Judsonia weekly advance., 1921-04-28

nut they nave another important cue.
He owns up to his name frankly
enough, and it seems the revolver
found on the scene of the crime had
his initials, j T.'-Jim Travers. cut
in the grip. In fact, he admits the re-
volver is What's wrong, Miss Har
ris? Are you ill?'
Beulah's breath had stopped at the
mention of Travers name, and she
staggered to chair. Harris, too, was
overcome.
1--WE knew him down east" Beulah
exclaimed, when she had somewhat re-
covered her composure. Il could not
have thought it possible"
81 didn't think he would have car
ried it that far" said Harris, at length,
speaking very slowly and sadly.
Jim, Jim, you've made worse mis-
take than mine"
Mary learned of the disclosure in a
few minutes, and followed Beulah up
stairs
you poor child !" she cried as she
overlook her daughter.
ITS not me-" she shot back. 'It's
Jim. He must be saved, some way.
It's impossible to Think won't think
it, no matter what they say! Let
them find what they like But
he's in a hole, and we've got to get
him out"
The mother shook her head with
some recollection of the blindness of
love. and yet her own heart refused
to accept any idea of guilt on the part
of Travers.
81 want to be alone, mother" said
Beulah. Il want to be alone, to think.
I'm going down bysthe river"
AS she strobe rapidly through the
paths in the cottonwoods the girl
gradually became conscious of one
dominating impulse in her maze of
emotions. She must see jim. She
must see him at once. She must see
him alone. There We're things to be
said that needed-that admitted-no
witness. She knew that. Arthurs or
one of the men would willingly ride to
town for her, or with her, but this was
task for her alone. They must know
nothing until it was over
Outwardly calm, but inwardly burn
ing with impotence, she returned to
the house and went through the form
of eating supper. Then she dallied
through the evening, giving her at
tention to Allan until all the house
hold. except her mother, had gone to
he'd.
II viii watch with Allan tonight"
her mother said you need rest more
than l do Lie down in my room and
try to get some sleep"
Her mother kissed her, and Beulah
went to her room. But NOT to sleep.
When silence filled all the house she
slipped gently down the stairs, through
the front yard, and into the corral.
Fortunately her horse had been sta
bled. She harnessed him with some
difficulty in the darkness, and threw
herself into the saddle. For 100 yards
she walked him; then she drew him
off the hard road on to the grass and
loosed him into a trot. Half a mile
from the house she was swinging at
hard gallop down the dark valley.
More than once even the sure-footed
ranger almost fell over the treacher-
Gus badger holes, but she had learned
to ride like the saddle itself, and she
merely frightened the rein and urged
him faster.
At crossing her horse almost col
lided with boy returning home from
some late errand. ooh, Mr.. Boy" she
said. Come here, please, / want you
to help me-"
The boy approached hestatingly, as
though suspicious that some kind of
trick were being played on him.
Can you tell me-" she said, in a low
voice, 'where the Jail is? I'll give you
81 if you do"
There amt no Jail here, MISS" he
replied frankly, evidently satisfied that
the question was bona fide. There's a
coop, hut you wouldn't give dime to
see it. It's just kind of she'd"
That's just what / want to find"
she continued, land I'll give you 81 to
show me where it is"
Easy pickin'," said the boy. "Steer
your horse along this way"
He led her through the main part
of the town, to where a one-story build
ing, somewhat apart, stood aloof in
the darkness.
Some coop, amt it?' said her guide,
with boyish irony. "My dad says that's
what we cit fer votin against the gov.
er'ment. The fire trucks in the front
end, an there's a cell with bars be-
hind. Do you want to see that, too?'
Eyes, that's what I want to see, but
| can find it myself now, thank you"
She dismounted and made her way
to the back of the building. She saw
the outline of a door, which was un-
dOubtedly locked, and further down
the same wall was little square win
dow, with bars on it. There appeared
to be only one cell, so there was no
problem of locating the right one.
She stole up along the wall, but the
window was too high for her. Search