BED OLOCTD, NEBRASKA, CHIEF
Tea
CHAPTER XVIII Continued.
1C
"It was absolutely Impossible for
Btewnrt to linc boon connected with
that assault," wont on Madeline, nwlft
ly, "for lie was with me In the waiting
room of the station nt the moment the
assault was made outside. The door
wuh open. I heard the voltes of iuar
relhiK men. The Iuiiruiikc was
Spanish. I heard a woman's volie
xnlnfilliiK with the others. It, too, was
' Spunlsh, and I could not understand.
Hut the tone was bceoc!ilni,'. Then I
heard footsteps on the urinel. .lust
outside the door then there were
hoarse, f minus voices, u scullle, n muf
fled shot, a woman's cry, the thud of a
falling body, and rapid footsteps of a
man mnnlni; away. Next, the jrlrl
Honltn stuttered Into the door. She
was white, trembling, teiror-strlcken.
She recognized Stewart, appealed to
lilin. Stewart Hii)potted her and en
deavored to calm her. lie asked her
If Danny Mains had been shot, or If
he had done the shooting. The girl
wild no. She told Stewart that she had
dnneed a little, lllrted n little with
vuqucros, and they had quarreled oer
Iter. Then Stewart took her outside
mid put her upon his horse. I saw the
plrl ride that hotse down the street to
disappear In the darkness."
While Madeline spoke another change
appeared to be working In the man
Ifawe. Ills sharp features fixed In an
expression of craft.
"Thet's mighty Interestln', Miss Hum
toiond, 'most as Interestln' as n story
liook," he Ptild ".w, since you're so
bbllgln' a witness, I'd sure like to put
u question or two. What time did you
nrrlvo nt El Cajon thet night?"
"It was ufter eleven o'clock," replied
Madeline.
"Nobody there to moot you?"
"No."
"The station agent an' operator both
;one?"
"Yes."
"How soon did this feller Stewart
Mnw up?" Hawo continued, with u
vry smile.
"Very soon after my arrival. I think
pei haps lift cen minutes, possibly a
little more."
"An' what time was the Orousor
shot?" queried I la we, with Ids little
ejes gleaming like coals.
"Probably close to half past one. It
wns two o'clock when I looked at my
watch at Klorcncu Klngsley's house.
Directly after Stewait sent Itonltn
away he took mo to Miss Klngsley's.
So, allowing for the walk and a few
minutes conversation with her, I can
pietty dellnltely say the shooting took
Jtlacu at about half pnst one."
Stilluell heaved his big fianie n step
closer to the sheriff.
"What 're you drlvlu' at?" ho roared,
Ills face black again.
"Evidence," snapped Ilawe.
Madeline maneled at this Interrup
tion; and as Stowart Irresistibly drew
lier glance shu saw hlin gi ay-faced as
nshe.s, shaking, utteily unnerved.
"I thank you, Miss Hammond," he
wild, huskily. "Hut you needn't answer
any moro of Hnwe's questions. He's
lie's It's not necossury. I'll go with
lilin now, under nrrost. Honltn will
corroborate jour testimony In court,
and that will savo mo from this this
Han's spite."
Madeline, looking at Stewart, seeing
n humility sho nt first took for cow
ardice, suddenly divined that It wus not
fear for himself which rondo hint drend
fuither disclosures of that night, but
fear for her fear of shame she might
eutYer through Win.
Pat flnwo cocked his head to one
Bide, like a vulture, nbout to striko with
his beak, nnd cunningly eyed Madeline.
1 "Considered as testimony, whnt
you've said Is sure Important nn' con
cluslc. Hut I'm culculatln' thet the
couit will want to hev explained why
you stujed from eleven-thirty till one
thirty In thet waltin' room alone with
Stewart."
Ills deliberate speech met with what
Madeline Imagined h remnrkablo re
ception from Stewart, who gave n tiger
ish start; from Still well, whose big
liands tore nt the neck of his shirt, ns
If he was choking; from Alfred, who
now strode hotly forward, to bo
stopped by tlio cold nnd silent Nels;
from Monty Price, who uttored a vio
lent "Awl" which wns both a hiss and
a roar.
