Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1919-04-03
CHAPTER .v,,l-cont,nued.

CHAPTER .vlll-contlnued.
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'@There comes Colonel Hand" said
Mrs. Hacket as she looked out of the
window. "The poor lonely Wing! He
has nothing to do these days but sit
around the tavern"
Colonel Hand was surly-looking
man beyond middle age, with large
eyes Dat showed signs Of dissipation.
He Mad a small, dark tuft beneath his
lower lip and thin, black, untidy hair.
what do ye think has happened?"
Ae asked as he looked down upon us
with majestic movement Of his hand.
1.-THE son O. that old Bucktail, Ben
Grimshaw, has been arrested and
brought to Jail for MURDER
For fDarder?" asked Mr.. and Mrs.
Hacket In one breath.
Fer bloody murder, sir" the colonel
wens on. ut was the shooting of that
maa in the town O. Ballybeen q few
weeks ago. Things have come to a
pretty pass in this country, should
say. Talk about law and order; we
don't know what 1t means here and
why should we? The party in power
Is avowedly opposed to it-yes, sir. It
has fattened upon bribery and corrup-
ton. Do you think that the son o.
Ben Grimshaw will receive punish
nlent even If he is proved guilty7 Not
at all. He will be protected-you mark
my Words"
He bo1ed and left us. When the
door had closed behind him Mr.. Hacket
said:
Smother victim horned by the
Snapfaragon! If man We're to be
Alain by bear back in the woods
Colonel Hand would look for guilt in
the opposition party. Michael Henry,
whatever the truth may be regarding
the poor boy In Jail, we are in no way
responsible. Away with sadness /
What is that2"
Mr.. Hacket inclined his ear and then
added: "Michael Henry says that he
may bo innocent and that we had bet
ter go and see If we can help him.
Now hadn't thought O. that. Had
you. Mary?
mo-" the CIR! answered.
1--WE must be letting Mike go ahead
OF rs Always" said her father. sYou
saw ths crime, believe" turning to
ne.
I told them all I knew Of It.
upon my word. like you, my
brave lad" said the schoolmaster. II
heard Of all this and decided that you
would be help to Michael Henry and
q creditable student. Come, let us
90 and pay our compliments to the
senator"
Tho schoolmaster and went over
TO Mr.. Wright's house-a white, frame
building which had often been pointed
out to me.
Mrs. Wright, flne-looking lady who
met us at the door, said that the SEN
ator had gone over to the mill with his
~heelbarrow.
'We've plenty Of time and we'll wait
for him." said the ,schoolmaster.
II see him!" said little John as he
and Bath ran to the gate and down
the rough plank walk to meet him.
We saw him coming a little way
down the street in his shirt-sleeves
with his barrow In front Of him. He
stopped and lifted little John in his
arms, and after a moment put him
down and embraced Ruth.
'Well, I see ye still love the tender
embrace o. the wheelbarrow," said Mr..
Macket as we approached the senator.
my embrace is the tenderer Of the
hwo," the latter laughed with q look
mt his hands.
He recognized me and seized my
two hands and shook them as he said {:
"Upon my word, here is my friend
Bart. was not looking for you here."
He put his hand on my head, now
.Aigher than h:e shoulder, and said:
II was not loaking for you here"
Ne asked ssout my aunt and uncle
3La expressed JOY at learning that I
@ss n0N Sudef Mr.. Packet.
II a.sat be here for q number Of
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