The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, October 05, 1922, Image 3

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CHAPTER XIV
me] Grane
Wilton Rides Alone,
He ran down toward the swamp,
followed by the party of engineers.
The horses, released during the fire,
were grazing along the edge; they
were wary, however, and would not
let themselves be approached. For
some minutes the men made fruitless
efforts to surround them,
However, Wilton managed to catch
the mane of a big draught-beast
which had been the front row of
the grading and, despite
clumsy appearance, had taken the sad-
dle and had a tolerable action,
But hardly had he made sure of It
by a grasp on the mane and upper lip
than the remainder,
in
yokes its
snorting
the cordon and galloped full speed to-
ward the lake.
“We'll be with you in a minute, Mr,
Carruthers!” shouted one of the men
as they went in pursuit,
ut Wilton, without
and guided It across the swamp.
®ad no doubt that the outlaws who had
1¥'s abduction and, if the trail led up
to Bowyer, as he was sure it would,
God help Bowyer!
In a couple of minutes he had put
en the saddle and tautened the girth,
along the southward trail, unarmed.
Meanwhile the rest of the party
spent a fruitless half-hour trying
cateh horses, At
sultation, they hurried back to the
camp, collected a few more Canadians
and Americans, and started out after
Wilton, leaving a half-dozen to keep
the workmen in eheck.
In the shaek Tonguay stared apa-
thetically at Andersen, who sat with
the revolver In his hand,
watch over his eaptive.
“You tink 1 kill dat feller, eh?
demanded after a while,
“1 dunno, my
dersen, “If yom
swing for It, all
all
“See here!
+
to
he
friend,” answered
did, 1
right.”
Hackett
tell de men dere's
an' fools
dogs den be
A
guess you
Ji
tole me
gome here an’
in
worked like
because
money
de safe, to
de eompany’'s busted,
all 1 know,
vhat was con
yl “You
though, That
; It ain't for me
inspector
Pos-seebly
was a fool to
story's for the police
You can the
gets here”
orsen.,
tell when
“See here! You let m
Tonguay. “I didn't do no
for you arrest me?”
“Boss's orders.”
gruffly. “That'll be enough.
like a good feller, now.”
“You He! | tell you I didn't
screamed Tonguay
his thalr and sh
do dat!”
sinking back
ddering.
They watched each other for
time.
Suddenly
heard outside,
appeared at the door
by four
of the shack,
eompanied uounted
bles,
“Had considerable
sald, dismounti
about him at t
and the still t
“That fire
the Missatibi”
gineers. “And
men in there!”
shack.
trouble, eh?”
sheds,
warning
was set by
we've
got
one
awaiting the order to
guard!” he suid,
about the horses, J
The constables
back toward their quarters,
you'll be enough !
them. “The
shouted Quain after
other two-—Beckett and
James—will dismount and rest their
horses. I'll want you chaps!”
“You've had trouble,
Juain to Andersen.
“Why, this ain't trouble, inspector,”
answered the Swede, “You yust look
tngide that room.
worst, what 1 told you already.”
Quain strode to the door of Wilton's
bedroom, uttered a sharp exclamation
and bent over the body of Jules. He
eame back quickly.
“Whe killed that Indian?” he asked,
“Lee Chambers, 1 guess”
“Tell me what you know.”
“Why, all 1 know is he done some
erooked work on the trestling and
beat it out of camp beforg Mr. Car.
ruthers had time to fire him. Last
might he came back after the fire,
which I guess that feller there knows
something about.”
“1 tell you 1 don’ know not'ing!”
yelled Touguay, who seemed In the ex.
tremity of pane,
“Mr. Carruthers said Mr. Chambers
killed Jules there and got Into the
safe. 1 duune mo more than that,
But" i
Suddenly, with a frenzied scream,
Tonguay leaped from his ehalr for the
door again, Andersen was just gnlek
enough, He eaught him on the door.
sill, and the two men struggled furt.
ously. Tonguay suatched Andersen's
some jd
revolver out of his hand, Andersen's
hand closed on the outlaw's wrist,
Quain ran to grasp Tonguay's arm,
bit, before he could hold It the strug
For Tonguay had got Lis
finger on the trigger and was trying to
bring the weapon In line with Ander-
sen's head. Andersen swung the out.
law's arm around, and the bullet, dis-
charged too late, passed through Ton-
guay's left arm.
The spectators, who
outside the shack, had
in at the sound of the shot.
dered them out and, taking
gle ended,
had gathered
come running
Quain or-
off Ton-
shirt away. One of the constables
brought him his first-ald case and soon
the wound painted with lodine and
bandaged.