Jn the rush of her thought Mndellne
could not Interpiet the meaning of
these things which seemed so strange
ut that moment. Hut they were por
tentous r.ven ns she was forming n
toply to TIawe's speech she felt a chill
creep over her.
"Stewart detained mo In the wait
ing room." she said, clenr-volced as a
bell. "Hut we were not alone all the
time."
Tor a moment the only sound follow
ing her words was a gasp from Stew
art, llawo's face became transformed
vlth a hideous 11111110 and Joy,
"Dctnlncd?" he whispered, craning
Ids lean and corded npek. "How's
thet?"
"Stewart was drunk. He"
With sudden passionate gesture of
despair Stewart appealed to her:
"Oh. Miss Hnniniond. don't! don't!
don't! . . ."
Then he seemed to sink down, head
lowered upon his bienst, In utter
rhanie. 8 till well's grent hnnd swept to
the bowed shoulder, and ho turned to
lladellncv
"Miss Majesty, I rockon you'd be
Tine to tell oil," wild the old cnttle
man, (rwvaly, "There nln't one of us
who coOM uiaunderativnd ny motive
tm act I rcma. VMul & atcoke f
Light
llghtnln' might clear this murky air.
Whatever (iene Stewart did that on
lucky night you tell It."
Madeline's dignity nnd self-possession
had been disturbed by Stewart's
Impel tunlty. She broke Into swift, ills
lonnected speech:
"He came Into the station a few
minutes after I got there. I asked to
he diown to 11 hotel. He said there
wasn't any that would accommodate
married women. He grasped my hand
looked for a wedding-ring. Then I
saw he was he was Intoxicated. He
told mo he would go for n hotel porter.
Hut he came back with a padiL Padre
Mnn-os. The poor priest was terribly
filghtened. So wns I. Stewart had
tut lied Into a devil, He fired III gun
at the padre's feet. He pushed me
onto u bench. Again he shor right
before my fnce. I I neatly fainted.
Hut I heaid lilin cursing the padre
lieaid the padre praying or chanting
I didn't know what. Stewait tried to
make me say things In Spanish. All
at once he asked my name. I told
him. He Jerked at my veil. I took It
off. Then ho threw his gun down
pushed the padre out of the door. That
was Just before the Miqueros ap
proached with Honltn. Padie Marcos
must bine seen them must have heard
them. After that Stewart grew quick
ly obcr. He told me he hud been
drinking nt a wedding I remember, It
wns I'd Linton's wedding. Then he ex
plained the boys were always gam
blinghe wngered he would marry the
Hi st girl who arrived at VA Cajon. I
hapjiened to bo the first one. lie tiled
to foi co me to marry him. The rest
relating to the assault on the vnquero
I hae already told you."
Madeline ended, out of breath and
panting, with her hands pressed upon
lier heaIng bosom.
Hawo rolled his red eyes anil threw
back his head.
"Ho, ho, hoi Ho, ho, hoi Say,
Sneed, you didn't miss any of It, did
o? I law, hnw! Host I ever lieerd In
all my bom iUi.vs. Ho, ho!"
Then he ceased laughing, and with
glinting gae upon Madeline, Insolent
and vicious and savage, he began to
drawl :
"Wal now, my lady, I reckon your
story, If It tallies with Honlta's an'
Padre Marcos', will clear fiene Stew
ait In the ejes of the court." Here ho
grew slower, more biting, sharper and
harder of face. "Hut you needn't ex
pect Pat Hawe or the court to swallcr
thet part of your story about lieln'
detained unwlllln't"
Madeline bad not time to grasp the
sense of his last words. Stewart had
convulsively sprung upward, white ns
chalk. As he leaped at Hawe Stlllwell
Interposed his huge bulk and wrapped
his aims around Stewait. There was
a bilef, whirling, wrestling struggle.
Stewart appealed to be besting the old
cattleman.
"Help, boys, help I" yelled Stlllwell.
"I can't hold him. Hurry, of there's
goln' to bo blood spilled 1"
Nick Steele nnd several cowboy
leaped to Stlllvvcll's assistance.
