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CHAPTER XVII.
RYDER'S murder furnished AntI
och with u sensation the like o'
which It had not known h
many c day. It was ouo long,
breathless BluuMer, rumlflcd with con
tingent horrors.
Dippy Ellsworth remembered that
f,wlicu ho drOvo up In his cart on tho
night of tho tragedy to light tho street
lamp which stood on the corner by tho
Herald oflico ills horse had balked and
refused to go near tho curb. It was
..'generally conceded that tho sagacious
brute smolled blood. Dippy himself
said ho would not sell that horse for
$1,000. and It was admitted on all sides
that such an animal possessed n value
liard to reckon in mere dollars and
conts.
Three men recalled that they hud
passed the Ilerald oflico and noticed
n'that the door stood open. Within twen-
f jy.four hours they were hearing groans
I and within a week cries for help, but
K they wero not encouraged.
I p. Of course tho real hero was Cob Bcn-
i I; nett, Ryder's assistant, who hud dis-
povcred tho body when ho went back
A to tho oflico at half past 8 to close tho
forms, nis account of the finding of
Kydor dead on tho floor was an ex
it cbcdlngly grizzly narrative, delightful
ly conducive of the shivers. He had
been the quietest of youths, but two
ipocks after the murder he left for Chi
cago, lie said there might bo thoso
jyho could stnnd Jt, but Antloch was
Too slow for him.
I 'Not less remarkable was Ityder's
ffpostliumoua fame. Men who had nev
pcr known him In life now spoko of
lilru with Jrcmbllug voices and every
jpotitwnrd evidence of the slhcerest sor
Srbw. It was us If they had sustained
pa' personal loss, for his championship
"of tho strike had given hhn a great
popularity, ' and his murder, growing
dut of this championship, at all pro
Sfrrod to believe, made his death scorn
fa, species of martyrdom.
-ilndjcd, ihp' mere fact that he had
been ni..Jercd would have been sulll
Iclcnt to i mke him popular nt niiy time.
Silo hou tf .prilled Antloch with a glorl
Iqus sensation. It wab something to
talk over and discuss and shudder at,
.. and tho town was grateful and happy
,yjth"tiio deup, calm joy of a perfect
emotion.
-It determined to give hhn a funeral
; vhlch should bo creditable alike to the
'Jcanso for which ho had died and to tho
, manner of his death.
" '.Meanwhile Dan had been arrested,
fiexiiuilnod and sot at liberty again in
fiHie faco of tho prevailing sentiment
i fihat ho should bo held. No one doubt
; ed ho himself least of nil that Roger
'Oakley hud killed Ryder. Rob llenuott
1 recalled their meeting as ho left tho
Lwiicu 10 go nomu lor supper on ino
,ulght of tho murder, nnd a red and
;1vellow bandanna handkerchief was
Mound under tho table, which Dan
'(identified ns having belonged to his
father.
V. Kenyon enmo to Antloch and nnido
jls ro-olectlon almost curtain by the
' offer of a reward of $300 for the arrest
..and conviction of tho murderer. This
stimulated a wonderful measure of nc-
U tivlty. Parties of men nnd boys wero
'""soon scouring tho woods and holds In
- ,,i quest of the old convict.
' The day preceding that of the funcr-
. nl a dusty countryman on a hard rid-
) den plow horse dashed Into town with
the news that a man who answered
perfectly to tho description of Rosier
.""Oakley had boon seen tho nleht before
f twenty-six miles north of Antloch, at
a place called Harrow's Sawmills,
where ho had stopped at a store and
made a number of purchases. Then ho
hud struck off through tho woods. It
was also learned that he bad eaten his
breakfast tho morning after the mur
der at u farmhouse midway between
Antloch and Barrow's Sawmills. Tho
farmer's wife had at his request put
up a lunch for hhn. Later In tho day
a man nt work In a field had soon and
f spoken with him.
There was neither railroad, telegraph
nor telephone at Barrow's Sawmills,
, i'nd tho fugltlvo had ovldently cou-
i phlered it sufo to venture Into tho
i rfHlacp, trusting that ho was ahead of
( ftho news of his crime. It was on the
, dgo of ll sparsely settled district, and
i .Jo tho north of it wns tlio unbroken
wilderness stretching away to tho
I lakes and tho Wisconsin line.
