Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 37, Hammond, Lake County, 31 July 1907 — Page 3

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(Continued.) A half-dozen men were starting to climb the hillside, fallowing a dim trail through the tangled underbrush. Mason stepped up to the ore dump where he could eee better, and watched their movements closely. "HI, there!" he called, his voice harsh and strident. "You fellers are not invited to this picnic, an' there'll be somethin' doin' if you push along any higher." The little bunch halted instantly just without the edge of the heavy timber, turning their faces up toward the speaker. "Now, see here, Buck," answered one, taking a single step ahead of the others, " and hollowing his hand as a trumpet to speak throngh, "it don't look to its fellers as if this affair was any of your funeral, nohow, and we've come 'long ahead of the others just on purpose to give you a fair show to pull out of it afore the real trouble begins. Sabe?" "13 thet so?" The little marshal was too far away for them to perceive how his teeth set beneath the bristly mustache. "You bet! The boys don't consider thet it's hardly the square deal your takln' up agin 'era in this way. They 'lected you marshal of this yere camp, but it warn't expected you'd ever take no sides 'long with murderers. Thet's too stiff fer us to abide by. So come on down, Buck, an leave us to attend to the cuss." "If you mean Hampton, he's my prisoner. Will you promise to let me

take him down to Cheyenne fer trial?" "Wal, I reckon not, old man. We kin give him a trial well 'nough here in Glencaid," roared another voice from one of the group, which was apparently growing restless over the delay. "But we ain't inclined to do you

across the sheltering dump pile, tha besieged were able to perceive the dark figures cautiously advancing through the protecting brush; they sped out widely until their two flanks

were close in against the wall of rock, i

and then the deadly rifles began to spit spitefully, the balls casting up the soft dirt in clouds or flattening against the stones. The two men crouched lower, hugging their pile of slag, unable to perceive even a stray assailant within range of their ready revolvers. "This whole blame country is full of discharged sojers," he growled, "an they know their biz all right. I reckon them fellers is pretty sure to git one of us yit; anyhow, they've got us cooped. Say, Bob, thet lad crawling yonde- ought to be in reach, an it's our bounden duty not to let the boys git too gay." Hampton tried the shot suggested, elevating considerable to overcome distance. There was a yell and a swift skurrying backward which caused Mason to laugh, although neither knew whether this result arose from fright or wound. " 'Bliged ter teach 'em manners onct in awhile, or they'll imbibe a fool notion they kin come right 'long up yer6 without no invite. 'Taint fer long, nohow, 'less all them guys are ijuts." Hampton turned his head and looked soberly into the freckled face, impressed by the speaker'8 grave tone." "Why?" "Fire, my boy, fire. The wind'3

dead right fer it; thet brush will burn like so much tinder, an' with this big wall o' rock back of us, it will be hell here, all right. Some of 'em are bound to think of It pretty blame soon, an' then, Bob, I reckon you an'' I will hev' to take to the open on the jump." Hajapton's eyes hardened. God, how he desired to live just then, to uncover that fleeing Murphy and wring from him the whole truth which had been eluding him all these years!

and saw him with startled eyes, her hands unclasping, her cheeks rosecolored. I "Lieut. Brant, you here?" she exi claimed, speaking as if his presence seemed unreal. "What strange mirj acles an idle thought can work!" "Thoughts, I have heard," he rei plied, coming toward her -with head uncovered, "will sometimes awaken answers through vast distances of i time and space. As my thought was

with you I may be altogether to blame for thus arousing your own. From the expression of your face, I supposed you dreaming." She smiled, her eyes uplifted for a single instant to his own. "It was rather thought just merging into dream, and there are few things in life more sweet. I know not whether it is the common gift of all minds, but my day-dreams are almost more to me than my realities." "First is was moods, and now dreams." He seated himself comfortably at her feet. "You would cause me to believe you a most impractical person, Miss Naida."

