Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-11-20
strange and~dreadful things which

We're constantly being revealed to
her, AWhat did it all, mean, anyway ?
How should the Fatherland reach out
to free America and presume to or
der what free Americans should do?
And why should they want men to go
into an army with whom they were
at Warp? = great light, suddenly
broke upon her unde standing as she
sat staring out into the brilliant blue
of the sky where only. a few moments
ago The great aeroplape had become
la mere speck, and vanished. gu Of
sight, There certainly. was some
thtnEssq,leer about this place, and she
must get out of it! just astquick1y as
possible. She wished with all her
heat she had taken warning from
the few light words the nice young
engineer had said about spies and
turned about then and there. But
how absurd! She had no money. with
(which to return. And where would
she have. gone? Her mother had al
ready been hurried off to Wisconsin
to take charge of the orphans, and
Uncle Otto would have been very
angry to have her return before she
thadt ever been to the place where he
sent her. OF course, Uncle Otto did
not realize what this place. was like,
or he,neyer would have sent her. He
would not want her to stay, and, OF
course, he would send her money! to
come back. when .he got her letter.
But. oh. even a day OF two was long
to wait!
She began to wonder whether she
had made her case strong enough in
patience with suspicious. And yet she
could scarcely have told more with
out writing a very long letter, and for
that she had not had time. But per-
haps she ought to write again to hur-
ry matters. She would mail the let
ter herself this time to make 1t sure.
Mr.. and Mrs. Schwarz were still
talking angrily in the room overhead.
Hilda gave a quick glance out the
door. The men were all in the field
working. Shej could identify each
one. She slipped softly up the stairs
and locked herself into her room.
Then, with hurFied fingers, she wrote
a pencilled appeal:
Dear UncleiOtto:
Won't you please, please send me
money by telegraph, Or at least by
return mail, to come home? lean
not possible stay here any longer.
There is something Very queer about
this place and the people, I haven't
time to tell Q now, but when /
come home I will explain. 1 ami sure
you would not want me. t o stay II
you knew all about it. There are a
Hot Of dreadful men here, and / am
frightened. hope o won't be
send. me the money at once! II can
get a place to- work and pay 1t back
Ito you. Please hurry!
f'Your affcctionate niece, /.
"Hilda Leasing"
Hastily addressing the letter she
slipped It into her blouse and stole
silently down the stairs again. A
glance out The door showed the men
sped down the path toward the sta
ton as II or the wings Of the wind.
There would be q letter box at the
lstation, of course.
1T never occurred to Hilda until she
reached the rstation and mailed her
letter that She would be In full view
of Mrs. Schwarz's bedroom window,
but when. after q nasty glance at the
deserted little ,shanty Of p station.
noting that thereTWas mo-. sign OF
agent pr telegraph Office, she turned
Ito come back, she suddenly bseaHne
taware of two faces framed II the
upper window OF, The house. Not
janxious to- anger her employer she
Iquickened her steps, running DC
nimbly ag.IpOssible over The rough
j sround, reaching the kitchen door
able disInsy she saw Schwarz stand
Ing thee glarlng out atShers his whole
big frame illing the doorway. hill
face red. And angry. the odoE of liiquol
Where: you Jpin7"she gnarled.
a frightened little smile Of apology
dtremelsd out pnslIilda's white nps;