Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1916-01-12

LIEU Aois, dAu lie Two girls, WIFE
Young Milf at their heels, made their
way out. burdened with parcels.
On the cinder platform Juanita
looked about for Anse Havey. and she
| saw him standing in group with Jeb
and several other men whom she did
not know-but Anse's face was not
turned toward her, and 1t did not wear
the look Of expectancy that the thought
OF her usually brought there. Jeb's
countenance, too, was white and set.
and breathless tensity seemed to
hold the whole group in fixed taut-
ness.
There were several clumps of men
standing about, all armed, and every
face wore the same expression of wait
Ing sternness.
A gasp of premonition rose to Jua-
nita's lips as she caught the sinister
spirit of suspense In the atmosphere.
Then Milt McBriar stepped down from
the smoker vestibule, followed by an.
other man.
AS the two turned in opposite direo-
lions on the snow-covered platform.
one OF the men who had been standing
with Bad Anse Havey laid hand on
the shoulder of the clean-shaven ar
rival and said in a clear voice: Luke
Thixton, want We fer Their murder OF
Fletch McNash."
Old Milt McBriar, for once startled
out of his case-hardened self-control.
wheeled and demanded angrily: What
hell's trick is this?" His eyes were
blazing and his face worked with pas
sionate fury.
A deputy answered him: AN Milt
McBriar, | wants you. too, on an In
dictment fer accessory ter murder"
Juanita felt Dawn's spasmodic fin
gers clutch her arm and her own knees
grow suddenly weak. She heard a clat-
ter of parcels as Young Milt dropped
them in the snow and leaped forward,
his eyes kindling and his right hand
frantically clawing at the buttons OF
overcoat and coat. But before he
could draw, Jeb McNash had wheeled
to face him, bending forward to half
crouch. The younger McBriar halted
and bent back under the CLINT of the
revolver which Jeb was thrusting into
his face.
Haveys, armed and grim of visage,
now began drawing close about the
captives.
white cheeks to Juanita as she watched
Jeb holding his weapon in the face OF
the boy whom she suddenly realized
she loved more than her brother.
Then the sheriff spoke again.
THAR hain't no use in maxim no
trouble, Milt. Their grand jury hes
done acted, an reckon ye'd better let
the law take its course"
why don't We take me, too?" de-
manded Young Milt in tense, passion
att voice. 'Tm a McBriar. That's all
we've got against any Of these men,.
THE grand jury didn't indict We.
son." responded the sheriff calmly.
Then the elder McBriar became sud-
denly quiet again and self-possessed.
He turned to his son.
''Milt," he said, sternly, you keep
outen this. Ride over home an tell
every man that calls hisself Nc
Briar"-his voice suddenly rose in the
defiant crescendo of a trapped lion
tell every man that calls hisself
McBriar tibet Their Haveys hev got me
in ther damned jailhouse-an' ask 'em
eff they aims ter let me lay thar"
Young Milt turned and went at
run toward the livery stable. Over his
shoulder as he went he flung back at
Jeb. who stood looking after him with
lowered pistol: Pm goin' now, but III
be back ter reckon with you!"
And Jeb shouted, too: Eye KANT
come back none too soon, Milt. I'll be
hyar when We comes"
Then the group started on their
tramp toward the courthouse and the
little Jail that lay at it's side.
Juanita suddenly realized that she
and Dawn were standing as If rooted
to the spot. The older girl heard an
inarticulate moan break from the lips
of the younger. and then, as though
waking out of sleep, she looked abb
sently down at litter Of beribbonee
parcels which lay about her feet. Thu
message which Old Milt had flung bac,
to his people on the lips of his SON
would send tumbling to arms every
man who could carry rife!
And the Haveys were grimly waiting
for them. The Haveys were already
there. The two girls could not ride
across the ridge now. They could only
sit in their room at the wretched ho-
tel and wait. too.
Juanita was glad Dawn could cry!
She couldn't. She could only look
ahead and see procession Of hideous
possibilities.
1t had been a few minutes after
noon when Young Milt had rushed into
the livery stable and ordered his horse.
In that one instant all his college in-
fuences had dropped away from him.
and he was following the fierce single
star of clan loyalty.
His father, who had never been any
mans captive. was back there In the
vermin- infested little jailhouse, pris-
oner to the Haveys. And when Young
Milt came back, the one Havey he had
marked for his own was the Havey un-
der whose pistol muzZle he had been