"(Jenol Why, Genel" panted the old
cattleman. "Sine you're- locoed to act
this way. Cool down! Cool down!
Why. boy, it's nil right. Jest stand
still give us n chance to talk to you.
It's only olo Hill, jou know your ole
pul who's trfed to bo a daddy to you.
He's only want In' you to hev sense to
bo cool to vvnlt."
"Let me go I Lot me go!" cried
Stowart; und the poignancy of that cry
pleiced Madeline's heart. "Let me go,
Hill, If you'ro my friend. I saved your
life once over in tho desert. You
"Ho Wagered He Would Marry the
First Girl Who Arrived at El Cajon."
swore jnu'd never forget. Hoys, make
him let me go I Oh, I don't care whnt
Hawe's said or done to me I It was
that about her I Are you all 11 lot of
(SreasemV How can you stand It?
I) n Mu for a lot of cowanW I There's
a limit. I tell you." Then his voice
broke, fell to 11 iwJiIspur. "Hill, dear
old Hill, let me go. I'll kill him! You
know I'll 1.111 him!"
'(iene. I know you'd kill him If you
bed an even break," replied Stlllwoll
soothingly. "Hut, (!ene, why, you ain't
even packln' 11 gun! An' thnrr's Pat
lookln' nasty, with his hand nervous
like. He seen you bed no jrun. He'd
Jump at the chance to plug you now,
an tJken hollar aboitt OBpogtlpji, tfijjks
Western
omaicei
By Zane Grey
Copyright by Harper and 15 r others
law. Cool down, Ron; It'll all come
right."
Suddenly Madeline was trnnsuxed by
n terrible sound. Her startled glance
shifted from the anxious group round
Stewait to see that Monty Pilco had
leaped off the porch, lie crouched
down with his hands below his hips,
where the big guns swung. From hi
distorted lips Issued that sound which
wao combined ronr nnd bellow nnd In
dian war-whoop, und, more tbnn all. a
horrible warning cry. lie wns quiver
ing, vibrating. Ills eyes, black and
hot, were fastened with most piercing
Intentness upon Ilnwe and Sneed.
"(lit back, Hill, git back!" ho roared.
"Olt 'em back!"
With one lunge Stlllwell shoved
Stewart and Nick mid the other cow
boys upon the porch. Then he crowded
Madeline nnd Alfred and Florence to
the wall, tried to force them farther.
Ills motions were rapid and stern. Hut
falling to get them through door and
windows, he planted his wide person
between tho women and danger. Mnde
llne grasped his arm, held on, and
peeied fearfully from behind his bioad
shoulder.
"You, Hawe! Yon, Sneed I" called
Monty, In that Fame wild voice. "Han't
jou move a finger er nn eyelash t"
Madeline's faculties net veil to keen,
thrilling divination. She grasped the
relation between Monty's terrible cry
und the strange hunched posture he
had assumed.
"Nels, git In this!" yelled Monty;
and nil tho time ho never shifted his
Intent gae as much as a halr's-breadth
from Ilawo nnd his deputy. "Nels,
chase away them two fellers hungin'
back theie. Chase 'em, quick!"
These men, the two deputies who hud
remained In the background with the
pack-horses, did not wait for Nels.
They spurred their mounts, wheeled,
and galloped away.
"Now, Nels, cut the gurl loose," or
dered Monty.
Nels ran forward, Jerked the halter
out of Sneed's hand, and pulled Hon
lta's lioise In close to the porch. As
he silt the rope which bound her she
fell Into his anna.
"Hawe, git downl" went on Monty.
"Knee front nn' stiff I"
The sheriff swung his leg, nnd, never
moving his hnnds, with ills face now a
deathly, sickening white, he slid to
the ground.
"Line up there beside your guerrilla
pard. There! You two make n d n
line plctoor, a d n lino team of
plzened coyote an' a cross between a
wild inula nn' n Greaser. Now listen !"
Monty made a long pause, in which
his breathing was plainly audible.
