Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1917-05-04


When they were out of sight and hear.
ing, her husband turned upon her with
an ugly froWn.
'Whats that greaser doing here?"
he asked roughly.
'He called to pay his respects. You
must get him away
II must?" Ed gloWered at her.
'SWhy don't yous You got him here
in my absence. Now that I'm home,
you want me to get rid of him, Ell?
What's the idea?"
Don't be silly. I didn't know he
was coming and-te must be crazy 70
risk such a thing"
''Crazy?" Eds lip curled. ''He isn't
crazy. / suppose he couldn't stay away
any longer. BY heaven, Alaire-"
Aaire checked this outburst with
q sharp exclamation: "Don't make a
| scene! Don't you understand he holds
! over fifty thousand dollars worth of
La Feria cattle? Don't you understand
| we can't antagonize him?"
els that what he came to see you
about?'
yes She bit her lip. ''Ill explain
everything, but-you must help me
send him back, right away" CHANGING
/ at the clock, Alaire saw that it was
! drawing on toward midnight with
quick decision she seized her husband
! by the ARM explaining feyerishly
'"There is something big going on to-
night, Ed Longorio brought guard
of soldiers with him, and left them al
our pulnph0use. Well, it so happens
| that Blaze Jones and Mr. Law have
gone to the Romero cemetery to get
Ricardo Guzman's body"
"What?" Austins red face paled,
his eyes bulged.
eyes. That's why Paloma is here.
They crossed at our pumping station.
and they'll be back at any time, now.
If they encounter Longorio's men
You understand"
'Ricardo Guzman's body!" Austin
wet his lips and swallowed with diff
Guilty "Why-do they want his body?'
ITO prove that he is really dead
and-to prove who killed him." Not
ing the effect of these words, Alaire
cried sharply, whats the matter.
Ed?"
Bus Austin momentarily was beyond
speech. The decanter from which he
was trying to pour himself a drink
played musical tattoo upon his glass
his face had become ashen and pasty
GLOW many men has he got?" Aus.
tin nodded in the direction of the front
room.
Il don't know. Probably four or FIVE
What ails your
Something in her husbands ineXpli-
cable agitation, something in the hunt.
ed, desperate way in which his eyes
were running over the room, alarmed
Alaire.
Ed utterly disregarded her question
Catching sight Of the telephone, which
stood upon a stand in the far corner
of the room, he ran to it, and, snatch
ing the receiver, violently oscillated
the hook.
"Don't do that" Alaire cried, fol
IOWluS IIIle wait IL AAucLA SS'
OUT
Hello! Give me the Lewis ranch
quick-I've forgotten the number
With his free hand Ed held his wife
at distance, muttering harshly: "Get
away now! know what I'm doing
Get away--d--n you'll" He flung
Alaire from him as she tried to snatch
the instrument out of his hands.
ED !" she cried. "Are you out OF
your mind? You mustn't"
Their voices were raised now, heed
less of The two people in the adjoining
room.
Keep your hands off, I tell you
Hello! Is that you, Tad?" Again Aus
tin thrust his wife violently aside
''Listen! I've just learned that Dave
Law and old man Jones have crossed
over to dig up Ricardo's body. Yes
tonight! They're over there now--bs
back inside of an hour"
Alaire leaned weakly against the
table, her frightened eyes fixed upoI
the speaker.
"Yes!- They aim to discover how hi