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About The Willamina times. (Willamina, Yamhill County, Oregon) 1909-1972 | View Entire Issue (June 13, 1946)
THURSDAY, JUNE 13, 1946 T U R N IN G P O IN T R y Mary Imlay Taylor W .N .U . W t lfA S I The old man emerged from his could just see the fastenings, old quarters with a long face. "You and covered with dust, half papered mustn’t get wet, Jane, better run over. It resisted and he drew his table fork—they had not allowed back,” he warned. But she caught at his sleeve with him a knife—along the crevices. shutter, shaking hands. "Mac, I've got to At last he relent e 1 turned it softly and looked out. He see h im !” MacDowell hesitated. "H e’s got faced an open slope and the light guards alongside of him, Jane; it from another window streamed across it. Sherwin drew back with ain’t no place for you—” She lifted her blue eyes steadily a grim smile. "They've beaten us. Jane!” to his. "Mac, I must see him— A man was sitting there, with his it ’s—” she choked—" i t ’s the last rifle across his knees. The sheriff, tim e !" The old man looked away, swal having caught a ja il breaker, was lowing hard. He had known Jane taking no chances. Jane was crying bitterly now, but when she was five years old; he Sherwin tried to comfort her. hated to see her face now. CHAPTER X I "A t best. I ’d hnv< ■ • n only a “ Quick, Mac, I've only got a little hunted fugitive, dear girl; we must Shocked and dismayed, Jim hus while—they may call me back—they part—” He could not go on. Her tled his sister into the old hall. Un- ■ think Stenhart's very bad!” sobs shook him with in even deep consciously he dropped into the Her hands, on his arm, shook, and chair at his desk. “ I wish to heaven he felt them. Reluctantly, he led er etnotion. There came a soft knock at the the doctor would get here!" he ex the way into the long low building; door and old Mac's voice, a bit claimed roughly. Jane caught a glimpse of the vac- "He started at once—as soon as queros at supper and, with them, husky. "Tim e's up. Jane, an’ the I ’phoned." Jane replied absently, some men who belonged to Cutler’s doc’s here; he says Stenhart's dyin’ touching the old desk affectionately; posse. But Mac got her past them —they want you!” "God keep you!" Sherwin said she remembered Sherwin there. to a door in the end of the room. Jim, huddled in the chair, rum i There was a moment of delay and hoarsely; all other words failed. The girl, blind with tears, stum nated. “ Jordan must have got us then it was opened. Mac had spoken bled out, old Mac holding her up. confused in the storm—he was a to Cutler and the guard came out "They’re callin’ for you, Jane,” the crack shot. Poor Max—it was for and sat down outside the door as old man explained. " I had to come me and he got i t ! ” Jane went in alone. The little room, all fired quick. Jim's got th' sheriff Jane said nothing; her hands with its one tiny window-slit, too were clasped on the desk. The wind smail for a man’s body to pass an’ two others, two that come with swept the door open and drove the through, was dim with the coming th’ posse. Teresa’s sayin’ prayers rain across the hall. Her brother of dusk, but she saw the tall man with two candles in th' kitchen an’ rose and forced it shut, bolting it. ; who sat at the little table, a tray of Ah Ling’s outside, chatterin’ some Then he turned on her, at the untasted food before him, his head thing awful in Chinee." As he spoke ne guided the falter- lim it of his patience, upon his hands. Expecting no one “ Good lo rd , Jane, haven’t you a whom he cared to see, he did not : ing g irl on to the veranda and opened heart? Max is dying—he loves you! even look up and the despair in his the door. A flood of light streamed out. Jim was sitting supinely at You’re — you’re a perfect stick, j attitude went to her heart. She standing there and staring in front thought of him, as she had seen his desk, sagged in his chair. Be side him towered the big sheriff, and of you!” him, brave and free, going down on She looked up and her white face that thin rope over the abyss to save a deputy was writing something on twitched with pain. “ I ’m sorry for his enemy! A proud light shone sud a paper at the table. Jane, coming Max, but I ’m thinking of the man he denly in her blue eyes, and she came in, half dazzled and blind with weep ing, felt Fanny’s arms go around sent to—a living death!” close to him. her. Jim bit his lip. “ Look here, Jane, “ John!” she said softly. "H e ’s dead, Jane; it’s over—Jim, he’s a brave man, I acknowledge He raised his head and their eyes tell h e r!" it, but he's been convicted of a cruel I met. For an instant he seemed Jim , speechless, made a sign to crime; you’ve got to let him drop!” dazed, then he rose to his feet. Cutler. "You do it ! " "H e’s not guilty,” she said firm ly ; “ Yoy’ve come to me—a prison But the big sheriff had lost his “ I ’ll never belie-’e him guilty. No er?” nerve; he only made motions with guilty man would have done that " I saw you,” she g&id; “ I ’m so his lips like chewing. It was Fanny splendid thing—he saved his ac proud of you!” who drew Jane down beside her on cuser!” He drew a long breath. “ Jane, “ Fine, I grant it. Nevertheless, you did it! I ’d vowed to k ill him— a bench by the door. “ He told us before he died, Jane.” he goes back to ja il for life—you I ’d tracked him like a murderer—I understand that, Jane? For life !” ■ had nothing in my heart but hate. she said, “ and the deposition was “ Not if there's any way on earth ; I was wafting to kill him when you taken—he confessed to the murder that I can save h im !” she cried came up there, but when I found of his uncle. It was done in the gar den; the man who swore that Max passionately. you cared, your touch drove out the was with