Madeline's eyes were riveted upon
Monty. Her mind, swift as lightning,
hud gathered tho subtleties In action
nnd word succeeding his domination
of the men. Violence, terrible violence,
tho thing she hud felt, the thing she
hud feaied, the thing she had sought
to eliminate from among lier cow
boys, was, nfter many months, about
to bo enacted before her eyes. It had
come at Inst She had softened Stlll
well, she had lnlluenced Nels, she lind
changed Stewart; but this little black
faced, terrible Monty Price now rose,
us It were, out of his past wild years,
ahd no power on enrUi or in lienven
could stay ids hand. With eyes slow
ly hazing red, she watched him; the
listened with thrumming ems; she
waited, slowly Bugging against Still
vvelL "Hawe, If you nn' your dirty pard
hev loved the sound of human voice,
then listen an' listen hard," suld
Monty. "Ver I've been goln' contrary
to my ole stylo Joat to hev a tnlk
with you. You all but got away on
your nerve, didn't you? 'Cause why?
You roll In hero like a mnd steer an'
flush jer badge nn' tnlk mean, then
almost bluff away with It. You heerd
all about Miss Hammond's cowboy
outfit stoppln' drlnkln' tin' cusiln' an'
packln' guns. They've, took on re
ligion an' decent Uvin', nn' sure they'll
bo easy to hobblo an' drlvo to Jail.
Hawe, listen. There was a good un'
noble an' be-ootlful woman come out
of the East somowheres, an' she
brought n lot of Bunshlne an' happi
ness an' new Idees Into the tuiigli lives
of cowboys. I reckon It's beyond you
to know what she como to mean to
them. Wal, I'll tell you. They ail wont
clenn out of their heads. The.v-all got
soft nn' easy nn sweet-tempered.
They got no thoy couldn't kill u coy
ote, a crippled calf In a mud-bole.
Even me nn ole, worn-out, bubble
logged, liurned-up cowninn like me!
Do jou git thet? An' jou, Mister
Hawo. jou come along, not satlslled
with ropln' an' beutln', an' (law knows
what else, of thet friendless little
Honltn; jou come along an' f.icc, the
lady wo fellers honor nn' love an' iov
ereiuv, nn' you you II l's Hie!"
With whittling breath, foaming at
the mouth, Monty Pi ice crouched
lower, hands at his hips, nnd be edged
Inch by Inch farther out fnmi the
porch, closer to Hawo and Sneed.
Mndellne eaw them onlv In the
blurred fringe of her sight. They re
sembled spuetoro. She lieaid the'
shrill whistle of n horsu and recog
nized Majesty calling her fiom the
corrul.
"Thet'fl atir roared Monty, in a
voice tow strangling. Lower und low
iZra il
1ST M.4nPJJLiSU!?oJLfSEStyAiMtx.'B bre. struck him wtta ket,
"Now, both you armed otllccrs of the
law, come on! Hash jour guns!
Throw 'em, an' be quick I Monty Price
Is done! There'll be daylight through
you both before you fan a hammer!
Hut I'm glvln' jou a chutist to sting
me. You holler law, an' my way Is
the ole law."
His breath cam quicker, Ids voice
grew hoaiser, mid he crouched lower.
All his body except his rigid arms
quivered with a wonderful musculur
convulsion.
"Hogs! Skunks! Huznrds I Flush
them guns, er I'll (lush mine! Aha 1"
To Madeline It seemed the three
stiff, crouching men leaped Into In
stant und united action. She saw
&
&ze&
Lower and Lower He Bent, a Terrible
Figure of Ferocity.
streaks of fire streaks of smoke.
Then n crashing volley deafened her.
It ceased ns qulcklj'. Smoke veiled
the scene. Slowly It drifted away to
disclose three fallen men, one of
whom, Montj. leaned on his left
hand, n smoking gun In his right. He
watched for n movement from tho
other two. It did not come. Then,
with a terrible smile, ho slid back und
st 1 etched out. I
CHAPTER XIX
Unbridled.
In vvnklng and sleeping hours, Made
line Hammond could not iclea.se her
self fiom the thralling memory of that
tragedy. She was haunted by Monty
Price's terrible smile. Only In action
of some kind could she escape; and
to that end she worked, she walked
and rode. Slie even oveicanie a strong
feeling, which she feaied was unrea
sonable disgust, for the Mexican giil
Honltn, who lay III at the ranch,
bruised nnd feverish, In need of skill
ful nursing.