"If that were only true, I am sure ' I should be most happy, for it has been my fortune so far to conjure up only pleasure through day-dreaming the things I like and long for be-. come my very own then. But if you mean, as I suspect, that I do not enjoy the dirt and drudgery of life, then my plea will have to be guilty. Back of what you term practical some one has said there is always a dream, a first 6onception. In that sense I choose to be a dreamer." "And not so unwise a choice, if your dreams only terjd toward re- , suits." He sat looking into her ani- j mated face, deeply puzzled by both words and actions. "I cannot help j noticing that you avoid all reference i to my meeting with Mr. Hampton. Is

this another sign of your impractical mind?" "I should say rather the opposite, ! for I bad not even supposed it concerned me." i "Indeed! That presents a vastly different view from the one given us an hour since. The distinct impression was then conveyed to both our minds that you were greatly distressed regarding the matter. Is it possible you can have been acting again?" "I? Certainly not!" and she made no attempt to hide her indignation. "What do you mean?" He hesitated an instant in hie reply, feeling that possibly he was treading upon thin ice. But her eyes commanded a direct answer, and he yielded to them. "We were Informed that you experienced great anxiety for fear we

ever the reason may be, I know nothing about it." "But you do cot answer my last query." "Perhaps I did not hear it." "It was: How do I stand in your sight? That is of far more importance to me now than any unauthorized command from Mr. Hampton." She glanced up into his serious face shyly, with a little dimple of returning laughter. "Indeed; but perhaps he might not care to have me say. However, as I once informed you that you were very far from being my ideal, possibly it may be my duty to qualify that harsh statement somewhat" "By confessing that I am your ideal?" "Oh, Indeed, no! We never realize oub ideals, you know, or else they would entirely cease to be Ideals. My confession is limited to a mere admission that I now consider you a very pleasant young gentleman." "You offor me a stone when I cry unto your for bread," he exclaimed. "The world is filled with pleasant young men. They are- a drug on the

She looked frankly at him. "I do mean just that. I am not heartless, and I sincerely wish we had never met; but this must be the end." The end? And with no explanation?" "There is no other way." He could perceive tears in her eyes, although she spoke bravely. "Xor can I explain, for all is not clear to me. But this I know, there is a barrier between us insurmountable; not even the power of love can overcome it; and I appeal to you to ask me no more." It was impossible for him to doubt her sober earnestness, or the depth of her feelings; the full truth in her words was pictured upon her face.

and in the pathetic appeal of her eye. j

"You will forgive me? Truly, this barrier has not been raised by me." He bowed low, until his lips pressed the white fingers, but before he could

master himself to utter a word in re-

pl a distant voice called his name,

and both glanced hastily around.

"That cry came from he valley,"

he said. "I left my horse tied there. I will go and leara what it means."

She followed him part of the way

through the labyrinth of underbrush.

hardly knowing why she did so. He

stood alone upon the summit of the high bluff whence he could look

across the stream. Miss Spencer stood

below waving her parasol frantically,

and even as he gazed at her, his ears caught the sound of heavy firing down

the valley.

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"You are becoming quite hard to please," her face turned partially

away, her look meditaative, "and and dictatorial; but I will try. You are intelligent, a splendid dancer,

fairly good looking, rather bright at times, and, no doubt, would prove venturesome if not held strictly to your proper place. Take it all in all,

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The tantalfzing tone and manner

might quarrel so great, indeed, that nerved him; he grasped the white you had confided your troubles to an- hand resting invitingly on the grass,

"HI, There!" He Called, "You Feller Ain't Invited to This Picnic." no harm onless ye ram in too far. So come on down, Buck, throw up yer cards; we've got all the aces, an' ye can't bluff this whole durn camp." Mason spat into the dump contemptuously, his hand3 thrust into his pockets. "You're a fine-loo'cin' lo. o" lawabidin' citizens, you are! Blamed if you ain't. This yere man, Bob Hampton, is my prisoner, an' I'll take him to Cheyenne if I have ter brain every tough in Glencaid to do it. Thet's me, gents. "Oh. come off; you cant run your notions agin the whole blame moral sentiment of this camp." "Moral sentiment! I'm backin' up the law, not moral sentiment, ye crosseyed beer-slinger, an' if ye try edgln up ther another step I'll plug you with this '45.'" There was a minute of hesitancy while the men below conferred, the marshal looking contemptuously down upon them, his revolver gleaming ominously in the light. "Oh, come on. Buck, show a little hoss sense," the leader sang out. "We've got every feller in camp rlong

