he be
longs to another age-a different coun-
try. He couldn't understand. He
thinks when you've anything against
a man the proper move is to kill i'm.
Hes just like an Indiana wild beast.
Wouldn't know what We meant if we
talked about civilization, His religion
is the knife. Well, you see, If he were
out of the way, Lahoma would have
her chance"
But couldn't he be arrcsted?'
That's my only hope. If he were
hdnged OF locked up for Il certain num-
Der of years Lahoma'U so east. But as
long as he's at large she'll wait for hin,
tt turn up. She'll stay right there in
the cove till she dies of old age if he's
free to visit her at odd moments. It's
her idea Of fidelity, and it's true that
he did take her in when she needed
somebody. There's Il on foot
now to arrest him for an old crime-a
murder. l witnessed the deed. I'll
testify if called on. Lahoma will hate
me for that, but it'll be the greatest IA
vor l could possibly do her. She
knows l mean to appear against him,
and she thinks me a brute. But if /
can convict Wilcox it'll place Lahoma
in Il family of wealth and refinement
He broke off with. wonder why
that old deaf boatman doesn't Gomez
He walked impatiently to the head OF
the steps and stared out over the lake.
somebody out there now," he ex,
claimed. ooh. it's Edgerton rowing
about"
He returned to the bench, but did not
sit down. "Annabel," he said abruptly
you promised me to name the day this
morning."
Yes" she responded very family.
And / am sure, dear" he added in a
deep resonant voice, that in time you
will come to care for me as l care for
you now--yOu, the only woman have
ever loved. l understand about Edger-
ton, but you see. you couldn't marry
HMM fact, he couldn't marry any
body for years; he has nothing. And
these earlier attachments that we
think the biggest things in our lives
well, they just dwindle, Annabel, they
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Copyright, 1918, by the Bobbs- Merrill
Company.

he. Just lay Still and comfortable, and
We'll see what's coming"
Presently there were footsteps in the
path, and to Willock's intense disap-
pointment Gledware and Annabel
came in together. They were in the
midst Of a conversation, and at the first
few words he found it related to La
homa. The boatman who had promis-
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Continued Next Wcek.)
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CHAPTER Xxx

GIedware's Possessions.
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DAMAGE BY WIND
AT PRAIRIE DU SAC

A cyclone struck a part of Prairie du
Sac Thursday evening, but fortunate
ly did no serious damage. Trees were
uprooted and broken off, some falling
on roofs and some blocking the roads
and sidewalks in front of the homes
of M A Reynolds, George Schneider,
Mrs Eliza Carpenter and Mrs H. R.
Drew. A chimney on the George
Schneider residence was knocked down
and considerable damage was done to
the electric light and telephone wires,
but no one was hurt, although there
were many live wires lying about.
Other Items
Mrs. J. A. Moore had the misfortune
to fall down the cellar stairs Wednes-
day afternoon, striking the back of
her head on the cement floor. Her
head was gashed in two places, and
it is not known whether it was from
the fall or from knife she held in
her hand. Conclusion of the brain
and fracture OF the skull were feared,
but at present her condition is i'm
proving and it is thought she is in
no immediate danger.
D. D. Mac Pherson and daughter,
Miss Florence, left Sunday evening
via Baraboo for Washburn where they
are visiting relatives.
Little Frances 7 La Fargo.
Wis, is guest or ~ L. s. Drew
family.
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HaIlet Wickus

The funeral services for Hallet
Wickus were held at the Wickus home
Wednesday afternoon, conducted by
Rev. E. P. Hall. Numerous friends of
the family were present, and many
beautiful flowers were contributed and
through their fragrance, the
sympathy Of the givers on this sor-
roWful occasion. Mrs. William Morse
and Miss Edna Varnell sang with
much feeling the two consoling
hymns, Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
and "Safe in the Arms of Jesus" Miss
Clara Risley accompanied them. Four
of the bearers were relatives of the
deceased and the others close friends.
They were Harland E., Adelbert F.,
and Ralph Wickus, Walden Wilcox,
Floyd Bailey and Roy Frazier. Those
from out of town to attend the funer-
al were Mrs. Marietta Atom, Sioux
City, Iowa; Mrs. George Munderloh.
Chicago; Mrs. r. H. Pierce, NATION,
Mrs. Robert Atom and daugh-
ter Belle of Sumpter.
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up entirely and sank rapidly until
death came to end his suffering on
May 81, 1916. The best medical skill
to be had was called, but were unable
to build up the blood supply and death
was inevitable
Billy Hass had more friends than
the average young man, and his death
will be greatly mOurned by his num-
erous friends in both Redesburg and
BarabOo. He was a mechanical gen
JUS, good musician, and artist of fine
ability. With these talents bright
future surely awaited him, but the all
wise Creator knows best.
He was a great lover of flowers, and
friends paid their respects in many
beautiful designs Of flowers. The flow
er girls were as follows: Julia Cady,
Juanita Geffert, Edna Randall, Ruth
Townsend, Emma Terry.
The pail bearers were Orion Fox,
Louis LuhrsOn A. W. Huebing, Andy
Ray, William Ellenberg, Herman
Grautin.
His untimely death is mourned by
his parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Gustave
Hass, his sister, Mrs. Bertha Corning,
his brothers, Gus, Alvin and Arthur,
as we'll as by many friends and &C
quaintances.
Those who attended the services
from out of town were FIR. and Mrs
Alvin Hass, Belmond. Iowa; Arthur
Hass, Tomah, Wis; Mr. and Mrs Vol
Baraboo; Misses Florence, Marie and
Dorothy Farwell, Baraboo; Mrs. Stan
ton and two daughters Ruth and
Esther, Hillsboro, Wis; Mrs. Tracy,
EIroy.
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Frederick Wilhelm Hass

