Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1917-02-15
SYNOPSIS

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SYNOPSIS
roberta. an orphan, half French. half
American. starting for America to stay
Nth an uncle, meets Count de Lasselies
crossing to secure Wules. fer FRANCE
BY a mistake, R6tsrtas uncle believes
she ia O nephew. Knowing him 70 pc
woman hater. Roberta adopts man azure.
Her uncle, General carrutherB. informs
ais supposed nephew that he needs MS
knowledge of French to stralshteh OUT
Aaal for providing mules for France. Inc
~overnor's honor Is involved IN the mule
Zeal.
Roberta pledges her aid and Is intro
auoed TO Governor Faulkner and TO his
private secretary. Buzz Gle4dennins.
Mrs. Jeff Whllworth is deep In the mule
scheme with her husband and endeavorlng
10 get the governors signature to the
transaction.
Tne governor gives dinner TO Roberta
who has been made private secretary pro
tenn. She matches her wits against Mrs
Whitworth.
Roberta examines specifications OF the
proposed deal Mrs Whitworth tries to
pump Roberta and makes love to her
Roberta accompanies the governor to
the state prison. where he wishes to see
O murderer. The latter attacks the gov
srnor, and Roberta defects the blow.
Roberta discovers that the murderer has
killed his man In defending a woman. She
secures a statement from the woman.
CHAPTER x.
To Bear Men and to Save Them.
"W DIDN'T 20 to hurt the young
gentleman nor you either gov
ernor," said the man from the
cot as he sobbed and buried his
head in his arms II was always
good man, and now T.
Don't say another word, Timms,
interrupted my Gouverneur Faulkner
in a voice that was as gentle ms tpat
father of state which he had said him
self to be to Timms. Nobody will |
know Of this, for your sake. was
was batting you. ! know what want |
TO know now. and you'll not hang on |
the 10Th The state will try you again.
Call the superintendent. Robert"
Don't try nothing to hurt Mary
governor. Jest let me hang and |
won't never care what the poor hui
man began to plead.
"I'll look after Maryland you too.
Timms I'llSee to II that my Gou-
yerneur Faulkner was answering the
trembling plea for his mercy when the
superintendent came In and unlocked
the cage.
Don't let him know of the-acci-
dent youngster," whispered the Gou.
verneur Faulkner to me, and In very
few minutes we were out Of that pris-
on into the cherry car aud whirlng
with great rapldity down the country
road with its tall trees upon both sides
stop, Robert" commanded his ex-
cellency as we came under a large
group of very old trees which made n
thick shelter of t'r7ir green leaves AS
they leaned together over the stone
wall that bordered the side OF the
road. Now let me see just what did
happen to that arm which came be
tween poor Timms sharpened case
knife aud my life We are out OF sight
of the prison now 1t would have all
been up with Timms II that attack
upon me had been discovered. Your
pluck will have saved Timms. If he's
saved. as well MS your governor. Here
turn toward me and let me see that
arm" And as he spoke my Gouyer
neur Faulkner put his arm across my
shoulder and turned me toward him SO
that he could put his right hand on
the sleeve OF that cheviot bag in which
was a long slash from the knife and
which was now wet with my blood.
81 very much fear my beloved brown
chevlot. which have worn only few
times, is now dead, and how will find
another for my ncedr' | exclaimed
with great alarm when | saw that
that knife had thus devastated my
good clothing. Of which | had not many
and for the procuring OF which ! was
many thousand miles from my good
friend and tailor In New York. II
sought another suit In the city OF
Hayesvile might there not be dangers
of discoveries In the adjustment there
of? rs II not a vexationy' ! asked as
the Gouverneur Faulkner attempted to
push back that murdered sleeve from
my forearm.
I'm the language of my friend Buzz.
you are one sport. Robert. Shell out
of that coat Immediately. | want TO
see just how much of a scratch that Is
and | can't get the sleeve up high
enough" commanded my Gouverneur
Faulkner. The tone OF his voice was
the same he had used to me In com
manding that take his mail TO his
nice lady stenographer but his face
was very white, and his hand that he
laid upon the collar OF my coat for as