The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1919-08-14
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Rainface, coming from the corral,
stopped them.
81 am going to meet Master" he
said. Without giving them chance to
reply he hurried on his way.
Within the cabin Bridget confronted
them, arms al1imbo.
"And what is the meaning of this?'
she demanded as her sharp eyes ran
them up and down, their wrinkled
clothing telling all too plainly the story
of their ducking. miss Ethel. it's me
that's askin' what We have been up to. y
The girls arm stole around the ample
waist.
81 fell in, Bridget, and he pulled me
out. Otherwise I should have gone
over the falls"
81 told Rainface that the pair of We
would get into some divilraent," she
said with a disappearing sniff" Sud
denly the door was thrown open and
Rainface stood before them.
master no come. See the flag he
said as he pointed to the alpenstock
upon the mountain side high above.
"You and me must go and see."
Side by side they toiled up the steep
ascent. John, bending picked up the
letter which lay at the foot of the
staff, and tearing it open read:
"And so having lived long on this
mountain I am going to try another
life. / leave dear Ethel and what !
have to you, John, and your cousin
Hawk Morgan. When you are to-
gether in the cabin my faithful Rain
face will give you my papers. You
will then know what to do. God bless
you--and farewell. Your uncle, John
Carr"
Silently, he and the Indian strobe to
the edge of the abyss and looked down.
Far below them pair of wolves were
sneaking away from dark object that
lay upon the snow, and still without
words they began scrambling down the
almost sheer descent. Fifteen minutes
later they stood before. torn clothing,
a gun, a cap and other scattered things.
Wolf tracks were everywhere. They
uncovered their heads.
They retraced their steps to the
cabin and entered. Their looks told
the grewsome story. With a little cry
Ethel ran to John and buried her face
upon his shoulder Gently his arms
stole about her.
"And you are going to leave me-
now after this dreadful thing has hap
penedT she asked at length when he
had told her all. He nodded.
81 must go tonight. 1t was John
Cars last wish that / find Hawk
Morgan and bring him back here for
the reading of the will. These good
friends will take care of you, child,
until I return" kissing her lightly
upon the brow he turned away.
John Davis, knowing but little of his
cousin Hawk Morgan, found him in
San Francisco. Drawing him aside
from the gambling table at which he
had almost lost his last dollar, briefly
he told him the conditions of John
Carr's death. The face of Morgan lit
with an evil grin.
"And you don't know what the
terms of the will are, or whether he
had anything to leave?" John shook
his head.
mo. had not seen him for years
until he sent for me to visit him a
week ago. He said he wrote you at the
same time"
st never got the letter." growled
Morgan. "Meet my friend, generally
and popularity known as Spider Bellas."
Disapprovingly Davis looked into the
ill-favored face Of the man who stood
before him.
"All / know about the matter is that
John Carr left you, Hawk Morgan,
and me joint guardians as it were Of a
little girl" Morgan uttered a brutal
laugh.
"Good God! wash my hands of
that part Of the inheritance at least.
I don't want to be saddled with any
female critter-of that age anyway.