Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1924-10-23

~ Wish Could Show You How
Wrong You Are" She Cried In q Low
Voice.
Dry as whisper came her answer.
In q voice which lacked the noncha-
lance she tried to give It. II daresay
I'll be as friendly as you de-
serve"
He was suddenly conscious that he
desired very greatly her regard and
her approval
as that all you have to say7 Are
you going to leave me like thisf'
"what more Is there to be saidl"
She asked II quietly. with the calm
courage that had Its birth in hopeless
ness.
He had not released her hand. Now,
as he looked straight into the sweet
face with eyes like troubled stars, II
came to him on q flood Of light that
he had made fatal mistake.
He dropped her fingers abruptly
"Good-by."
His crisp footballs seemed to print
themselves on heart Of lead. How
could she know that he carried away
with him vision OF sweet youth that
was to endured
The clock ut the new verinder build
Ing showed ten minutes past eleven as
Jack Kilmeny took the Utah Junction
road out of Goldbanks with his loaded
ore wagon. His destination was the
Jack Pot. mine three miles from
town, where internationally for months
he had been raising worthless rock In
the hope Of striking the extension Of
the Mollie Gibson vein. II was not
quite true, as Bleyer had intimated.
that his lease was merely a blind to
cover ore thefts, though undoubtedly
he used II for that purpose inciden-
tally.
He ran into the expected ambush a
half mile from the mine, at point
where the road dipped down q wooded
slope to sandy wash.
"Hands upl" ordered sharp voice
A horseman doomed up In the dark
ness beside the wagon. A second ap-
peared from the brush. Other figures
emerged dlmly from the void.
Jack gave his mules the whip and
the heavy wagon plowed into the deep
sand. Before the wheels had made
two revolutions the leaders were
stopped. Other men swarmed up the
side OF the wagon. dragged the driver
from his seat. and flung him to the
ground.
Even though his face was buried In
the sand and two men were spread
over his body. the captive was enjoy.
ing himself.
''This Is no way to treat a mans
anatomy-most unladylike conduct
ever saw." he protested
He was sharply advised to shut up.
After the pressure on his neck was
a little relieved. Jack twisted round
enough 10 see that his 'captors were
all masked.
"what Is this game. boys-a hold.
upf" he asked.
"Yes A holdup Of a holdup." an.
swered one.
Three OF the men busted themselves
moving the ore sacks from his wagon
to another that had been driven out
OF the brush. A fourth. whom be
Judged 10 be Bieyer. was directing
operations. while the fifth menaced
him with a revolver showed against
the small OF his hack.
-rm nave the law on you fellows"
he threatened. living up to the situs-
ton. You'd look fine behind the bars,
Bleyer."
An those sacks transferred yet.
Timf" barked the superintendent.
yep"
Good. Hit the trail"
The wagon passed out OF the draw
toward Goldbanks For some minutes
the sound Of the wheels grinding
against the disintegrated granite Of
the roadbed came back TO Jack and
the two guards who remained with
him.
Hope this win be a lesson to you.-
said the superintendent presently.
Better take warning. Next time
your go TO the pen sure"
bet you q new hat that by this
time tomorrow night you fellows won't
be cracking your lips laughing"
Take you. Just order the hat left
az Goldsteins for the man who calls
for L."
For an hour by the superintendent
watch kilmeny WAS held under guard.
Then. after warning the bishgradsr
not TO return TO town before dayereak.
the two men mounted and rode swiftly
away. Jack was alone with his mules
and his empty wagon.
He restrained himself no longer.
Mirth pealed In rich laughter from HE
throat doubled him up shook him UNI
I'll he had 70 hang onto q wagon wheel
Tor support. AZ last he wiped tears
nom his syes. climbed into the wagon.