' 'Tho morning of tho funeral an extra
v edition of tho Herald was issued, which
, contained a glowing account of Ryder's
,,IIfo and achievements. It was an open
secret that it was from the gifted pen
of Kenyou. This notable enterprise
. jyas ono of tho wonders of tho day.
Everybody wanted n Herald as a sou
syonlr of the occasion, and nearly COO
. copies wero sold.
All that morning tho country people
-, Iti unlumrd of numbers Hocked Into
w town. As Clarence remarked to Snide,
jjt was Just llko a circus day. Tho
noon train from Buckhorn Junction
arrived crowded to tho doors, ns did
itho 1 o'clock train from Harrison.
J&ntloch had never known anything
4pkii It.
, The funeral wns at 2 o'clock from tho
, little whlto frutno Methodist church.
i)Ut lone before the appointed hour It
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Harper Brotticri
crowuc i to tlio verge ot -i!ocn-niid
tlio anxious, waltln throng
owed uiin the yard i street
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j v. ii never a Iio. of wodcr'-". 'ato the
1 1 ie ing. much less sccurl ' , -Jts.
. delegation of tho " -"rs, the
; Men's Kenyon ch , of which
w.is a member, aim i represent
i auvt body of citi'.eus oi i.-d the re
j mains to the church. Th . were the
people he had Jeered at, whose simple
joys he had ridiculed and whoso griefs
ho had made light of. but they would
gladly have forgiven him his sarcasms
oven had they known of them. Ho had
become a hero and a martyr.
Chris Berry nnd Cap Roberts were
In charge of tho arrangements. On the
night of the murder tho former had
beaten his rival to the Herald otllco by
exactly three minutes and had never
left Ryder" until he lay in the most cost
ly casket In his shop.
It was ndmltted afterward by
thoughtful mon who wero accustomed
to weigh their opinions carefully that
Mr. Williamson, the minister, had nev
er delivered so moving an address or
one that contained so obvious a moral.
Tho drift of his remarks was that tho
death of their brilliant nnd distinguish
ed follow townsman should servo ns a
warning to nil that there was no time
llko the present In which to prepare
for the life everlasting. Ho assured his
audience that each hour of existence
should be ttovoted to consecration and
silent testimony; otherwise, what did it
avail? It was not enough that Ryder
had thrown tlio weight of his personal
influence and exceptional talents on
tho side of sound morality and civic
usefulness. And ns ho soared on from
point to point his hearers soared with
him, and when ho rounded In on each
well tried climax they rounded in with
hhn. He never failed them once. They
always know what ho was going to say
beforo It was said and wero ready for
the thrill when tho thrill was due. It
might have seemed that Mr. William
son was paid a snlary merely to make
an uncertain hereafter yet more un
comfortable and uncertain, but Antloch
took Its icllglon hot, with a shiver and
a threat of blue flame.
When Mr. Williamson sat down Mr.
Kenyon rose. As a layman he could
bo entirely eulogistic. He was sure of1
the faith which through life had been
tho striding star of tho departed. He
hnd bvon it instanced by numerous acts
of eminently Christian benevolence.
nnd on those rare occasions when ho
had spoken of his hopes and fears ho
had, In spite of his shrinking modesty,
shown that his standards of Christian
duty wero both lofty and consistent.
Hero the Hon. Job Barrows, who had
been dozing peacefully, awoke with a
start and gazed with wide, bulging
eyes at the speaker. Ho followed Mr.
Kenyon, and, though ho tried hard, he
couldn't recall any expression of Ry
der's, at the Red Star bur or elsewhere,
which indicated that there wus any
spiritual uplift to his nature which ho
fed at secret altars; so ho pictured the
friend and citizen, nnd the dead fared
well at his bauds, perhaps better than
he was conscious of, for ho said no
more than he believed.
Then came tho prayer nnd hymn, to
be succeeded by u heavy, solemn pause, '
aud Mr. Williamson stepped to the
front of tho platform.