with us, an' there ain't no show fer

CHAPTER XXI. "She Loves Me; She Loves Me Not.' It was no claim of military duty which compelled Brant to relinquish Miss Spencer so promptly at the hotel door, but rather a desire to escape her ceaseless chatter and gain retire

ment where he could reflect in quiet over the revelations of Hampton. In this quest he rode slowly up the valley of the Bear Water, through the bright sunshine, the rare beauty of the scene scarcely leaving the slightest impress on his mind, so busy wa3 it, and so preoccupied. He no longer had any doubt that Hampton had utilized his advantageous position, as well as his remarkable powers of pleasing, to ensnare the susceptible heart of this young, confiding girl. While the man had advanced no direct claim, he

had said enough to make perfectly clear the close intimacy of their relation and the existence of a definite understanding between them. With this recognized as a fact, was he justified in endeavoring to win Xaia Gillis for himself? That the girl would find continued happiness with such a man as Hampton he did not for a moment believe possible; that she had been deliberately deceived regarding his true character he felt no doubtThat the girl was morally so far above him as to make his very touch a profanation, and at the unbidden

thought of it, the soldier vowed to op

pose such an unholy consummation.

Nor did he, even then, utterly despair

of winning, for he recalled afresh tha

Intimacy of their few past meetings, his face brightened in memory of this and that brief word or shy glance. All the world loves a lover, and all the fairies guide him. As the officer's eyes glanced up from the dusty road, he perceived just ahead the samo steep bank down which he had plunged in his effort at capturing his fleeing tormentor. With the sight there came upon him the desire to loiter again In the little glen where they had first met, and dream once more

other." "To whom?" "Miss Spencer. She came to us ostensibly in your name, and as a peacemaker." ; For a moment she sat gtizing directly at him, then she laughed softly. "Why, how supremely ridiculous; I can hardly believe it true, only your face tells me you certainly are not in play. Lieut. Brant, I have never even dreamed of such a thing. You had informed me that your mission was one of peace, and he pledged me his word not to permit any quarrel. I had the utmost confidence in you both." "How, then, did she even know of our meeting?" "I am entirely in the dark, as mystified as you," she acknowledged.

and held it firmly within his own.

"You only make sport a6 you did once before. I must have the whole

truth."

un, no; to make sport at such a

time would be sheerest mockery, and I would never dare to be so free.

Why, remember we are scarcely more

than strangers. How rude you are!

only our third time of meeting, and

you will not release my hand."

"Not unless I must, Naida," and the deep ringing soberness of his voice

startled the girl into suddenly uplift

ing her eyes to his face. What she

read there instantly changed her mood

from playfulness to earnest gravity.

"Oh, please do not do not say what you are tempted to," her voice almost pleading. "I cannot listen; truly I

cannot; I must not. It would make us

frankly, "for it has certainly never both very unhappy, and you would be

been a habit with me to betray the sure to regret such hasty words." confidence of my friends, and I leirn- "Regret!" and he yet clung to the ed long since not to confide secrets to hand which shs scarcely endeavored Miss Spencer." 1 to release, bending forward hoping to Apparently neither cared to discuss read in her hidden eyes the secret her the problem longer, yet he remained lips guarded. "Am I, then, not old

silent considering those questions which might decide his fate. "You speak of your confidence in us both," he said, slowly. "To me

the complete trust you repose in Mr. Hampton is scarcely comprehensible. Do you truly believe in his reform?" "Certainly. Don't you?" The direct return question served to nettle and confuse him. "It is,

enough to know my own mind?" "Yes ys; I hope so, yes; but it is not for me; it can never be for me I am no more than a child, a homeless waif, a nobody. You forget that I do not even know who I am, or the name I ought rightfully to bear. I will not have it so." "Naida, sweetheart!" and he burst impetuously through all bonds of re-

me. "You indorse, then, the claims he advances?" "You are very insistent; yet I know of no good reason why I should net answer. Without at all knowing the nature of those claims to which

you refer, I have no hesitancy In say-

of her who had given to the shaded

tr, n' t-o tr. ,nM rmt o-inf- thif i nook both life and beauty. He swun?

