Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-11-10

corner of the paddock near the door to the
shed. In the lantern light, and still better in
the kitchen when they had carried him in, they
read the record of the thing which Camden,
dumb in good earnest now seemed unable to
tell them with anything but his strange un-
focused stare.
The bloody offense to the skun would have
been enough to kill the man, but 1t was the
second full on the chest above the heart, that
told the tale. on the caved grating Of the
ribs, already turning blue under the yelloW1sh
down. the iron shoe had left its mark, and
when laying back the rag of shirt they saw
that the toe of the shoe was upward and the
cutting caulk-ends down they knew all they
wanted to know Of that swift. black, crushing
episode.
No outlash here of heels in fright Here was
a forefoot. An attack aimed and frontal; an
onslaught reared erect; beast turned biped; red
eyes mad to white eyes aghast. ana
only afterward, when 1t was DONE the pIooo-
fright that serves the horses for conscience; the
blind rush across the inclosure; the fence gone
down.
No one had much to say. No one seemed to
know what to do.
AS for camden, he was no help. He simply
stood propped on top of his logs OF legs where
some one had left him.
It was lucky that Frank was man OF affalrs.
His brother was dead and frightfully dead, but
there was tomorrow for grief Just now there
were many things to do There were people 70
be gotten rid of. With short words ana angry
gestures, he cleared them out, all put DaTreu
and a man named White and to these ne saios
.Now, first thing, Jim can't stay here. he
ran and got blanket from closet. GIVE me
a hand and well lay him in the lcenouSe over
night Don't sound good. but It's Oes'' po0l
fellow. Cam, come along! A..
He waited a moment and as he STUDIED the
wooden fool the blood poured back into his face.
awake up CamI You great big scared SUM-
you'll" .,,,,o,a..
camden brought his eyes out of nothingness
and looked at this brother. A twlnge PaSSeu
over his face, CONFUSING the mouth muscles
Scared" a. ,....s
ayes you're scared!" Franks lip lifted
showing the tips of his teeth. And I'll war
rant you something: If you wasn't the scared
stin you was, this thing wouldn't have nap.
pened, maybe. Scared! You OAacASll''A'
Scared of a horseI"
''Horse!" again that CONFUSION OF the mouth
muscles something between irony and an loloS
craft why don't you go catch I'M?
Hush It'll Don't waste time by going loOny
now. Come"
crazier than ever, knotting his brows my ad-
vice to anybody Is to let somebody else go
catch-that-" Opening the door ne faced
out into the night his head sunk between MS
shoulders and the fingers working at the enoS
of his hanging arms; and before they knew ~
he began to swear. He stopped only when at
a sharp word from Frank he was made aware
that Blossom had come back into the room.
Even then he didn't seem to comprehend her
return, but stood blinking at her, and at the
rifle she carried, with his distraught bioousnoG
eyes.
Frank comprehended. Hysteria had followed
the girls blankneSs Stepping between her and
the body on the floor. he spoke in persuasive,
unhurried way. what you doing with that
gun, Blossie? Now, now, you don't want that
gun, you know you don't"
1t worked. Her rigidity lessened appreciably.
Confusion gained
Eyes, yes, Blossie-now. yes-only you best
give me that gun; that's the grille" When he
had got the weapon he put an arm around her
shoulders. Eyes, yes, course we're going TO
shoot him: What you think? Don't want an
animal like that running round. Now frst
thing in the morning
Hysteria returned With its strength she re-
sisted his leading.
mo- nowi Now! He's gone and killed Jim!
Killed my husband. I won't have him left
alive another minute won't Nowi No, sir.
I'm going myself, ami Frank, am! CamI'
At his name, appealed to in that queer
screeching way, the man in the doorway
shiyered all over, wet his lips, and walked out
into the dark.
There, you see?" Frank was quick to cap
italize anything. Cams gone to do It, Cams
take this gun and run and give it to Camden,
that's the boy"
'You sure he'll kill him, Frank? You sure?"
"Sure as daylight. Now you come along back
to your room like good girl and get some
rest. Come, I'll 60 with you"
When Frank returned to the kitchen 10
minutes later, Dared was back.
'Wel, now, let's get at it and carry out poor
Jim, he can't lay here. Where's Cam gone
now?"