One afternoon she rode down to tho
alfalfa Holds, round them, nnd back
up to the.spMwny of the lower lake,
where 11 group of tnesu.utte-troe. ow
ing to the w uter that seeped through
the sund to their roots, had taken on
bloom and beauty of renewed life. Un
der these trees there wns shade
enough to make u pleasant place to
linger. Madeline- dismounted, desiring
to rest a little.
Her horse, Majesty, tossed his head
and flung his mane nnd switched his
tall nt the flics. He would rather
have been cutting the wind down the
valley slope. Madeline sat with her
back against n tree, and took off her
sombrero. Suddenly Majesty plckeJ
up his long cars and snorted. Then
Madeline heard a slow pad of hoots.
A horso was approaching from the di
rection of tho lake. Madeline had
learned to be wnrj nnd, mounting
Mujesty, sho turned him toward the
open. A moment later she felt glad
of her caution, for, looking bnck be
tween the tiees, she snw Stewart lead
ing a horse Into the grove. Sho would
as lief have met a guerrilla us this
cowboy.
Majesty hnd broken Into n trot
when a shrill whistle rent the nlr. Tlio
horse leaped and, wheeling so swiftly
tlint he nearly unseated Madeline, he
charged back straight for the tnes
qultes. Mndellne spoke to him, cried
angrily nt him, pulled with nil her
strength upon the bridle, btt was
helplessly unnblo to stop him. He
whistled n piercing blast. Madeline
realized then that Stewart, Ills old
master, hnd called him nnd flint noth
ing could turn him. Sho gave up try
ing, and the horso thumped Into nn
aisle between the trees nnd, stopping
befoie Stewart, whinnied eagerly.
"I want to talk to jou," said Stew
art. Madeline started, turned to him.
and now sho saw the earlier Stewart,
tho miin who reminded her of their
first meeting nt El C'.ijnn, of that
memorable nieoting ut Chlrlcahun.
"I want to ask jou omuthlng," he
went on. "I've been wanting to know
some thing. That's why I've hung on
here. Hut now I'm going over over
the herder. And I want to know.
Why did j'ou refuse to listen to me?"
At hit last word tlint hot shtune.
tenfold moro stilling than when it bad
beforo humiliated Madeline, rushed
over her, sending the scarlet in 11 wave
to hr temples. Hltlng her lips t
hold back speech, nho Jerked on .MaJ
ni- rT,w yj WLTtN' v..
mm&r
Stars
whip, spurred him. Stcwnrt's Iron arm
held the horse. Then Madeline, In a
lliih of passion, struck at Stewatt's
face, missed It, struck again, nnd hit.
With one pull, nlmost drawing her
from the saddle, he tore the whip from
her hands. It was not that action oa
his part, or the sudden stiong muster
fulness of his look, ) much us the
livid mark on his face where the whip
had lushed that quieted, If It did not
check, her fury.
"That's nothng," he said, with some
thing of his old audacity. "Tliat'a
nothing to how you've liuit me."
Madellni- battled with herself for
control. This man would not be de
nied. About him now there wns only
the ghost of that liner, gentler man
she hnd helped to bring Into being.
The piercing dnik eyes he bent upon
her burned her, went thioiigh her as
If lie were looking Into her soul. Then
Madeline's quick sight caught a (loot
ing doubt, a wlstfulness, a surprised
and saddened certainty In his eyes,
saw It shade and pass away. Her
woman's Intuition, us keen as her
sight, told her Stewart In that moment
had sustained u shock of bitter, (ln.il
truth.
For the third time he repeated his
question to her. Madeline did not an
swer; she could not speak.
