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

| behind his mask q slow grin of salts
faction asserted itself. Ethel, finding
her mouth freed, drew her breath for
the cry for help that would bring her
friend rushing into the room, but
| her enemy was too quick for her.
Feeling the long intake of her breath
and instinctively recognizing what was
about to follow, he clutched her by
the throat and The cry died unborn.
Holding her thus he tore strip from
her pillow and bound It about her
| lips until all further danger from this
source was smothered.
Next taking her own lasso from it's
hook upon the wall he proceeded to
bind. her, flashing her round and about
as spider binds fly In it's mesh, and
having finished this and made her
completely helpless, wrapped her in a
blanket. Opening window and listen
ing and peering until satisfied that the
coast was clear, he again raised her
in his arms and bore her through the
opening.
Picking his way carefully over the
well trOdden ground, stepping only
where others had stepped before him
so as to leave no new trail; treading
from bare rock to bare rock he disap-
peared, leaving no clew which the eye
could follow behind him.
But a few minutes later Morgan
and Davis, Rainface following, entered
the living room of the house. John
was speaking.
perhaps you are right. Anyway,
tomorrow we will try" He glanced
about the vacant room. "Where is
Ethel?" he demanded sharply.
Frantically rushing about the place
they searched it nook and Granny, the
cellar, the barn, the Outbuildings. No
sign of the missing one was to be
found. She had vanished as complete
| ly as though she had never been born.
Sinking upon a chair Davis rested his
head in his hand, addressing them in
voice that was dry and hard.
"That damned, internal scoundrel
has come and gone again. And he has
taken Ethel with him. There is no
use of searching further here, for he
has borne her away to some hidden
retreat. My God! What shall we do?'
"First you and now she," returned
| the Hawk huskily. "What is the mean
| ing of it all?" Davis aroused himself.
GAS for me, well, that didn't matter
much. But If he harms hair Of that
girls head I'll cut his heart out and
throw it to the wolves"
"And I'll help you with a willing
hand chimed in Morgan, woeful of
face but with laugh in his bosom.
John got upon his feet.
"Ratnface, you and l must start up
the canyon at once, scatter and begin
the search. He has had but short
start and it may be that we can over
take him." Quickly the Indian came
forward, eager as a hound for the
chase, but Morgan pointing to the
| sobbing Bridget laid his hand upon his
cousins arm.
Somebody had better stay behind.
We have another woman to look aft.
| err" Instantly Davis agreed.
eyes, nearly had forgotten Bridget.
She is so capable of taking care of
herself under ordinary circumstances
that I did not realize how this has u :
nerved her. BY all means you must
stay here" Running to the barn John
and Rainface hurriedly began saddling
their horses.
Bearing the girl bound and gagged
to the barn, the Spider laid her upon
| the floor as he swiftly followed out his
plan. Drawn to one corner of the
place where it was kept when not in
use was the block and tackle which
was employed during the haying sea-
| son for hosting fodder into the loft
above and taking half hitch of this
| rope about her body began heaving
her toward the top Of the barn. Hav-
ing elevated her to the proper height