Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1919-07-11

the other finished then lighted a Gig
arctic.
"You must have had bad dream
old man. and walked in your sleep
until you fell over the cliff he said
cynically. Davis turned upon him.
at was nothing of the kind, Hawk
Morgan. If that were so, how did
manage TO tie myself up and bring
myself here?"
"Wish | knew" returned the other.
for once truthful. He looked at his
watch "Seven O'Clock. I'll go and
wash myself for breakfast" Out he
went leaving them to puzzle out the
strange occurrence.
Breakfast finished, Rainface hitched
a sleigh to take Bridget to the set
Element to restock her larder. AS
they were departing Morgan gave the
Indian letter with instruction to post
it. and as they disappeared down the
trail he re-entered the harness room.
Taking bow from the wall he
strung it, tested it. then picked IN
an arrow with a long, keen edge.
Drawing it TO the head he sent it
whizzing across the room, where it
buried itself for several inches in the
wood. He withdrew it. looking at the
hole it had made with satisfaction.
"Bows make no noise and arrows
do the work as well as bullets" he
murmured as he again began donning
his disguise of the handkerchief and
fur coat. Leaving the harness room
he crept cautiously TO the window of
the living room and peered within.
Davis was bent over table writing.
his back to the prowler, and satisfied
with what he saw Hawk stepped to
the kitchen window quick glance
showed him Ethel within. putting thN
final polishing touches upon shining
aluminium frying pan. SO bright was
the dish that she was holding it be-
fore her face and smiling ut the re-
Election which she saw within it. and
satisfied that she had not observed
him the man sneaked back to the
window of the living room. Silently
sliding the window short distance
aside he fixed the notch of the ar
row to the string and bent the bow.
his cold eyes fastened upon the IN
suspecting one at the table.
AS the arrow head pointed itself at
the middle of Davis back, Ethel.
wholly unaware of what was taking
place quietly entered the room with
the shining pan. Seeing John at the
table absorbed in his writing, and sud-
denly possessed with the misChievous
face and the paper so that he would
unexpectedly be confronted by his own
image, she advanced daintily on tip
toe toward him. the utensil thrust
out
Close behind the back of Davis from
the side of her eye she caught a
glimpse of the man at the window
with the drawn bow and deadly ar
row point aimed with murderous in
tent. Quick as Q flash she leaped
forward with the intention of inter
posing her own body between the point
anu Tie OiACe fiU az Civ
did so Hawk loosed the shaft Whiz-
Zing, it sped upon it's errand, encounter
ing the outthrust metal pan and pierre
ing it to half the length of the long
head.
Aroused by the involuntary cry of
the girl Davis sprang to his feet just
in time to catch Ethel, as overcome
by the shock of it all, she fell for
ward unconscious in his arms Nor
gam seeing that his design had failed.
threw his coat and bow aside, and
whipping tie handkerchief from his
face, drew his pistol and deliberately
fired a shot at his own forearm, then
two more into the air. Then running
around the house he once more ap-
peared before the front door where he
picked up the bow and coat, and
with face apparently much worried,
burst into the room where Davis was
still supporting the girl.
"Are you all safe?" he demanded
quickly. Davis nodded.
Eyes. why? What happened?" The
Hawk drew a long breath.
81 saw a man, face covered by a
handkerchief, standing at that win
dow drawing a bow. Just as he let
go I fired. He dropped the bow,
whipped out a gun and returned the
shot. Then he ran. fired, but he
got away leaving the coat and bow"
He held out his left arm with laugh.
''He just raked my arm, but it
doesn't amount to much" The girl
gave a cry.
.PIl heal it for you. But that coat
and bow-one belonged to Uncle and
the other to Rainface. They were
kept in the harness room"
Somebody must have stolen them
in my absence" said Morgan coolly.
"You and l had better stick together.
Davis. Maybe it was the mysterious
stranger of last night"
"Yes." responded John very soberly.
at looks as though we might need each
others help"
That afternoon when John and
Ethel were in the stable looking at
the horses. Morgan crept into the eel
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