sort of an outfit." himself from the saaaie, tiea a loose j ing that I possess such complete con- j Mason smiled and patted the barrel j rein to a scrub oak. and clambered uo I fidence in Bob Hampton as to reply; of his Colt. ! the bonk. unreservedly yes. But really, Lieut, j "Oh, go to blazes! When I want "With the noiseless step of a plains- j Brant, I should prefer talking upon ' any advice, Jimmie, I'll send fer ye." man he pushed in through the la by- ; some other topie. It is evident that ; Some one fired, the ball digging up rinths of bush, only to halt petrified you two gentlemen are not friendly, '

yet there is no reason why any mis- j

the soft earth at the marshals feet, ! "pon the very edge of that inner bar

rier. No figment of imagination, but

the glowing reality of flesh and blood, i awaited him. She had neither seen j nor heard his approach, and he stop- 1 ped in perplexity. He had framed a dozen speeches for her ears, yet now j he could do no more than stand and gaze, his heart in his eyes. And it ; was a vision to enchain, to hold lips ; speechless. She was seated with un-

Mavbe i studied grace on the edge of the bank, i

her hands clasped about one knee, her j

and flinging it in a blinding cloud into Hampton's eyes. Mason's answer was a sudden fusilade, which sent the crowd flying helter-skelter into the underbrush. One among them staggered and half fell, yet succeeded in dragging himself out of sight. "Great Scott, if I don't believe I winged James!" the shooter remarked

cheerfully, reaching back into his

pocket for more cartridges.

them bovs will be a bit more keerful

if thev once onderstand they're up j sweet face sobered Uy thought, her aein the real thing. Well, perhaps I ! y8 downcast, the long lashes plainbetter skin down, fer I reckon it's !' "'lined against the clear cheeks, liable ter be rifles next." j To dray back unobserved was imposIt was rifles next, and the "wincing ! ible- even bad he possessed strength

of Big Jim, however it may have inspired caution, also developed fresh animosity in the hearts of his followers, and brought forth evidences of discipline in their approach- Peerijas

of will sufflclent to make tie attempt, j nor would words of easy greeting j corce to his relief. He could merely j worship silently as before a sacred J ahrine. It was thus she glanced ud '

perhaps, not my place to say, as my straint, her flushed cheeks the inspirfuture happiness does not directly de- ation of his daring. "I will speak, pend on the permanence of his for I care nothing for all this. It is reformation. But if his word can be you I love love forever. Do you undepended upon, your happiness to a derstand me, darling? I love you! I very large extent does." love you!" She bowed. "I have no doubt you For an instant one glad, weak, can safely repose confidence In what- ; helpless, forgetful instant she did ever he may have told you regarding : not see him, did not even know her

self; the very world was lost. Then she awoke as if from a dream, his

strong arms clasped about her, his lips upon hers. "You must net," she sobbed. "I tell you no! I will not consent; I will not be false to myself. You have no right; I gave you no right." He permitted her to -draw away, and they stood facing each other, he eager, mystified, thrilling with passion almost beyond mastery, she trembling and unstrung, her cheeks crim

son, her eyes filled with mute appeal. "I read it in your face," he insisted. "It told of love." "Then my face must have Med, she answered, her soft voice tremulous, "or else you read the message wrongly. It is from my lips you must take the answer." "And they kissed me." "If so, I knew it not. It was by no volition of mine. Lieut. Brant, I have trusted you so completely; that was not right." "My heart exonerates me." "I cannot accept that guidance." "Then yon do not love me?" She paused, afraid of the Impulse that swept her on. "Perhaps," the low voice scarcely audible, "I may love you too well." "Ygu mean there is something some person, perhaps standing between?"

