Belt Valley times. [volume] (Armington, Mont.) 1894-1977, 1923-09-20
yesterday. He was q sharpshootes fn
the FEDERAL ranks. Sentenced to death
Thursday at sunset"



"StillweIl :"
The old caftleman stood mute be-
fore her. staring at her white face, nj
her Eyes OF fame.
"Stillwelli | am Stewards wife %
MY Gawd. Miss Majesty !" he burst
out. Il knowed somethin' turrible was
wrong. Aw. sure it's a pity"
DO you think III let him be shot
when ] know him now. when I'm no
longer blind, when | love him p she
asked, with passionate swIftness. ~
will save him. This is Wednesday
morning. | have thirty-six hours to
save his life. StillweIl, send for Link
and the carr"
She went into her office. Her mind
worked with extraordinary rapidity
and cIearness. Her plan, born In one
lightninglike fash Of thought, necessi-
tated the careful wording OF kilograms
to Washington, to New York, TO San
Antonio. These were to senator's, rep
resentatives, men high In public and
private life, men who would remember
her and who would serve her TO their
utmost. Never before had her posi-
ton meant anything TO her comparable
with what 1t meant now. Never In all
her life had money seemed the power
that IL was then. II she had been
poorl A s~huddering chill froze the
thought at It's inception. She dispeIIed
heartbreaking thoughts. She had
power. She had wealth. She would
set into operation all the unlimited
means these gave her-the wires and
pulleys and strings underneath the sur
face of political and international life,
the open, free, purchasing value of
money or the deep, underground. mys-
FERROUS. intellectually powerful iniu-
ence moved by gold. She could save
Stewart.
When she went outside the car was
there with Link, helmet In hand, a
cool. bright CLEAN In his eyes, and with
Stillwell, losing his haggard misery.
beginning TO respond to Madeline's
spirit.
Link, drive Stillwell to Ell Cajon In
time for him to catch the El Paso
%train," she said. "Wait there for his
return and If any message
from him. telephone 1t at once to me-"
Then she gave StiIlwell the kilograms
TO send from El Cajon and drafts to
cash in FL Paso. She instructed him
to go before the rebel junta, then sta
toned at Juarez. to explain the situa-
ton, to bid them expect communica-
from Washington officials o
questing and advising Stewards ex-
as a prisoner Of war, to offer
to buy his release from the rebel au-
thorities.
There was a crack, a muff1ed sound
bursting into a roar, and the big car
ierked forward 10 bound over the edge
IF the slope, to leap down the long In
,line. TO shoot out upon the level val
ey floor and disappear in moving dust.
Madeline endured patiently. endured
or long interminable hours lille hold
ng to hope with indomItable will.
No message came. At sunset she
vent outdoors. suffering a torment of
formulating suspense. Night fell.
She prayed for the sun not to rise, not
o begin its short twelve-hour journey
oward what might be a fatal setting
Stewart. But the dawn did tighten,
she thought, remorselessly.
had broken, and this was
Thursday
Sharp ringing at the telephone bell
tartled her, reused her into action.
ran TO answer the call.
Observation-Disclosures Majesty |" came
he hurried reply. This s Link talk
Messages for you. Favorable, the
perator said. I'm TO ride out with
hem. I'll come a-hummin'."
That was all. Madeline heard the
ang of the receiver as Stevens threw
down. Favorablel Then Stillwell
ad been successful. Her heart leaped