The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1919-09-04

faint smile breaking across his stole
face he entered the kitchen to con-
front Bridget.
"Young chief and young suuaw-
| they kiss each other, in the mill and
they get married bimeby, mebbyso,"
he announced. The rolling pin dropped
| from the big Irish woman's hoory
hands and she held them aloft ecstati-
cally.
"Glory be. TITS the fondest wish of
me heart" she cried, and careless
| Of her whitened fingers seized the
astonished Rainface about his Shout
ders and broke into wild Irish jig
as she dragged him around the room.
Indignantly breaking away from her
he backed to the doorway from which
he viewed her with great disgust.
"You damn fool woman" he an
nounced. The next instant he was
speeding up the trail for dear life with
frying pan gathering at his heels.
The next morning the Spider har-
Messing up his light blackboard in the
early light, took his departure osten-
sibly for the settlement a dozen miles
away. Once out of sight of the cabin,
however, he swung sharply at right
angles, and concealing his rig in a
small ravine choked with powders and
small trees, sat down to await the
coming of his confederate. Some fif-
teen minutes later Morgan appeared
upon the scene, bringing with him a
bundle which he deposited upon the
ground, then addressed the other.
| "When I throw the stick am whit
| Ting past the corner of the house,
you act. Wait for that signal. Do you
hear?'
"Think I can't understand English? p
| growled Bellas. "Do your part and
Eli do NINE" Morgan, striding away,
was followed by the eyes of the Spider.
| Returning to the cabin Morgan APP
preached the living room door. Rain
face was upon the porch, putting the
| finishing touches to the door upon
which he had been working the day
before. AS finished, the vestibule was
about five feet square, with glazed
windows on two sides and the storm
door on the third. Morgan, as he en-
| tered through it, observed that one
entering or leaving the vestibule would
not be visible from the living room
until he was well in front Of the living
room door. Passing into the house he
greeted Ethel and Davis cheerily, and
| the three sat down to breakfast. Fin
| fishing this, Morgan turned to the
other man.
Suppose we have another look at
those papers, Davis. would like to
study them bit" With a nod of
assent John arose and took the articles
| from a desk and handed them to the
other man, who still slipping his coffee
Sead them over slowly. Having sati~-
fed himself as to certain points, he
arose.
| II am going to see if can identify
| certain point he announced as he
took down pair of field glasses from
the wall. Without further explanation
he went outside, calling the attention
Of Rainface to certain things still re-
naming to be done to the vestibule,
| and the Indian picking up his tools,
| resumed his work. Picking up piece
of wood that had been discarded by
! Rainfece, Morgan drew his knife and
carelessly began to white it, his head
bent and to all appearances deep in
thought.
We will now return to the Spider.
No soon had Morgan disappeared
than Bellas opening the bundle which
his confederate had dropped upon the
ground beside him, drew forth a lariat,
a fur coat and cap, winding the former
about his waist and DOMINIC the latter
two garments. Masking his face with
a handkerchief he went creeping
stealthily away, approaching the house