The funeral of Frederick Wilhelm
Hass was held from his home in
Reedsburg Friday afternoon at 200
O'Clock, conducted by Rev. L. Schrei-
der of st. Johns Lutheran church. He
was born in Mauston, Wis, January
"a, 1892, and baptized by Rev. Reich
ert of the Holy Christian church, May
20, 1892. He moved to the city Of
Reedsburg with his parents several
years ago and grew to a noble young
forming a vast number of
friends, both young and old.
For several months he had been in
failing health due to pernicious anem-
ia, but kept about braveIy and uncom-
plainingly, trying to regain his health.
Three weeks ago he had to give
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TRANSFERS IN
REAL ESTATE
EEgg J. -

Frank Short to J. Wallace Meyers,
land in Baraboo, $4,000.
J. Wallace Meyers to Frank Short,
land in Greenfield, $1,000.
M. F. Foley to A. Fry, land in Green
field, 81.
Martin Dyrud to G. A. Lien, 80 acres
in Baraboo, 81.
Mrs. Calista P Burnham to w. A.
Crop, land in Baraboo; 81.
Samuel Plat to Fred w. Schultz,
land in Baraboo; 81.
| T. E. Mead to William NJ. Allen land
in Delton; 81.
Henry J. Bindl to Robert A. Mach
reiner; land in Franklin; 81.
Robert A. Nachreiner to Henry
Bindl, land in Franklin, 81.
Minnie Kautz to Albert Drescher,
land in Freedom; 81.
Fred Nabs, Sr., to Fred Nabs, Jr.,
land in Woodland, $4,000
Valloo V. Moore to Deppe-Carpenter
Lumber Co., six lots; 81.
Siefert Horkan Verthein Co. to Eva
Kelly, land in Reedsburg; ST.
Martin Kelley to Siefert Horkan
Verthein Co., land in Westf1eId, 81.
Louise Voss to Herman Voss, land in
Westfeld; $4,000
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Mrs. Albert Wood

The funeral of Mrs. Albert Wood
was held from the home at Woodlawn
on Friday. The pallbearers were
neighbors and interment was at San
dusky. Among those who attended
the funeral were the following: Mr..
and Mrs. R. e. Organ, Baraboo; Mr.,
and Mrs. Henry Pobjoy, Baraboo;
Mrs. Howard Mather, Baraboo; Mrs.
Chaplin and children, Centuria; W..
liam Organ. Fair Lid.
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papers; there is public library OF
several thousand books; and finally =
white nursery with beds and chairs
for the little children. Opposite is q
room for the womens clubs, with aH-
other library and more magazines.
This house in the town forum. Here
meet the committees and societies;
it is free to everyone Farmers
wives bring their babies and leave
them in charge of the matron while
they go shopping; they come here 10
rest while their husbands are busy
in the stores. Short entertainments
are given frequently, and if a distms
guished visitor is in town he is asked
to speak.
The country women make it a head.
quarters for their neighborhood visits.
sometimes twenty or more bringing
their lunches and having a picnic dAA.
ner in the big room when they come
to town for shopping.
In the basement is a great tiled
pool filed the year round with aerat-
ed water and in charge of an attend
ant. The boys and girls of town revel
in the plunge and it is the favorite
resort Of many older folks. In the
rear is gymnasium. The floor i'd
used as a roller-skating rink and the
gallery has roller-skating race track.
In the gymnasium are held the bust
ness mems dinners.
All this takes money-about $4,000 q
year. The men and women of the
town contribute the larger part, Civ.
ing five to eight dollars a year each,
the subscription carrying with it the
privilege Of the pool and the rink, for
which small charge is made. More
than 200 out-of-town visitors a month
register at the Community House. The
townsfOlk wander in and out as if it
were their club--as in a sense it is.
The receipts are ample for it's main.
tenance and it is the pride of the
county
The Community House has solved
two problems: For the town--it has
made place OF the streets where
the boys and girls can go and under
proper management have entertain
ment, healthful and neral It mas
brought the men and women of the
city closer together and has made
them better acquainted; it has helped
the town spirit and crysta llized it ia
to neighborliness. For the surround
ing country-it has developed a bet
ter understanding of the oneness Of
town and farm.
Farmers and their wives have met
the city folks and learned that all
OF them are really working out about
the same problems. Many farmers
have become contributors to the maim-
tenance fund.
The success Of this Community
House lies in the fact that it belongs
in spirit to the whole community.
hat it is free, and that no dues or
axes are levied-it is the door OF
-riendliness opened by men and wom-
IN who want to extend good will.
c. NJ. Harger.
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gen, is at the Baraboo Hospital, and
the sons and daughters are all away
from home. For the present the home
is broken up. Mr. Hengen has spent
the most Of his life in the employ of
the Chicago & Northwestern railway.
On Thursday evening District At
torney James H. Hill received a tele-
phone message from Cazenovia that
the body of Christ Bottles had been
found in the mill pond near that place.
Accompanied by B. G. Bentley and a
stenographer, Miss Frances Schadde,
he went to the scene at once. No in
quest was held, but it was decided that
the unfortunate man had either COM
mitted suicide or had accidentally
drowned. He was aged about 55 and
had resided at Lime Ridge for some
years. He was last seen on Tuesday
and the body was badly decomposed
when found. 1t was buried at Gaze
nOYia soon after being found. Those
who investigated the case were not
able to find any relatives, although
there may be some. Bottles was in
clined to drink more or less, but as to
whether he had been drinking to ex-
cess was not learned. Those who
went from Baraboo were detained by
the storm and found much water on
their return