The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-11-22

Admired BY ERIC WATERS, radical
leader In .Pendleton University. ~.
DITH MARTIN. yount teacher. IL In
the bad s1raees Of DEAN TIMOTHY
BROWN, 81 the discipline committee
On PETER DORM, astronomy Pre-.
fess0f,sib attracted to Jadith and anx.
ious t6 reconcile her and the dean.
Myra ALDRlCH. living In Judith's
bosf4lGg house. 10, IN love with Eric,
and 'jeal0us Of Judith.
I, Judith befriends MRS. BROWN,
the deans wife, when KITTY" SHEA,
town 6SStlegxer. tries to blackmail
her. Eric pf0mises. TO silence Uhea..
SR6&'s. body Ii foand IN Z creek,
and Eric II arrested ~ material wit
ness. Mrs. Brown secures his release
81 spinning ap alibi which endangers
her own reputation. This In kept
secret BY the prosecuting attorney.
Judith, hearing the tale frotA Eric.
adaaltted. though She sees the deans
wife q : Windows !. IS 80 ~ s
NOW co ON. WITH THE STORY
Ns;r q CHAPTER XII
| A soon as she recovered from her
astoifishment, Judith raised her arm
to wave. But the face ut the window
had withdrawn.
| she was still standing looking up
at the window where Mrs. Brown
had appeared, when someone
| brushed past her roughly and
walked quickly up the steps to the
porch. She saw the quare back of
the, dean himself bending to find the
keyholt. ar f
| He gave her ga malignant glance
! over his shoulder; then he opened
the door and went in.
.ig vhp.N g.Ds tEas#
| otYou're a damnablc hypocritc and
q sneak and n liar"
| The words floated through the
open front door of the Stedway
house rs Judith came up the walk,
next day.
She stopped. j.
| '.Let me go, this minute. I'll
scream for help. Oh-o-o!" Both
voices were feminine and pitched
high with rage.
| Judith ran up the steps. At the
door she stopped. Hilda Reasey was
Towering in corner Of the hall, her
face white and her eyes dilated with
terror. Over her stood Myra Aldrich,
gripping her arms and pouring out a
fstream Of invectives.
| <Myra's cheeks were burning and
her eyes were like black Goals. She
shook Miss Reasey savagely. do
you hear? II you do any more pryinG
or say another word against Eric
Waters, I'll scratch your eyes out!'
Miss Reasey saw Judith and made
! Il helpless little move of appeal to
Ler. Myra only held her the tighter.
v,,A :lA ns,,n
! to the corner in which they stood.
"Myra! What on carth?"
The angry black eyes turned on
her, but Myra did not loosen her
grip on Hilda Rcasey. "You keep out
of this. This is none Of you bust
ness"
Judith Strengthened her shoulders.
"I'll make it my business, then.
This is barbarous."
Miss Reasey, hearing the voice of
succor, sobbed the louder.
Myra sneered. "You get out of
here, Judith Martin. You're fine
one to mix up in this. You wouldn't
stand up for him against fly. Fine
! way you turned turtle when he
really got in trouble. Laughed about
! it when you saw the HEADLINE" -.
voice was shaking with fury.
! Judith tossed her head. "That's a
/ lie. But. we won't argue it. IL you
don't let Miss keasey go, shall call
Mrs. Stedway to help me separate
you."
Just then someone rang the door
bell and Myra was startled into drop
/; ping her hands from Miss Rcasey's
arms. That young woman. seeing
1 her chance, made the best of it.
/, slipped out of her corner and scuttled
up the stairs. They heard her door
slam and the key CRATE in the lock
Miss Stcdway came out of the din
| ing room to answer the door bell and
gave Myra and Judith an inquisitive
| glance. SIS anything wrong?
thought ! heard connection out
here
| Myra turned a venomous look in
her direction and walked sullenly
up the steps. Judith also held hel
tongue and followed.
She was just taking off her hat
in her own room when the doOl
opened and the weeping Miss
Deasey came in. She flung herself
| face downward on the bed. "Oh
Miss Martini" she sobbed. Judith SAT
down rather YEARLY.
| MISS ne4Sey WAlteO IOr encourage
ment, and not receiving it, went or
regardless. "Why. I've never beer
treated so in my life. think it's
outrageous"
Judith smiled grimly. "Well?" she
/ said, coolly.
Miss Reasey, in sheer astonish.
ment, sat up and stopped crying
"Why, don't you think something
| ought to be done about it? How did
she dare to touch me? You should
| take it to the dean of women"
Judith stood up. take it to the