The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1918-11-20

NJ uuick anger, and made gesture y,
d,s,n,ssal. The man held his GROUND
doggedly, the voices became angr'er'
"Nol No, 1 tell you!" the woman
cried. II don't know who you aro
Will you goT 49,
Suddenly a man came along tne
massage behind her, carrying a walk
inq.cane with a heavy handle. lie
raised it and brought 1t crashing GOWN
on the others head.
The man fell to the ground, evioeht'
" half stunned by the blow. Inc man
with the cane raised it and brought II
down again and again upon the others
head and face, in a succession OF SICK
ening crashes.
Mark ran to the garden gate. Inc
man with the stick paused, raised MS
head. and looked It him. Mark recog-
nized Kellerman. AS Kellerman, IN
turn, recognized him, an angry sneer
spread over his face.
"My dear Wallace, what the dickens
are you doing here3" he demanded.
"Are you trying to kill this manT
asked Mark.
Kellerman seemed nonplussed for
the moment.
II hope I've given him his lesson
he answered. HE came here and de-
manded money, and nearly frightened
Mrs, Henson out of her senses. Let
me present you"
Mark looked into the keen, apprais'
ing eyes Of Mrs. Henson with dislike
and disgust.
"You'd better let him go, Major Kel'
lerman," he said. As he spoke he saw
Mrs. Henson bite her lip vindictively'
"Oh, I'll leave him to you," respond.
ed Kellerman airily. "YOu'll excuse me,
Wallace, I'm sure. but Mrs. Kenson's
auto will be here in few moments"
Mark, hot with indignation, answer
ed nothing, but raised the man from
the ground and got him outside the
gate. AS he did so he heard the door
of the house close softly.
| The tramp was half unconscious,
and muttering vaguely.
| "Four years since I've seen her." he
mumbled. II didn't want money. Only
4 the word. God knows wouldn't have
4 taken money from her as he said, the
cur"
"Was she your wife?" asked Mark
thinking that he saw light.
God Forbid" CALCULATED the mar
with convincing spontaneity. "Wht
are you, anyway" he demanded, look
ing at him directly for the first time
what were you doing in that placer
He grasped Mark by the arm. "Ar'
you another friend of hers?" he asked
"Or didn't you know that it's the swell
. est gambling house in Washington
II Mark took him by the shoulders
"What's your name and where do yo1
/ live?" he asked. II haven't time t
waste on you, but I'm ready to he'll
you if can"
My name? Hartley. Good enoug
! name, isn't it? Live? / haven't live
for more years than remember. II
a corpse-see? wanted to nv'
| 4A0J why L CUIAC ACxC WHICH, i ACdA
she was in Washington. Walked frol
New York. Why should she be her
now, unless there's another poor youn
fool like me for herr Where the ca
cass is, there are the eagles-0r is
vultures?'
Mark drew the mans arm throug
his and led him away. Presently
cab came crawling up. He hailed
and gave his address. ~
He took him home and played IL
Good Samaritan, washed his wound
plastered them, and gave the man
bed in his living room. Hartley hs
subsidized into state of frightened {
lence. He looked obviously at MAJ
all the while he was receiving his mi
istrations, and would say nothing.
SNOW, please understand" So
| Mark, sTve brought you here becau
you seem to me to be up against
| The doors unlocked. And I'm trustil
you with my things. Those cups a
! silver, Hartley-I won them at We
Point. That little picture is by Crit
and worth about seven hundred. Tha
about all, think-but I want you
understand you're free, and I'll he
you If CAM
Hartley flushed rather oddly, Ma
thought, but said not a word. It W
> foolish act, he thought repeated
before he fell asleep; but he must "
. the mans confidence II he was to lea
the mystery. And he was satisfi
that his interest in Eleanor's mov
ment BODIED no harm to her.
- In the morning, Hartley was gol
- as he expected. But he had taken n
Their the cups nor the picture.
If