him at the time was a “ You!” Jim spoke with brotherly | poison—I couldn’t do it ! ” perjurer, paid by Max. His uncle scorn. She looked up proudly. “ You “ You can help, too, Jim ,” she , didn't know yourself, John, even I quarreled with him and told him went on, not heeding his derision. ' didn’t know you, for when I saw you that he was going to change his “ Delay them, keep him here—and there, waiting for him, I thought w ill and leave every cent he had to Sherwin. Max broke out, they quar give him a chance to escape!” you’d kill him. But it was never reled violently, and the old man “ To what purpose?” Jim asked really in your heart. John Sherwin, her dryly. “ To be a fugitive always, for you’re a brave man—no brave struck him with his cane, as he to hide away somewhere, in South j man is a murderer! You've—made would a little boy. Infuriated, Max snatched the pruning - knife and America, perhaps, under a false good.” struck back without thinking. He name, hunted, advertised for, never He smiled bitterly. "You forget killed him! He ran out and hid, saw to know a moment’s peace—a con what—I am !” Sherwin come, and the scheme to demned murderer! Bah, I ’d rath "No, I remember! Some day it er go to ja il! There’s no capital pun w ill come right; the truth can’t be save himself and get the money leaped into his crazed brain. He ishment in his state.” always hidden. I ’ll believe in you swore to a lie to save himself; he “ You’ve never been in ja il! ” Jane always!” framed it all up—Sherwin was utter- retorted. "And you—you 'phoned Emotion choked him, then, in a ly innocent!” for Cutler, you know you d id !” For a moment Jane neither “ Stenhart—” Jim began, and broken voice: " I t means only mis ery for you to care; I ’m as good as moved nor spoke. She hid her face stopped. "Oh, I know!” Jane’s gesture was a dead man. Forget me, Jane, be in her hands. “ Oh, Fanny, think of all those happy!” eloquent. "Never,” she answered softly. years!” she gasped at last. Jim, remembering the man sus Fanny nodded. " I know! Max pended between the ledge and eter "Always I 'll remember—until we used to tell us in his delirium ; meet again!” nity, to save his enemy, began to He held her hands in a grip that Teresa heard it, too. I thought it walk up and down the hall. Jane dropped into his vacant chair and j almost hurt them, looking down into was the worry of the tria l—delirium, fever dreams—but old Teresa al laid her head on the desk. She i her brave eyes. “ You gave up your chance for ways believed it ! ” could hear the fury of the wind out Jim , who had not spoken at all, side. It grew dusky, too, in the old him—and he’s dying, John. Jordan's rose suddenly and went out. With shot w ill k ill him.” hall, for the day was passing swift him went the sheriff and his depu Sherwin was dumb, his head ly; tomorrow— ties. The two girls were alone. “ I ’m sorry, but I can’t do a bowed in utter despair. “ Oh, if I could only get you out!” Fanny, trying to still Jane’s broken thing!” said Jim hoarsely. put her arms about her again. She made no reply. A shiver ran she murmured brokenly, then with sobs, “ He’s suffered so much!” Jane through her; tomorrow he would be sudden hope. “ I ’ve thought of a way “ and he gave up his chance on his way east! There is so little —there used to be a shuttered win said, to escape today to save Max! Think in a day—and so much. Then, sud dow back here—” she ran to the denly, she heard Fanny’s voice call wall, feeling it—“ it ’s here—you’re of it, to save the man who had ruined h im !” ing to Jim. Her brother answered strong—come!” she whispered. Fanny touched her softly on the hurriedly, went into the sickroom - His heart leaped. Liberty! It shoulder. “ Look up, Jane!” and the door closed behind him. would not give her to him, but free, The g irl lifted her head. The door For the first time Jane was alone. he might carve out a destiny, re stood open and on the threshold, She straightened herself in the old trieve something yet. His hands ac erect and radiant, stood Sherwin. worn chair and looked about her. tually shook as he followed her guid In the daygloom of the old hall ance. In the darkening room he (THE END) she saw only shadows here and there. A clock ticked loudly over the desk, and it seemed to remind her of the brevity of the span of life. The rain no longer beat with such fury on the window-panes, but the wind shrieked and howled in the distant canyons. Sherwin was in the other building still. The men were there; she could see Jose and Pete Rooney rubbing down their horses in the open door of the sta bles. She rose cautiously and fled softly down the hall, past Stenhart’s closed door; it seemed to her that she heard voices but she did not stop to listen. She opened a little sidedoor that led past the kitchen and ran into the rain. It was falling lightly now; the gray clouds had broken on the distant ranges and the SELECT FICTION BY GIFTED AUTSÎCÎÏS high peaks shone in clear weather. I t seemed almost like a promise, this lifting of the clouds, and she called Mac softly. T H E STORY T H IS FAM: Sherwin reached the anroasclous Strnhsrt. and painfully regained the ledge. He looked down to tee the tree which had held hi» eou»ln fall Into the stream below. The »b en * waited for the two men. then put the handcuff» on Sherwln. Stenhart re gained consciousness, and supported by Jim began the descent. " I can’t under stand It," Stenhart said; "he was going to kill m e." Jim reminded him that Sher- win had saved his life. A sharp report came from the thicket and Stenhart crumpled. He had been shot. The posse fired Into the bushes and killed the man who Ared. It was Jordan! Stenhart was taken to the ranch honse and a doctor summoned. The nurse said he was dying. 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