“ln
to Andersen
thelr
inspector
the
houses, in ease of troub
keep men in
y
i
I'm going
Carruthers, and 1
back by noon”
He called
constable and they
expect to
the dismounted
rode off at a swift
pace toward the portage.
second
CHAPTER XV
Bowyer’s Hour.
Jowyer looked the incarnation of In-
red-halred,
has put off its
doorway, red-faced,
sleek fox that
His vicious eyes fixed themselves
the girl's face as fastened
back the halr that hung about her,
“That brute was rough with you"
sald Bowyer. “But 1 you gave
him better than he gave you, | guess
he got what he deserved. 1 told them
you weren't to come to any
Well, McDonald, they didn't
rough, ™
“We were hrought
Molly defiantly,
+}
she
ZULsS
use
{oo eh
sald
we to} re In the same way?"
1 forward
:
:
listen
e kept hi
Suddenly
Bowy stepp
and took i
o
her hands. Me
me now.” he sald, “Listen quietly.
irt
'
Hiy-
Tt }
t going to | I love you.
But
forget
Did you
to olier
She tried if » aw is 4 anus
htl remem-
eri er resolution sh food
“What's your wr, Molly?”
Never" “Yon
knew
to
going
€ Upon
lowyer furne the factor.
said s
arrests
McDonald was gray with
“Mally,
“We
fear,
up
screamed an't escape him,
“If You Touch Me Again, Kill
Youl”
He'll get you as he's got me. Molly,
say ‘yes’ to him, beeause he's won
He'll get what he wants, anyway. And
it's no shame to see when you're
beaten, and to give way.”
The sight of the trembling old man
swept away all the girl's resgive. Her
loathing for their persecutor drove her
to frenzy. She tore her hands from
Bowyer's, ran behind the divan and
snatched up a rifle that stood there,
She ralsed the stock above her head
with both hands,
“If you touch me again I'l kil
you 1” she cried,
Bowyer looked at the factor. “Then
I'll tell her what I know,” he said.
“For years I've stood by you rnd
shielded you"
The factor's hands went up as if Re
were warding off a blovw, and there
was the mute appeal of a whipped dog
in his eyes. Bowyer went ou:
“For years I've protected you from
the law, Now I've done with you"
“You can tell me, Tom Bowyer!"
cried Molly,
He swung toward her, “I'll tell you,
then,” he roared. “Your father's a
murderer. He's been wanted by the
police these twenty years or more,
and he's still wanted, The police don't
forget. I knew it from the first. He
came to me and asked my help after
he'd murdered a man In a
brawl. He wanted to give himself up
I told him not to.
the portage,
I've stood by
protected him,
more.”
common
where he'd he secure,
him, his friend,
But I'll protect him no
been
He wheeled upon the factor.
speak to her he
“You're her father There
tense mockery In his
you. Ask her If sh
swing In the jall-yard
on her
Will Carruthers!”
With a
dropped to his knees and hid his face
in his hands. Molly the rifle fall
and back wall,
cry broke from her lips,
"It
Lyy 1H
again.
oe
tone,
obey
to Yaorkton
with
fut
she's honeymoon
let
shrank against the
isn't true, father!" she begged,
tor's,
“Tell him it: isn't true You
kill that wan who insulted my
And, If you did, you did fit
her. Tell him it's a He!"
The factor's whimpering moans
were all answer,
and for = full minute
the least the room Slowly
Molly raised her head, and the
that come into her eyes at last
that Bowyer had seen In
the eyes of many me women be
fore, He that time
triumph bad come.
“Unless I marry ye
nother!
i
to protect
ceased,
her They
there was not
sound in
1 $s
OOK
Lind
was ote
fu and
the
knew of his
wm, Tom Bowyer,”
usted you?
“TH give §
yer shouted
I've g
Wax on
weapons
i
3
wie
you don't
You kno
to
vhimper
sald Bow.
“ie
& pas
Ww
I swear it will.
BETew
all Ix
you
will
5
3 | te
he sald, th
I'l
ne
make
fives
ng you want, and
McDonald a home as long as
nit! You look as if 1
something awful of youl!
matter with me?
She looked up, to sce Bowyer's red
She shiv-
cold.
sald,
spread
ered, as If with mortal
“I'l marry you”
The slow smile
she
that
aver
at last,” he sald, rubbing his
hands together In gloating self-satia
the details of our honeymoon
little love-making on
too, but not toe rough.
how to handle a girl!”
He strode toward the door and
opened it. The factor stood stoek-stil)
for a moment. Then, at Bowyer's eall,
he stumbled toward it, and Bowyer
led him across the passage Into an-
other room,
“You'll be comfortable In here, Me.
