Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1916-12-29

She was starved nm scared half to
death. She hadn't. been harmed !
reckon she was then about fourteen
years old. Bland seen the kid right
Off and took her-bought her from
Benson. You can gamble Bland didn't
do tibet from notions of chivalry.
Kate BANDS been hard on Jennie, but
she's kept Bland an the other men
from treating the kid shameful. Late
Jennie has grown into an ALFRED
pretty girl, an Kate is powerful jeal-
Gus of her. can see hell brewin'
over there in BANDS cabin. Thet's
why I wish you'd come over with me.
You'd get to see Jennie. an mebbe
you could help her. had baby girl
once, an II she'd lived she'd be rs big
as Jennie now. an wouldn't want her
here In BANDS camp
"Tll so. Euchre. Take me over" re-
piled Duane He felt Euchre'S eyes
upon him. The old outlaw, however,
had no more to say.
IN the afternoon Euchre set off with
Duane. and soon they reached BANDS
cabin. Duane remembered it as the
one where he had seen the pretty wo-
man watching him ride by. Through
the open door Duane caught n glimpse
of bright Mexican blankets and rugs.
Euchre knocked upon the side Of the
door.
as that YOU, Euchre?" asked girls
voice. low. hesitatingly. The tone Of
ii. rather deep and with note of fear,
struck Duane.
YES. it's me. Jennie. Where's Mrs.
BlandF' answered Euchre.
"She went over TO Deger'S. There's
somebody sick" replied the girl.
Euchre turned and whispered some
thing about luck. The snap of the
outlaws eyes was added significance
to Duane.
Jennie. come out or let us come in.
Here's the young man was tellin' you
about Euchre said. Come out,
Jennie, an mebbe hell"
Euchre did not complete his SEN
tence. But what he said was sufficient
10 bring the girl quickly. She ap-
peared in the doorway with downcast
eyes and stain of red in her white
cheek. She had pretty, sad face
and bright hair. -.
Don't be hashful. Jennie" said
chance 10 talk little. Now III 20
fetch Mrs. Bland, but l won't be hur-
ryin'."
With that Euchre went away
through, tie cottouw00;is.
I'm glad to meet you. MiSs--Miss
Jennie" said Duane "Euchre didn't
mention your last name. He asked
me 30 come over to
nuaHe'" attempt NJ pleasantly halted
short when Jennie lifted her lashes
10 look N him. SOrae kind of Il shock
went through Duane. Her gray eyes
were beautiful. bit II had not been
beauty that cut short his speech. de
seemed 10 see tragic struggle be-
tween hope and doubt that shone IN
her piercing gnZe. She kept looking,
and Duane could not break the silence.
1t was no ordinary moment.
"W'hat did you come here fori" she
asked. az last. ny #.
"Well-Euehre thought-he wanted
me to talk to you, cheer you up Bit"
replied Duane. somewhat lamely. The
earnest eyes embarrassed him. -
..E',rcbra'S onni He's - rho only
person in this awful place who's been
good 10 me. But he's afraid of Bland.
Hs said you were different. Who are
you:"
Duane told her.
You're not a robber or rustler or
murderer or some bad man come here
TO hide"
mo, I'm not" replied Duane. trying
to smile. Tin on the dodge. You
know what that means. / got in a
shooting scrap at bone and had to
run off. When it blows over l hope
TO go back"
oh know what these outlaws
are. Yes. you're different" She kept
the strained gaze upon him, but hope
was kindling and the hard lines OF
her youthful face We're softening.
Something sweet and warm stirred
deep in Duane as he realized the I'M
fortunate girl was experiencing birth
of trust in him. Then the glow began
to fade; doubt once more assailed her