The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1921-02-17

rode up to the door. The OTTER horse
man sat with his back TO the house;
his hands were chained together In
front Of him.
"Good morning, Sergeant Grey" said
Arthurs. you're early out"
The sergeant saluted. The saluta-
ton was Intended tor Arthurs. hut nj
the moment the policemans eye fell
on Beuiah. and even the discipline Of
the force coulu nos prevent a momen-
tary turning Of the head
"Tve badly hurt man here" he
said, "a man who will need your hos
pitnlity and care for some days. There
was n shooting up the valley last night.
His father Is here. too. unhnrt physi-
cally, but on the verge OF collapse, II ]
am not mistaken"
"We will bring both Of them In at
once" said Arthurs. "Beulah. will you
call Lillian. and your mother, tooi They
may be needed. But who II the thirdT'
he continued. turning to Grey.
"A prisoner. II seems the older man
overpowered him. Not let us get this
poor fellow in"
The policeman beckoned and Harris
drove the buggy up to the door. Ar
thurs glanced at him with casual
Good morning" but the next instant
his eyes we're riveted on the visitor.
"John Harris !" he exclaimed. taking a
great stride forward and extending his
long arm. MAN, John, I'm glad to
see you, but not In these troubles"
Harris took his hand In a silent
clasp. and there was n warmth In II
that set his heart beating as IL had
not for years. SITS hard, Fred" he
managed to say in dry voice, but
It's good TO have you by"
Arthurs bent over Allan. who was
half sitting. half lying, In the buggy.
His face was Slapped and gray In the
growing light. Tenderly the three men
lifted him out. Take him straight up
stairs" said Arthurs. 1T will save
moving him again" Both spare rooms
In the house were occupied, but Ar
thurs led the way into Beulah's, and
they laid the wounded boy on the
white bed.
Arthurs heard Beulah In the hall.
Take Off his clothes, Grey" he said.
and turned to the doorway. "Where's
your mother, Beulahr" he asked In
low voice. closing the bed room door
behind him.
Dressing" The girl looked In his
face. and drew back with a little cry.
"what's the matter, Uncle Fredl
What's wrongT
"a friend OF mine has been hurt,
and an old friend Of your mothers.
She must not see him Just now. You
will arrange thatT'
YES But ] must see him must
help"
Beulah hurried 10 the room where
her mother was rapidly dressing. "A
man has been hurt. mother" she said,
with suppressed excitement. 1--WE need
hot water. VIII you start a fire In the
ranger"
Mary Harris mistook Beulah's emo
ton for natural sympathy over a suf-
fering creature, and hurried to the
kitchen. Mrs. Arthurs was whispering
with her husband in the hall. but a
moment later joined Mary at the range.
Then Beulah entered the room. The
policeman was speaking TO Arthurs.
II must 20 into town now with my
prisoner" he was saying. II will send
out doctor at oncel and in the mean
time know you will do everything
possible"
Beulah turned her eyes to the bed.
A man was lying there, and an old
man was sitting beside II. At the sec
ond glance she recognized him. but In
an instant she had herself under con-
troll. She walked with a steady step
to the bed and looked for full min
ute In her brothers face. Then she
'ooked at her father.
what have you done to him1" she
said.
Ae threw out his hand feebly. "You
do well to ask me that" he said. II
take all the blame" He raised his
face slowly until his eyes met hers.
They were not the eyes she had known.
They were the eyes Of man who had
been crushed, who had been powdered
between the wheels of fate. The old
masterful quality, the old indomitable
will that stirred her anger and admira-
tion were gone, and In their place were
Goals Of sorrow and ashes of defeat.
For moment she held back; then,
with arms outstretched. she fell upon
her fathers breast.
And then he felt his strength return.
He drew her TO him as all that re-
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