Donald!” Bowyer shouted, slapping
the old man on the back, “And don't
you fear for Molly. I'll take mighty
good care of her”
There followed his returning foot-
steps, and the sharp, sudden click of
a key. Then came a furious rattiing
from within. Bowyer turned angrily.
“Go to bed, you old fool!” he
shouted. “Didn't 1 tell you I'd take
care of her?”
The rattling ceased, but Molly heard
the factor’s feet shuffling as he stood
irresciutely behind his door, listening.
Bowser came back and slammed the
door behind him. He put his hand on
Molly's shoulder,
“I'm glad that's all settled at last,”
he sald, “Gd, you've led me a chase,
Molly! Hardest I've ever had; but 1
knew I'd get you In the end”
“When do you wish me to marry
you?" asked Melly In a whisper,
Bowyer threw back his head and
laughed. “Now you're talking,” he an-
swered, “That's the point I was com-
ing to. I'm a business wan, and I'm
used to paying what I have to for
what I want. But I've been thinking
that when two people are agreed on
the same thing, and there's no way
out of it, unless you want the old man
te swing--why, it mightn’t be neces.
the side,
I guess 1 know
i ————— AA ne — ow
sary for you and me to get married
at all”
He slid his arm about her walst and
bent his red face toward hers, For an
Instant the girl misunderstood, Then
she legped to her feet, her eyes bluz
ing.
“Get out of my way, Tom Bowyer!
If you try to stop me I'l murder youl”
she screamed,
She ran round
behind the divan,
snatched up the empty rifle, and, as
lowyer followed her, brought down
the stock with all her strength,
Had it struck his skull It would have
knocked him unconsclous. But In
nick of he aside,
fell across the of his
and shoulders. With a how]
he wrenched the weapon from
hands. He beat her the
again and again with his fists,
seized her by the halr, twining It
his hand, and, forcing her head back
put his hands over her mouth,
She tried with all the
possessed to pry his hands away ;
swollen that red
seemed to fill all space,
tine leaped
muscles neck
HOTOSSE face
§
i
fad face lee
that remained In her she tore at the
and bit
He Seized Her by
it untll her assall
instan
CHAPTER XVI
Under Arrest
¢ cm if
t realty " it wonld r *
1 eternity, as If It would never i
She sprang to the table,
lamp, and hurled it at
It struck them fairly, sending them
staggering thine
Instantly
windows 26. A
buming ofl shot across the floor to the
divan, which began burning furiously
filling the room with
and the two men closed
There followed a furious struggle.
The combatants rolled over and over
stumbling sgalnst
knocking over the chairs, crashing In.
to the Mi the
hammered at the door and added hb
Iproar
Molly darted across the passage and
released him. “They're
she cried. But the old
staggering out, only shouted distract.
edly. Molly ran back. Hackett had
Wilton by the throst, and, as she
entered the room,
himself free, raised his pistol,
breught the hutt crashing down
Wiiton's head. Wilton toppled back
into the blazing oll
Bowyer aimed, but Molly knocked
up his arm, and the shot went wild
Bowyer turned upon Molly with a
ghastly grin
“Deen you!" he shouted, raising his
pistol to strike her down. McDonald
sprang between them, Hackett pulled
at Bowyer and dragged him to the
door. He whispered in his ear, and
Bowyer cursed him. They clinched In
the passage,
Molly was unconscious of what was
transpiring. She had rushed to Wilton,
and, grasping him by the shoulders,
pulled him out of the flames. Seizing
him In her arms, she began madly beat.
ing out the fire that was licking his
clothes and hair. She tore off his blaz-
Ing cont and with It extinguished
them, Then, holding his head against
her breast, she staggered toward the
door through the thick smoke, Me:
Donald at her side.
As she neared It Hackett leaped fore
ward, He pushed the factor violently
back and slammed It. An Instant later
there sounded the click of the key
in the lock,
“The window! The window I” shout.
ed the factor,
But that side of the room was a lv.
ing wall of fire, and they seemed to
be trapped hopelessly. The heat was
becoming Intolerable,
{TO BE CONTINUED.)
seized the
thelr backs.
before they had
fire.
1
in
were 8
smoke,
walls,
in
o————
Late Style Accessory Is Made of
Bits of Old Shawls.
Black Moire Most "Satisfactory All
Around Material; Beaded Models
Have Passed Away.
