The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-03-11

Church sstpt
well" commented Barry bluntly.
"the young lady seems to know what
| side her bread is buttered on. Sans
| got the heavy dough. hear"
"You wouldn't say that. Barry. IL
| you knew her"
! And then he told Barry the whole
story, beginning with his first meet.
ing with Mary. -.
"And so you see, Barry, Olga in a
way is the innocent cause Of the
whole mixup."
"Well. why don't you 60 to Mary
and explain the whole thing?".
''Not now, Barry. It's too late"
why, you darn fool, are you go
ing to sit back and see her marry
this mucker Church. and not do
thing about it,"
BARRY. you fool. you don't under
stand. can't 60 to her, crawling,
and tell her where she's making
mistake. What kind Of position
does that put me in :"
SWELL, If you don't speak up for
the things you want in this world.
you don't get them. You're incoming
about the fact it's the thing that's
| out Of reach that we want most. Go
on and grab it. II you don't, I'll 20
to her myself and spill the whole
story. Suppose | had curled up and
quit when Janet broke off with me-
It's your darn stubbornness, -.
You're even more stubborn than
than Janet.
"And, by the way, might as we'll
tell you now. that you're the only
thing that's standing between me and
Janet right now"
"Why, what do you mean, Barry?
don't understand"
"Jdst this. She compromised with
me. She's so worrieG 1oHout you and
wants you to come home so badly
that she agreed to marry ue If I
could persuade you 70 come back
with me. OF course, ! wouldn't do
i'll wouldn't take advantage Of her,
! under the circumstances. I'll wait
you might listen to reason and pull
out before someone bumps you off.
"Janet still insists on working in
that orchestra, and I've insisted on
! taking her home every night, espe-
cially since the night some fresh
! cake eater tried to pick her up"
/ 'sGood night, Barry! You"
II know: it doesn't sound very
nice, does it! But it's true. One of
the men in the orchestra is acting as
escort while I'm away, and she
doesn't like it--thinks she's putting
! herself under obligations.
"And another thing. I didn't mean
to worry you with this, bun I'm
going to tell you while I'm about it.
Janet got one Of those letters, too.
1t was meant for her. Told her she
needn't think She, wasn't being
! watched"
! BARRY, you're lying"
"I'm telling you the truth. You're
not only risking your own neck by
| staying on here, but you're bringing
all this on Janet and your H1ther."
! Barry. the whole things 50 un-
believab!e. 1t sounds like some
medieval poison plot. That sort OF
: thing doesn't happen in the TWEEN
] tieth century. lists CHASTITY. For
! the love Of heaven, tell me who any
! one should be so anxious for me to
leave Mansfield as to 20 to the
extent Of discriminating me and my
family
| "Thcy wanted your father out of
!, the, way. and they killed him"
| Yes. and Dad. was in Grafton; he
wasn't here. If they want me badly
J. enough. they won't stop when l 70
home"
"Yes. they would. They simply
J think that with you here they're in
danger of being, found"
| "Wcn, I'm sticking. Barry. I'm
sorry" He raised his hands and let
them fall again tot his side. ".Until I
see it through"
well. maybe / can see your side
of it, JIM" Barry laid his hand on
the others shoulder. "But," he de-
clared through compressed lips, "if
anyone tried to harm Janet, I'd kill
him."
Il know you would, bless your old
heart. said once, before, and
repeat it now. II it's the last thing
40 on this earth, I'm going to kill
the man who murdered my father"
/ The fog that hung low over Mans
field streets when they went in the
theater had lifted BY the time the
performance was over. and they
walked out into clear and starlit
night. ati
], In the midst Of discussion that
conferred about two love. sick. young
fools they heard sharp cries some
distance up the street. Promenaders
} turned their heads inquiringly and
then fastened toward the swiftly
gathering crowd.
"Come on, Jim Barry grabbed
his arm. maybe it's q fight. Maybe
someonme's getting pinched."
It was fight. Standing on tip-toe
on the outer fringe Of the crowd they
could see two struggling figures
: locked in q desperate clinch as they.
scuffled near the curb. They fought
silently, with grim intensity. wholly
oblivious' of the crowd that hemmed
them in.
. Then suddenly. there was q parting
. of the two forms and a sudden dart
ing In OF one of them, swift feint
and than she sickening sound of the
J impact Of fist on jaw. One Of the
! figures dropped--dropped like q log,
,. his head striking the curb with q re-
sounding smack. He lay still.
did you see that?'
Good Lord, what sock!"
"He's killed him!" ~
The mutterings of. an idle, curious
! crowd. -. Then there was q quick,
) movement, swift shuffling Of feet
and bodies tensely straining.
Someone in the crowd set up the
cry: "Stop him! Stop him! There he
goes! n.