The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1916-03-24
CHAPTER xI-contInusd.

Ole lady hurted?" be9med this
cherubic parsonage.
mo. only tired out" lied Hill glibly.
'I'll histe yer to q car" suggested
the man. Never deserted q lady In
distress. Nope!"
I'm afraid they wouldn't let W ON
. car" exclaimed Hill. Are you 60
ing downtown. by chancef"
mo. I'm a-goin' a-purpose!" grinned
the man. Get in; I'll take yer fur e.
I'm goin'!"
Hill did not wait to be urged fur.
Their. but carried Nita to the carriage
door, which the heavily muffled coach
man held open.
Easy there. with yer mai" the lat
ter warned him. Nov jump in yer
self. This heat is too fierce to lay
about In"
The horse. which had stood pas
sively under its meager blanket for
hours. scarcely shifting = foot. now
scented the bear, and sided of . little,
Ito city-trained senses scarcely revolt
ing. yet finding In that unfamiliar odor
some warning Of danger. and the two
men noted the action.
What about the bear?" gasped Hill.
From within the saloon came sounds
which indicated that Mickey had dis
covered the trick played upon him.
whoa, my baby!" reared the happy
cabby. Push the d-n bear insidel"
In . moment 1t was done, not with.
out protest from Mr.. Jones. And as
the bony horse, tossing his old head
about with many . suspicious snifY, set
on ut q tremendous pace. the window
Of the saloon new open to disgorge the
rotund figure Of Mickey. who shouted
an unintelligible threat, or command,
upon the snow.nlled air.
At Twelfth street the cab came to
sudden halt beside the curb. and the
driver. dismounting from the box,
opened the door and looked in.
This 10 where my stable IL at,". he
announced. Right down the block.
Guess you'll have ter git out. How's
yer mar he added solicitously, AZ
though to repair his rudeness in eject
ing than. =
Pretty bad" said Hill. Gone OF
again. I'm afraid"
The csbby wrinkled up his face with
. porpiexed stare, and removing his
hat. scratched his head with one
heavily mittened hand. n-.
Il really hadn't oughter," said he,
"oonsiderin' the hour and all, but l
guess it's gotter be done. Where
abapts do you livef" FL. ~
Little Jones street." said Hill, and
gave the number. I've bit of money.
Could you get US around there, do you
.thinkf" s
Well" said the cabby. II might a.
well make night of It, l suppose.
Take good care of yer ma, now, and
III have yer home in jiffy!"
Then he remounted the box, and
soon they were vending q tortuous
way through the silent squalor Of
lower Greenwich village. They stopped
at last before q tall tenement, build.
ing Of uncompromising ugliness, whose
intricate network of flre escapes was
hung now with fairy drapery of
white.
Whining with disgust at being again
disturbed, Mr.. Jones jumped out
clumsily. followed by Hill, who, with
the cabby's help. carried the uncon-
scious Nita into the unlighted hallway,
which capped, sinister and forbiddinx,
under the nethermost of the crowded
fire-escape balconies. Here Hill, one
arm about his charge. fumbled in his
j breast for his wallet. But the cabby
pat up restraining hand.
Never mind the coin!" he laughed.
s'Youse- need 1t more'n me, l guess.
Bstter let the doctor take 1t; you're
a-goin' ter need ter call him in! Yer
seem al to the good. even If yer be
daeoesls
You're Q gentleman" exclaimed
Hiu. holding ont his hand. Many
tkanks for your kindness. You seem
very happy. Nay ask why? should
llln to Congratulate you"