"All those who euro to view tho re
mains mid I presume there are many
here who will wish to look upon tho
fnco of our dead friond before It is
couvoyed to Its final resting place
will please form In lino at tho rear of
the edlllco and advance quietly up tho '
right aisle, passing across the church I
ns quickly as posslblo and thenco down
Iho loft nlslo and on out through tho
door. This will prevent confusion nnd i
make it much pleasanter for all."
There was a rustle of M;Irts and the
nwkwurd shullllug of many foot ns tho
congregation tormed In lino; then It
filed slowly up the aisle to where Chris
Berry stood, weazened nnd dry, with
a vulture look on his faco and a vul
ture touch to his bunds that now nnd
again picked at tho flowers which wero
banked about the collln.
'iho Kinorys, partly out of regard for
public sentiment, hud attended the fu-
r.il, for, as the doctor said, they wero
u only real friends Griff hud In tho
town. They hud known nnd liked him
when the rest of Antloch wns .dubl- i
ously critical of tho newcomer, whoso ,
ways wero not Its ways.
When the congregation thronged up
the aisle Constance, who had endured
tho lung service, which to her was un
speakably grotesque nnd horrible, hi '
shocked If silent rebellion slipped her
mum into nor inotners.' "Tnko mo
uway," sho whispered brokenly, "or I
shall cry out! Take mo away!"
Mrs. Emory hesitated. It seemed a
desertion of a trust to go and leave-
Griff to thoso strangers, who had been i
brought there by morbid curiosity,
Constance guessed what was passing
In her mind,
"Papa will remain If It Is necessary."
Mrs. Emory touched tho doctor on
the shoulder. "We're going home, i
John; Constance doesn't foel well; but j
you stay."
When they reached tho street tho
Inst vestige of Constance's self control
vanished utterly. "Wnsu't It awful!"
she sobbed. "And Ills life had only
Just begun! And to bo snuffed out
llko this, when there was overythlug to i
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mt". Emory, 'ij ris-ei a' tlio m" u'-u
show of feeling, looked into her daugh
teris face. Constonco understood the
look.
"No, nol Ho was only a friond! He
could never have been inoie than that.
Poor, poor Griff!"
"I am glad for your soke, dearie,"
said Mrs. Emory gently.
"I wasn't very kind to hhn at the
last, but I couldn't know I couldn't
know," she moaned.
She was not much given to these
confidences oven with her mother.
Usunlly she never questioned tho wis
dom or righteousness of her own acts,
and It was not her habit to put them to
tho tost of a less generous judgment,
but oho was remembering her last
meeting with Ryder. It had been the
day before his death. Ho had told her
that ho loved her, and she had flared
up. furious and resentful, with the dull,
Jiccuslng ache of many days In hor
heart and a cruel readiness to mnke
him suffer. She had tried to convince
herself afterward that It was only his
vnulty thnt was hurt.
Then she thought of Oakley. She
had been thinking of him nil day, won
dering whore ho was. If ho had left
Antloch, and not daring to ask. Thev
were going up tho path now toward
the house, and she turned to her moth
er again.
"What do they say of Mr. Oakley I
moan Mr. Dan Oakley? I don't know
why, but I'm more sorry for him than
I am for Griff. Ho has so much to
bear!"
"I heard your father say he was still
bore. I suppose be has to remain. Ho
can't choose."
"What will bo done with his father
if he is captured? Will they" She
could not bring herself to finish the
sentence.
"Goodness knows! I wouldn't worry
about him," said Mrs. Emory In a tone
of considerable asperity. "Ho made
nil the trouble, and I haven't a particle
of patience with him!"
CHAPTER XVIII.
Y 3 o'clock the saloons and stores.
which had closed at noon, open
ed their doors, nnd Antloch
emerged from tho shadow of Its
funeral gloom.
By 4 o'clock a long procession of car
riages and wagons was rumbling out
of town. Thoso who hnd come from
n distance were going home, but many
lingered In tho hope that tho excite
ment wns not all past.
