Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1921-03-25

enough, and 1t seems the revolver
found on the sceRe of the crime had
his initials, j Jim Travers, cut
in the grip. In fact, he admits the re-
volver Isl What's wrong Miss Har-
ris? Are you M"
Beulahs 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. i could not
have thought it possiblel"
81 didn't think he would have car
ried 1t 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
few minutes, and followed BeuIah up
stairs.
"You poor ehildp she cried, as she
overlook her daughter
"It's not me-" she shot back. ITS
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 Trayers,
II want to be alone, mother" said
Beulah. Il want to be alone, to think.
I'm going down by the 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 were 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
a task for her alone. They must know
nothing until 1t was over.
OutwardIy 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, giyings Her at
tention to Allan until all the house
hold. except her mother, had gone to
bed.
II will watch with Allan tonight
her mother said. "You need rest more
than | do. Lie down in my room and
try to get some sleep"
Her mother kissed her, and Beuiah
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 mile
from the house she was swinging at a
hard gallop down the dark valley.
More than once even the sure-footed
ranger almost fell over the PREACHER
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
llded with boy returning home from
some late errand. "Oh. Mr.. Boy she
said. "Come here, please, l want you
to help me-"
The boy approached hesitatingly, as
though suspicious that some kind OF
trick were being played on him.
"Can you tell me- she said, in low
voice. where the Jail is? I'll give you
81 if you do"
'sThere amt no Jail here, MISS" he
replied frankly, evidently satisfied that
the question was bona fide, There's q
coop but you wouldn't give dime to
see 1t. It's just a kind Of shed"
'That's just what want to find
she continued, "ahd I'll give you 81 to
show me where 1t is?'
Easy pickin'," said the boy. "Stee1
your horse along this way"
He led her through the main part
Of the town, to where one-story build
ing. somewhat apart, stood aloof II
the darkness.
Some coop, amt Il" said her guide
with boyish irony My says that's
what we git fer votin' against the gov
er'ment. The fire trucks in the from
end, an there's cell with bars be
hind. Do you want to see that, tooY
Eyes, that's what want to see, bu
| can find it myself now, thank YOU"
She dismounted and made her wal
, TO the back of the building. She saw
the outline Of a door. which was I'm
doubtedly locked. and further dowI
| the same wall was little square win
! dow, with bars on 1t. There appeared
/ to be only one cell, so there was NJ
problem of locating the right one.
She stole up-along the wall. but tn
window was too high for her. Search
ing about the Uttered yard she foun'
square tin, such as the ranchers us
TO carry coal oil. Mounting this shl