Cheyenne Wells record., 1922-11-16

moved toward her, hands reaching. She
hacked away. Then she half-tripped
over an outstretched root.
The next instant she was In MS
arms, struggling against their steer.
She didn't waste words In pleading. a
sob caught Mt her throat, and she
fourbt with all her strength against
the drawn, nearing face. She had for'
gotten EImira; in this dreadful mo-
ment of terror and danger the old wo-
mans broken strength seemed too little
to he of aid. And Dave thought her as
belpless to oppose him as the tall
mines that watched from above them.
His Wild laughter Obscured the single
sound that she made, strange cry
that seemed lacking in all human quail
ity. Rather 1t was such sound as
puma utters as II leaps upon Its prey.
II was the articulation Of whole life
of hatred that had come to crisis at
lost-of deadly and terrible triumph
ofter a whole decade Of waiting. II
Dave had discerned that cry In time he
would have hurled Linda from his arms
TO leap into position Of defense. The
desire for women in men goes down to
the roots Of the world, but self-preser-
yntion Is a deeper instinct still.
But he didn't hear 1t In time. Ell
mira had not struck with her knife.
The distance was too far for that. But
she swung her cane with all her force.
The blow caught the man at the tenn
ple. his arms fell away from the girl's
body, he staggered grotesquely In the
CARPET of pin needles. Then he fell
face downward.
Ills belt, guick" the woman cried.
No longer was her voice that OF de-
crepit age. The girl struggled with
herself, wrenched back her self-con-
troll, and leaped to obey her aunt. They
snutched the mans belt from about his
waist, and the women locked 1t swiftly
about his ankles. With strong. hard
hands they drew his wrists back OF
him and tied them tight with the long
bandanna handkerchief lie wore about
his neck. They worked almost In ST.
lence, with incredible rapidity and
deftness.
The man was waking now, stirring
In his unconsciousness, and swiftly the
old woman cut the buckskln thongs
from his tall logging boots. These also
size twisted about the wrists, knotting
them again and again, and pulling them
so tight they were almost buried in
the lean flesh. Then they turned him
face upward to the moon.
The two women stood an instant,
breathing hard. "What nOw?" Linda
asked. And shiver of awe went over
her at the sight Of the woman's face.
Nothing more, Linda" she an
swered, In distant voice. leave
Dave Turner to me-"
1t was strange picture. Woman
hOod-the sOftness and tenderness
which men have learned to associate
with the name-seemed fallen away
from Linda and Elmira. They were
only avengers-like the she-bear that
fights for her cubs or the she-wolf that
guards the lair. There was no more
mercy In them than in the females Of
the lower species.
Dave awakened. They saw him stir.
They watched him try to draw his
arms from behind him. It was just a
faint. misunderstanding pull Mt first.
Then he wrenched and tugged with all
his strength, Hopping strangely in the
dirt. The effort increased until 1t was
some way suggestive Of an animal In
the death struggle-a fur bearer dying
In the trap.
Terror was upon him. It was in his
wild eyes and his moonlit face; 1t was
In the desperation and frenzy Of his
struggles. And the two women saw
1t and smiled into each others eyes,
Slowly his efforts ceased. He lay
still in the pine needles. He turned
his head, first toward Linda, then to
the inscrutable. dark face of the old
woman. AS understanding came to
him. the cold drops emerged upon his
swarthy skin.
"Good Cd" he asked. "What are
you going to do?"
am going back" Linda answered.
"You had some other purpose in bring
ing me out here-or you wouldn't have
brought Elmira. too. I'm going back
to wait for Bruce"
"And you and I will llnger here"
Elmira told him. 1--WE have many
things to say to each other. We have
many things to do. About my Abner
there are many things you'll want to
hear of him."
The last vestige Of the mans spirit
broke beneath the words. Abner had
been old Elmira's son-a youth who
had laughed often, and the one hope
Of the old woman's declining years.
And he had fallen before Dawes am
bush In half-forgotten fight of long
years before.
The man shivered In his bonds, Lin
da turned to go. The silence of the
wilderness deepened about them. "Oh,
Linda, Linda" the man called. "Don't