Evening star., 1921-05-22

Peru. That man is the captain of the
band and he has begun to threaten me.
'Of course you have been to Peru,
Bedford?"
"Yes'm.''' he gasped. In this crisis he
was unable to turn fip-fiop back to
veracity.
where be ye stopping" he faltered.
hoping he might be able to divide this
responsibility of having a woman on
his s.p;a1l hands for the first time in his life
Right herewith you. Bedford"
His eyes roved and found his Ken
nebecker." 1t suggested that. as
wanderer. she must have possession of
her own: where's your baggage"
there; don't want to think about it
now" she cooed. ITS no matter!
Well wait here through the cleaning"
The woman Strengthened up.
che "he5e sned you .eIi.I go ! shall go. Bedford.
your money from the bank. and wen
go far. far away together. But shall
not allow. you to- spend any of your
money. Of course"
fd up for me. l tell you
But I'm telling. you: woman has
the right to do the talking in a case
like this. You listen to me! Are you
/ willing to let me tell you what to do:'
to do-and be oblceged''
He rose and pulled his hat down over
his ears. as a knight wouiI fix his
casaue before the fray. He picked up
bered friend whom this new associa-
! ton had temporarily put out of his
mind. He called Kitty ittee-kitte-
e-e"'
Hush your noise! Are you stopping
to bother with an old cat in crisis like
this" she demanded with temper.
Its Eureky Archmiddes that I've
raised from kitten. and he's
Il don't care what he is. This IS
time for foolishness. You're under ..
| ders. remember. and 1 have som sthin
for you to attend TO beside coddlins :.
cat. Come along ordered ihe COM
! mander- in -chief He followed her.
She led him aran along "a path h,sna Whi;. IT,!
! when they arrived at a tumble-1own
shack he recognized it as the old
| Libby sugar camp. She produced a
small fashlight and precedede him
! into the structure.
| In one corner were a few crumpled
newspapers. and when she swept
these aside with her foot she direct
! ed him to pull up some boards There
| was good sized canvas sack in a
! hollow under the floor.
! Its my fortune" she whispered.
'I expect you to guard it with you"
life"
She took it from his hands when
he had lifted it; she pushed 1t down
| into the crocker sack on his back.
| purse nee or in 0 any other interests. /
! don't need from you any pledge ex-
| ce pt your word, of course. But don't
! you think we'd feel-well closer.
| you put your money in with mine:
which a leather thong was knotted.
! While he was gazing at the money
| she was unfastening the neck OF the
sack His reluctant fingers released
| the roll when she scooped IT away,
| he eyed the sack disconsolately, MS
chin hooked around over his shout
I der, while she stuffed in the money
and retied the fastening.
| She seemed to have the eyes Of a
j cat. he noted She led the way sure
" until they emerged from the woods
and arrived at stone wall whlch
bordered the highway. She sat down
beside the barricade. hidden from
! the road. and he oh.yed her gesture
/ and crouched.
you probably know some place
along this road where you can bor-
! row a horse and carriage" she whis-
pered.
, obleeging in these parts; ne returned a
! make a pretty figger going over yen
| der there and asking Gale Jaquish.
for instance, would he kindly lend
me a hoss and wagon to start out
| ana roam fOunU the WoTiu WIN
! "Go and hire team. then! or
| course we don't expect to roam all
! over the world in a wagon. But we
must get into a town where there
| is a railroad station. You can surely
hire a turnout. and we'll leave 1t to
be sent back"
| II have took it onto myself. and
I'll go through with it," he said
after a few moments devoted to ru-
mination. "Howsomever. 1t amt my
! picking and choosing. the way it's
turning out" o.,
Mr.. Follansbee trudged on with
| his hands in his trousers pockets,
trying to clarity his thoughts. The
pockets were empty except for the
magic charm which the grasshopper
man had forced on him.
! Farmer Jacquish. it appeared: had
| been on a trip to his barn with
lantern. He was coming out with
the lantern when Mr.. Follansbee ar
! rived in the yard. Mr.. JaQuish also
| carried a shotgun.
"These is troublous times in this
| town right now. Bed, and you can't
blame me for wanting to shoot first
and then get names and other datty
later. What We doing round this time
(; o night Been sworn in as special
constible?"
!, That's just it--just the checker" ne
! FASTENED to say.
Wei they must be running blamed
short of other material" blurted the
ldisparaging Mr. Jaquish.
And i want to hire . .hoas and