The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-07-07

um- II proceeded to grow until ne
was like to burst with II.
When Lindsay rose from breakfast
he was mysteriously beckoned into
another room- Johnnie outlined
sketchily and with II good deal OF hes
itatIon what he had In mind. Clay's
eyes danced with hat spark OF mis-
chief his friends had learned to recog-
nize as a danger signal.
You're some sure-enough wizard,
Johnnie" he admitted. Il expect
you're right about girls not KNOWN
their own minds. You've had more
experience with women than | have.
If you say the proper thing 10 do is
to abduct Miss Whitford and take her
with us, why"
"Onct In a while you got to play like
you're gonna treat 'em rough" said
Mr.. Green sagely. Slushing a tride
nevertheless.
"All right. I'll let yon engineer this
II 1 can make up my mind TO II after
I've milled II over. l can see you
know what you're doin'."
The conspirators arranged details.
Johnnie was the brains of the kidnap-
ing. Clay bought the tickets and was
to take charge of the prisoner after
the train IA reached. They decided
IL would be best to get a stateroom for
the girl.
"We wantta make IT as easy as we
can for her." said Johnnie. 90 course
it's all for her W good, but we don't
figure to treat her noways but like the
princess she is"
"Yes," agreed Clay humbly.
According to program, carefully ar
ranged by Johnnie, Beatrice rode down
to the train with him and Kitty in
their taxicab. She went on board for
the final good-by and chatted with
them In their section.
The chief conspirator was as easy
as a toad in a hot skillet. Now that
IL had come down to the actual busi-
ness of taking this young oma with
them against her will, be began to
weaken. His heart acted very strange
ly, but he had to go through with 1t.
"C-can l see you a minute in the next
car, Miss Beatrice2" he asked, his
voice quavering.
Miss Whitford lifted her eyebrows,
but otherwise expressed no surprise.
Certainly, Johnnie"
He led the way down the aisle into
the next sleeper and stopped at n
of the staterooms. Shakily he opened
the loci and stood aside for her to
pass first.
"You want me to go in here?" she
asked.
"Yes'm."
Beatrice stepped in. Johnnie fol-
lowed.
Clay rose from the lounge and said,
"Glad to see you, Miss Whltford."
ibid you bring me here to say good
by, Johnnie?' asked Beatrice.
The Runt's tongue stuck to the roof
ly to Clay.
Better explain TO Miss Whitford,"
said Clay, passing the buck.
Its for yore good, Miss Beatrice"
stammered the villain who had brought
her. "We-we-I-I done brought you
~ lldftl Oih Will U.s.
"You-wnat?"
Before her slender. outraged dignity
Johnnie wilted. kitty, she-she can
chaperoon you. It's all right. ma'am.
I-we-I didn't go for to do nothin
that wasn't proper. We thought"
you mean that you brought me
here expecting me to go along with
you-without my consent-without a
trunk-without2"
Clay took charge OF the kidnapping.
Johnnie. If l were you I'd light a
;huck back to the other car. | see I'll
AVE to treat this lady rough as you
ldvised."
Johnnie wanted to expostulate, to
that ne had ever given such
counsel, to advise an abandonment of
he whole project. But his nerve I'M
xpectedly failed him. He glanced at
lay and fed.
He was called upon the carpet Inn
nediately On Joining Kitty.
what are you up to, Johnnie? I'm
Iot going to have you make a goose
f yourself If l can help it. And
Mr.. Lindsay7 You said he'd
meet us here"
"Clay, he's in the next car"
"You took Miss Beatrice in there to
ay good-by to him?"
"No-she-she's goin' along Nth
Going along with us? What do you
Johnnie Green?"
He told her his story, not at all
heerfully. His bold plan looked very
ifferent now from what 1t had two
avs before.
Kitty rose with decision. "Well. of
II the foolishness | ever heard, John
ie, this is the limit. I'm going right
/, that poor girl. You've spoiled every,
ling, between YOU. She'll hate Mr..
lindsay for the rest of her life. How
Duld he be so stupid?"
Her husband followed her, ~crestfal-
n. He wanted to weep with chagrin.
Beatrice opened the door Of the
ateroom. She had taken of her +"
1t and Clay was hanging it on a
,ok.
Come in," she said cordially. but ,