Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1933-04-20

IN old Toni Understand that? He
never knew a whisperl He never
guessed Waited until he was ON his
way to Europe and then / squeezed"
-nodding. Squeezed l wrecked
trains and burned barns and the poor
devil that
Arson? Arson. John? Got
that warrant Give ii TO me now.
I've come clean; you give me a
4Oh. don'tI Don't LET him go ont"
Ellen whispered.
She buried her face on Johns chest,
and he gathered her close, turning his
back to Gorbel whose chin now
sagged low as he sobbed hoarsely.
Hold i'll" he whispered, mouth
against her ear. Hold it, old fellow
It's an ordeal but"
But worth 1t She caught up his
word and lifted her face to look into
his -Anything's worth 1t to
know oh, John. John! How
could | q have believed it, What
a silly. blind girl Il
Not that!H he broke In t~ensely,
shaking her. eff 1t hadn't been for
that, he might have gone unpublished.
Understand that7 It's only a few
days. a few weeks out of our lives.
Don't You understand that,
Ellen? And we're youngl We still
have so many days. so many weeks
before nslr
but | want them all / don't
want to lose ever a secondt |"
she said
She might have said more had his
lips not stopped her words. They
stood so In that first, long kiss.
They did not hear the opening of
the door, did not see Wolf Richards
amazed and trnculent gaze sweep his
room with It's Uttered floor, the
smashed chair. did not see him stare
at Paul Gorbel o at them
But as he stepped In and stamped
snow from his feet they sprang apart,
WHEELING AAI-
IS all right" he yelped- rs all
right Don't mind me, young unsl
HI to pay here, I seel Place ruint!
Paul Gorbel under my roof where I'd
never have him Tied up, too. which
means someihin'I But Is all right
s all right Nothin' matters but what
ails you two, for sureI NothIn' else
matters a-tallI"
1t was evening when that strange
procession made its way into Kamp-
fest. John Belknap in the lead, Wolf
Richards behind him. dogs and tobog-
gan with its bundled burden next and
Ellen walking In the trail they made.
The town swarmed about them until
John had to call on others to clear the
way.
Night then, and wires commenced
to sing and the next mornings news
papers told the story In bold head
lines for Harrington to read In the
Belknap Lumber company Offices, for
others to read the world over: some
In a Paris hotel.
Harrington could not get John the
first dozen times he called because
the boy, with Ellen In the corridor out
side, sat at the bedside where Nat
Bradshaw fought for his life.
TELL them TIL answer no phone
calls" he whispered to Ellen. 4That
goes until Nat Is until a change
comes.
And so other telephone calls had
time to be made, even calls which
spanned the cea
IT was evening before the doctor,
who had leaned over the bed with
such concentration for so many min
ntes, this time, Strengthened with d
sigh.
WELL" he said, "it looks like a gol"
You mean he's going to make it7n
John whispered.
The head on the pillow moved: the
eyes opened and looked up at them,
blinking ..
Course. johnny Nat whispered.
@Sure thing.
And then a boy could be free to
ease a distracted central. to sit In the
hospital office and converse in Har-
rington's methodical way OF CONVEX
sation-
L guess the newspapers had 1t all,
then. he said, after he had listened
for long I'm all right; Mats going
to live, we're all set here and ] guess
you've spent enough on tolls"
Tolls Wait until Won see the toll
bill for a talk I've had with your ia
Their todayir
What You talked to Is he
backT"
Back nothingi He's In Paris and
read the bulletin in the Herald's edi-
ton over there. He got me on the
wire and. luckily. the afternoon edi-
tions were coming off so | could give
him some details. He says, first, that
he's ON his way home ON the next
boat Next, he wants me to read you
a letter. that he left with me to be
opened In case well, In ease a
cathedral fell on him. was the way
he put it. It's dated In December. the
day he left. He wrote 1t Just before
you came In from Witch Hill, | q