Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1922-08-23
THE WOLF WOMAN
BY MALcoM BROWN
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Copyright, 1922. Western Newspaper Uni

my laStlng gratitude ~
Adrian Moore, agent for great
western Canadian lumber company
looked vaguely at man who had
grasped his hand fervently on the pub
lie street of Chapelle, pressing into
his palm gold piece.
You don't remember mel" ex-
claimed Jim Saxon rather disappoint-
edly. do you recall White Axe?"
'Oh, now that you mention that
town. said Adrian-"you mean you
are the man that three loafers tried to
whip?"
And got the worst of 1t, and ran
away like towards when the mounted
police swooped down on the scene
yes" was the animated reply.
''But-your beard, and those ugly
goggles?"
Assumed for purpose" advised
Saxon NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. is, when
am around these diggings. I'm
ne'er-do-well, Mr.. Moore, and I am
sort of trailing over the footpaths Of
the past to see what big fool I've
been. You paid my fine for me at
White Axe. l didn't expect to run
across you here Glad, though. In
money way we're square, but If ever
you need friend-Im all there"
Then the incident passed out of
Adrian's mind, just as the White Axe
episode had done. He had other more
pressing thoughts. He had come to
the district on business for his COM
pany and had met his fate-in the
form of Althea Driscoll, daughter of
veteran forest guide.
Adrian had been treated as quite a
social lion at ChapeIle. 1t was
crude border town. but lumber and
ore had brought in riches and the peo-
pie were progressive. There was one
other than Althea Driscoll who had at
tracted him somewhat. This was Vio-
let Walton.
One evening, upon going to his room
at the hotel, he found Saxon awaiting
him at the door.
II want to have confidential talk
with you on matter of interest to
Yourself" announced Saxon, and he
startled Adrian by saying as soon as
he was seated in the apartment: you
have been paying considerable atten-
ton to Miss Discoll.
Suppose 1t is true that l hope to
win Miss Driscoll as my wife?" SUBJ
mitted Adrian.
"Well, Violet Walton knows It,"
"And suppose she does?"
"Then' you will never see the lady
you love in life again, once you are
gone from her. Mr.. Moore, you must
trust ME absolutely, as loyal, CRATE
full friend. Miss Driscoll is in deadly
peril. She must be protected until
her father returns and they remove
to Winnipeg, as he plans to do, and
retireS on a pension"
"Please explain further" replied
Adrian.
Violet Walton loves you, Is bound
to win you. I know her-ah, too we'll
She is Of tragic sinister nature, a
true wolf woman creature without
conscience or principle. Her maid,
Ugalda, is the daughter of famed
medicine man of the Sioux tribe. She
is an adept in all love charms and poi
sons / have reason to know that
through her this Walton woman plots
to remove her rival, Miss Driscoll,
from her path during your absence"
Adrain looked anxious as Saxon
finally said:
There is only one way to positive
ly insure the safety of Miss Driscoll
until she leaves for Winnipeg"
"And that is?" inquired Adrian.
"You must ask Violet Walton to be-
come your wife,"
And so Adrian Moore left Chapelle,
after calling upon. Miss Walton and
making to her proposal Of marriage.
1t was three weeks to day when
Adrian returned to Chapelle, 1t was
to find that Althea and her father had
removed to Winnipeg Then she was
out of the danger zone-and. nothing
else mattered much.
There was Violet Walton to settle
with yet. At first Adrian evaded her.
One afternoon they met at the edge
of the river, about mile above the
falls. She came drifting to shore in
her rOwbOat.
"You seem to have been In no haste
to see your friends" she said-"and
your fiancee," she added audaciously.
Adrian handed her bit of writing
that Saxon had given him. 1t read:
"I~am still very much alive. Hence
you have already husband"
She blazed forth upon Adrian:
49,, plot to entrap me, to protect
Althea Driscoll until she got away!
Now linsten," and she drew herself
up tragically: IF hunt her and this
miscreant husband Of mine to the
ends of the earth, shall kill them
If cannot win you. no other woman
shall !"
She sprang back into her skin with
the warning. With fierce revengeful
heart she drifted with the current, OBJ
livious Of her surroundings-fatally