"You don't know 1 love j-on, do
you?" he continued, passionate j
"Tlint ever since jou stood before 1110
in that hole at Chlrlcahua I've loved
j'ou? You can't see I've been another
man, loving jou, working lor jou, liv
ing for jou? You won't believe I've
turned my back on the old wild lite,
that I've been decent nnd honorable
and happy and useful your kind of
u cowboy? You couldn't tell, though
I loved jou. that I never wanted jou
to know It, that I never dared to
think of jou except as my angel, my
holy Virgin? What do you know of
a man's heart and soul? How could
jou tell of tho love, the salvation of
a man who's lived Ids lire In the si
lence nnd loneliness? Who could te.ieh
jou the actual truth that a wild cow
boy, fnithloss to mother and sister, ex
cept In memory, riding a haul, drunk
en tiall straight to hell, had looked
Into the face, the eyes of 11 beautiful
woman Infinitely bejond him, abovo
hint, nnd had so loved her that he was
saved that lie became faithful ngaln
that he saw lier face In every (low
er and her eyes In the blue heaven?"
Mndellne was mute. She heard her
heai t thundering In her ear.
Stewart leaped at tier.' His power
ful hand closed on lier arm. Sho
trembled. Ills action presaged tho
old Instinctive violence.
"No; but you think I kept Honltn
up in the mountains1, that I went se
cretly to meet lier, that all the while
I served you I was Oh, I know
what you think! I know now. I
never knew till I made jou look at
me. Now, say It! Speak!"
White-hot, blinded, utterly In tlio
fiery grasp of passion, poweilcss to
stem the rush of 11 word both sliume
1 ill nnd levelling and lutal, Madeline
cried :
"Yes !"
He had wrenched that word from
lier, but he was not subtle enough, not
versed In the mj story of woman's
motive enough, to divine the deep
significance of lier reply.
For lilin tho word had only literal
meaning confirming the dishonor In
which she held him. Diopping her
arm, ho shrank back, a strange action
for the savage and crude man sha
Judged hlin to be.
"Hut that day at Chlrlcahua you
spoke of faith," he burst out. "You
said the greatest thing in the world
wns faith In human nature. You said
you hnd faith in me! You made mo
have faith In myself!"
Hla reproach, without bitterness or
scorn, was 11 lush to her old egoistic
belief In her fairness. She had
pleached a beautiful principle that
she had failed to live up to.
"You think I nm vile," he said. "You
think that about Honltn! And nil tlio
time I've been ... I could niako
you ashamed I could tell jou "
Ills pnsslonnto utterunco ceased
with n snap of his teeth. His lips set
In u thin, bitter line. The agitation
of his face preceded a conclusive
wrestling of his shoulders.
"No, no!" he panted. Wns It ids
answer to some mighty temptation?
Then, like n bent sapling released, ho
sprang erect. "Hut I'll be the man
the dog you think me!"
Ho laid hold of her nrm with rude,
powerful clutch. One pull drew lier
sliding half out of tho saddle into his
arms. She fell with ner breast against
Ids, not wholly free of stirrups or
hoi so, and there she hung, utterly
powerless. Maddened, writhing, sho
tore to rolonpo herself. All she could
accomplish was to twist herself, ralo
herself high enough to seo h!s face.
That ttltiHut pnralyvod her. Dli lie
mean to kill her? Then lie wrapped
his arms around lier and crushed her
tighter, cloe (o lilin. She felt tha
pound of his heart; her own seemed
to have frozen. Then he pressed hla
binning lips to hers, it was a loiy;,
teirlhlo l!ss She felt hlin nko.
"Oh, Stewart! I Implore yon
let int. go'" she whispered.
ITO BB CONTINUED.)
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Soon thereafter Clrunt received u re
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coming around some other vvnj."
Finally u report came in, "No en
emy in sight."
After a pause, Grant said .solemnly,
nnd, ns It turned out, prophetically,
"Albeit Sidney Johnston Is dead."
New York World.
The clinrni of a bathroom Is Its spot
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Blue nil cloths and towels retain their
whiteness until worn out. Advertise
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It may not be so generally known
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a radical member in his own house
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Oliver Baldwin, Is n proved Socialist,
though a violent opponent of bolshe
vlsin, on account of his experiences
with the Bolshevlkl In Armenia. From
the Living Age.
Ends.
"Tlio waiter is very attentive. I
wonder what end he lias In view."
"lite tip, of course."
I'eihaps a woman loves secrets bo-cnii'-e
of the pleasure It affords her to
let them escape.
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