CHAPTER XXII. Plucked from the Burning. That Miss Spencer was deeply agi

tated was evident at a glance, while the nervous manner in which she

glanced in the direction of those dis tant gunshots, led Brant to jump to the conclusion that they were in some

way connected with her appearance.

"Oh, Lieutenant Brant," she cried, t

excitedly, "they are going to kill him

down there, and he never did it r.t all.

I know he didn't, and so does Mr.

Wynkoop. Oh, please hurry! Nobody knew where you were, until I

saw your horse tied here, and Mr.

Wynkoop has been hunting for you ev

erywhere. He is nearly frantic, poor man, and I cannot learn where either

Mr. Moffat or Mr. McNeil is, and I

just know those dreadful creatures

will kill him before we can get help." "Kill whom?" burst in Brant, springing down the bank fully awakened to the realization of some unknown emergency. "My dear Miss Spencer, tell me your story quickly if you wish me to' act. Who is in danger, and from what?" The girl burst into tears, but struggled bravely through with her message. "It's those awful men, the roughs and rowdies down in Glencaid. They

say he murdered Ited Slavin, that big

gambler who spoke to me this morn

ing, but he didn't for I saw the man

who did, and so did Mr. Wynkoop. He jumped out of the saloon window, his hand all bloody, and ran away. But

they've got him and the town marshal up behind the Shasta dump, and swear

they're going-to hang him if they can

only take him alive. Oh, just hear

those awful guns!" "Yes, but who is It?"

"Bob Hampton, and and he never

did it at all."

Before Brant could either move or

speak, Naida swept past him, down

the steep bank, and her voice rang

out clear, insistent. "Bob Hampton attacked by a mob? Is that true,

Phoebe? They are fighting at the

Shasta dump, you say? Lieut. Brant

you must act you must act now, for

my sake!"

She sprang toward the horse, nerv

ed by Brant's apparent slowness to re

spond, and loosened the rein from the scrub oali. "Then I will go to him, even if they kill me also, the cowards!" But Brant had got his head now. Grasping her arm and the rein of the plunging horse, "You will go home," he commanded, with the tone of military authority. "Go home with Mis3 Spencer. All that can possibly be done to aid Hampton I shall do will you go?" She looked helplessly into his face. "You you don't like him," she faltered; "I know you don't. But but you will help him, won't you, for my sake?" He crushed back an oath. "Like him or not like him, I will save him if be in the power of man. Now will

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understanding between you should in-! terfere with our friendship, is there?" j She asked this question with such 1 perfect innocence that Brant believed she failed to comprehend Hampton's claims. j "I have been informed that it must," '. he explained. "I have been told that I was no longer to force my attentions !

upon Miss Gillis." "By Bob Hampton?"

"Yes. Those were, I believe, his ex-'

act vords. Can you wonder that ' hardly know how I stand in your sight?" "I do not at all understand," she faltered. ' Truly, Lieut. Brant, I do not. I feel that Mr. Hampton would not say that without a good and sufficient reason. He Is not a man to be swayed by prejadice; yet, what-

you go?" "Yes," she answered, and suddenly

extended her arms. "Klss me first." I With the magical pressure of her j lips upon his, he swung into the sad

dle and spurred down the road. It was a principle of his military training never to temporize with a mob he would strike hard, but he must have sufficient force behind him. He reined up before the seemingly deserted camp, his horse flung back upon its haunches, white foam flecking its

quivering flanks. "Sergeant!" The sharp snap of bis voice brought that officer forward on the run. "Where are the men?" "Playin' ball, most cf 'em, sir, just beyond the ridge." "Are the horses out in the herd?" "Yes, sir." "Sound the recall; arm and mount every man; bring them into Glencaid on the gallop. Do you know the eld ghasta mine?" "No, sir."

"Half-way up the hill back of the '

hotel. You'll find me somewhere i

front of it. This is a matter of life or

death, so Jump lively now.!" (To be continued.)

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