The little hand bags are so numer-
ous that they confront one at
turn, and yet wany of them are un
beautiful, One has to hunt and hunt
before upon wholly
pleasing Either
they are efficient
or they are
among the
every
COMng
and
100
anything
satisfactory.
beautiful
i wi
too efiicient
to be
+ classed
there
i
beautiful. Is any-
thing worse thau one of those bunchy
bags, crowded
and
bundle?
with too much
looking lke a badly w
Some of the newer bags are made of
and
They are
with
Pais 3 bits of the old shawl
thiey are i
bits of color. to
then the Y ure
most satisfactory.
lovely ang
made so that they
have
dous
them
who must
enougl interiors to make
feasible carrv.alis for WOT
feasible carry-alls for the woman
wel string
to carry g of this sort
fi Stee] tassel or two is used
finish at the point where the
w of the bag ends
The black molre bags are perhaps
the i and
most satisfactory all
fly na
around
table for the f
are mountea
fued
win
jeweled clasps to
em together, Th
ack bag Is that |t
thing.
Beaded bags, unle
traordinarily handsome,
| AWRY RE A
tof a smart
{ are those finely
they ure ex-
have passed
strong asset the tollets
Of o«
to
woman urse, there
woven purses if heads
i hone Hn ” - z ‘
{| without Hnings are so extremely
at they
to help out a costume
which
colorful th 11 often be chosen
just because of
COLLAR WHICH ENDS AT HIP
Showing a black trelaine coat dress
ornament in brilliant red.
monkey fur calle attention
Dripping
to the
which ends at the left hip.
BIG SLEEVES AND MUCH FUR
Many Arm Coverings
Kimono Style; Some Set
With Square Armhole.
in
mark this autumn’s Coals,
Fur trimmings will be lavishly used.
In colors there are the standards,
as usual, and a few novelties such as
shade of gray. Bur
gundy will be seen, too, we are told,
Stralght models will be ltked, gcme
with a little added fullness In shoul-
der plaits, which allow a slight flare
at the foot,
One Russian blouse effect shows a
novelty In the blousing being used
only In the back, the fronts being cut
double breasted, One side fastens
over the other and Is caught with a
handsome steel clasp. A narrow belt
draws the front of the coat in some
what, giving a slightly fitted effect.
All cont sleeve are voluminous,
many in kimono style, and some set
In with a square armhole,
Metal embroidery, narrow braids In
self shades, and stitching, will be geen
a great deal this autumn, according
to the trend of New York fashlons.
WHITE COLLARS TO THE FORE"
Neck Decorations Have Width to
Spread Over Frock Almost to
the Waistline,
Pleturesque white collars are more
and more to the fore. They roll
around rather low necklines and have
fn great deal of width left to spread
neatly over the frock almost to the
» 4
= *
dark
the
is of
using
This two.piece costume
blue silksurfaced trelaine,
wool surface outside and out
the coilar, cuffs and pocket details
The wide sleeves may
be snugly buttoned around the
The wrap-around skirt has a bloused
waist of a brilliantly printed silk.
n ng
in
a cherry red
wr.st.
| OLD-STYLE TRIMMINGS ACK
| Fine Soutaching, Braids, Buttons and
! Beits Again Favor for
! Milady's Wear.
in
# marked
old. f
fashione
Straight Hem Line
¢ ot i allow 3
i Kirte = 8B
th e leagtl
| delightful unevenness is
Longer Skirts,
Six or seven inch from
skirt lengtl
=
& the ~
and American buy
fall that wi
i
rrect
A ——————————————
waistline. These and walsteoats will
be features of the coming =tyles so if
you any spare minutes, it
{ hooves you to guther your needles ard
| threads together and to spend your
i time embroidering sheer stufls
| 80 that you shall be ready to supple
ment your fall clothes with the sort
of accessories that are being
Any real lace that can be added is a
{ touch that will have much in
favor, and If it Ig only a little rounded
{ collar with a pair of cuffs to mutch,
{ you will not be sorry, when the cooler
| days arrive, to be ahle to draw them
forth to deck some new full frock.
Cape for Autumn,
The smart little cape for autumn
will be a separate garment, of velours
or some serviceable fabric: It will be
much in evidence with the one-piece
street frock. But instead of fasten.
ing In front, as the eariler capes in-
variably fastened, the new hiplength
model will fasten on one shoulder,
There will be an armhole and a long
slit and if one arm is slightly chilly
it will be necessary only to weflect
that the style at any rate is a jaunty
one.
have be-
white
ne
ils
Lace Mitts.
Lace mitts are seen everywhere
They have n quaint charm and a cer
tain eariy-day air that is quite frre
sistible. Likewise they come in the
most fascinating Ince patterns
Pretty Red Flock.
A’ pleturesque little frock for a
ail girl seen recently was of red
ere, crossstitched in black to
form ® yoke design that extended
slightly down the front in panel effect