Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1918-03-08

said nothing. He waited, and under
the compulsion of his forceful silence
Wally stumbled on helplessly.
They got off here. Course I
didn't know whether you'd sent for
her or not. so stopped and kinder
gave her the glad hand just to size
things up"
"YeS."
"She had the address of Miss O'Neill,
that Irish girr staying at the Pagets'.
the one that came in"
"Go on" snapped his chief.
$50 I directed her how she could
get there and"
| Wally found himself lifted from the
chair and hammered down into IL
again. His soft flesh quaked like
jelly. As he stared pop-eyed at the
furious face above him.. the fat chin
of the little man dropped.
"My God, Mac, don't do that!" he
whined.
f! Macdonald wheeled abruptly away,
| crossed the room in long strides, and
came back.
"What's the use?' he said aloud.
you're nothing but a spineless put
terer. Haven't you enough sense even
to give me a chance to decide for
myself? Why didn't you keep the
woman with you till you could send
for me, you daft monkey?"
"If had known"
"D'ye think you've got sense enough
| to take a plain, straight message as
far as the hotel? Because if you have,
I've got one to send"
Wally caressed tenderly his bruised
flesh. He had a childlike desire TO
weep, but he was afraid Macdonald
would kick him out of the office.
"'Course I'll do whatever you say,
Mac" he answered humbly.
The Scotch-Canadian brushed the
swivel chair and its occupant to one
side, drew up another chair in front
of the desk, and faced Selfridge
squarely. The eyes that blazed at the
little man were the grimmest he had
ever looked into.
"Go to the hotel and see this man
far-butted into my affairs once too
often. There's not man alive I'd
stand 1t from. My orders are for him
to get out on the next boat. If he's
here after that, I'll kill him on sight" =
The color ebbed out of the florid
face of Wally. He moistened his lips
to speak. Heavens, Mac, you can't
do that. He'll go out and report"
"Let him say what he likes. Put this
to him straight: that he and can't
stay in this town-and both of US
live"
Wally had Tapped up too many high
balls in the past ten years to relish
this kind of mission. His nerve was
gone. He had not the punch any more.
Yet Mac was always expecting him to
help out with his rough stuff, he re-
Elected fretfully. Take this message.
now. There was no sense in it. Self
ridge plucked up his courage to say so.
"That won't buy us anything but
trouble, Mac. In the old days you
could put over"
The little man never guessed hoW
close he came to being flung throug1
the transom over the door, but his iI-
stinct warned him to stop. His olS
lection died away In humble.
90 course I'll do whatever you say,'
he added q second time.
"See you do" advised his chief. al
ugly look in his eyes. "Tell him he
gets till the next boat. If he's hers
after that, he'd better go heeled, FOE
III shoot on sight wherever we meet"
Selfridge went on his errand with
tagging feet. He found Elliot sitting
moodiiy alone on the porch Of the
hotel
In Gordon's pocket there was a note
to Macdonald explaining that he had
nothing to do with the coming Of Me-
teetse. He had expected to send it by
the hotel porter that evening. but the
curt order to leave town filled him
with chill anger. The dictator OF
affairs at Kusiak might think what he
pleased for all the explanation he
would get from him.
Tell your master don't take or
ders from him." he told Wally quietly.
'Tll stay till my work here Is DONE"
They had moved few yards down the
street. Now Gordon turned, lean
Joined and active, and trod with crisp,
confident step back to the hotel. He
had said all that was necessary to say.
Two men standing On the porch
nodded a good evening to him. Cor
don, about to pass, glanced at them
again. They were Northrup and Ire
lawney, two of the miners who had had
trouble with Macdonald on the boat.
On impulse he stopped. Found
work yetT' he asked.
"Found a job and lost 1t again"
Northrup answered sullenly.
'Too bad"
macdonald passed the word along
that we weren't TO get work. So our
boss fired us. The whole district is
closed to us. We been blacklisted."
explained Trelawney.
"And we're busted" added his mate.
Elliot was always free-handed. Per
haps he felt just now unusually SYM
pathetic toward these victims of the
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