An hour later a rumor reached Antl
och that Roger Oakley had boon cap
tured. It spread about the streets like
wildfire nnd penetrated to tho stores
and saloons. At first It was not be
lieved. Just who was responsible for the ru
mor no ouo know, nnd no ono cared,
but soon tho additional facts wero be
ing vouched for by a score of excited
men that a search party from Bur
row's Sawmills, which had been trail
ing tho fugltlvo for two days, had ef
fected his capture after a desperate
fight In tho northern woods and wero
bringing hhn to Antloch for Identifica
tion. It was generally understood that
If tho prisoner proved to' bo Roger Oak
ley ho would be spared the uncertainty
of a trial. The threat was niado openly
that ho woultl bo strung up to the first
convenient lamp post. As Mr. Britt re
marked to a customer from Harrison
for whom ho was mixing a cocktail:
"It'd bo a pity to keep a man of his
years waiting; and what's tho use of
spending thousands of dollars for a
conviction anyhow when everybody
knows ho done it?"
At this Juncture Jim Brown, tho sher
iff, and Joo Weaver, the town marshal,
wero seen to cross the square with an
air of importance nnd preoccupation.
It wns noted casually that the right
bund coat pocket of each sagged sug
gestively. They disappeared Into Mo-
Elroy's "very stable. Fifty men and
boys rushed precipitately In pursuit
and were just In time to 'see tho two
officers pass out at tho back of the sta
ble and jump Into a light road cart
that stood In tho ulley. A moment later
and they were whirling off uptown.
All previous doubt vanished instant
ly. It was agreed on all sides that they
wero probably acting on private infor
mation and had gono to bring in tho
prisoner. So strong was this conviction
that a number of young men whoso
teams wero hitched about the square
promptly followed, aud soon uu uux
lous cuvulcado emptied itself into tlio
dusty country road.
Just beyond tho corporation Hue tho
North streot, ns it was called, forked.
Mr. Brown and his companion hud tak
en tho road which bore to the west aud
led straight to Barrow's Sawmills.
Those who were first to roach the forks
could btlll seo tho road cart a bluck
dot iu tho distance.
Tho afternoon passed, nnd the dusk
of evening came. Those of the towns
people who were still hanging about
the square went homo to supper. Un
less u man could hire or borrow n horse
there was uot much temptation to start
off on a wild gooso chase, which, after
all, might cud only at Barrow's Saw
mills. Fortunately for hhu, Dan Oakley had
gone to Chicago that morning, Intend
ing to seo Holloway and resign. In
view of what had happened It was Im
possible for him to remain In Antloch.
nor could General Cornish expect him
to.
Milton McCllutock was at supper
with his family when Mrs. Stapleton,
who uvea next uoor, broko In upon
them without ceremony, crylug ex
citedly. "They've got him, nnd they're golup
to lynch him!"
Then sho as suddenly disappeared.
.McCllutock from where he sat, holding
a piece of bread within an Inch of his
lips nnd his mouth wldo open to re
ceive It, could seo her through tho
window, her gray hair dlsheeled and
tosned about her face, rmimig from
house to house, a gam r In flap-
uliia calico skirls.
-t tmmmliiJIuliliittltlia
HJBWi ii nim,tilfcirliiinr-Ti
lie spuing to jIs feet when ho saw
her nulsu around tho corner of Lou
Bentlck's house ncross tho way. "You
keep the children In, Mnry." ho said
sharply. "Don't let them luto tho
street." Aud, snatching up his hat and
coat, ho made for tho door, but his
wife was there ahead of him and threw
her arms about his neck.
"For God's sake, Milt, stay with tho
boys and mo!" she ejaculated. "You
don't know whnt mny happen 1"
Outside they heard the trampling of
many feet coming nearer nnd nearer.
They listened breathlessly.
"You don't know what may happen!"
sho repeated.
"Yes, I do, and they mustn't do It!"
unclasping her hands. "Jim will bo
needing help." Tho sheriff was his
wife's brother. "He's promised mo
he'd hnng tho old man himself or no
ono else should."
There was silence now In tho street.
Tho crowd had swept past tho house.
"But tho town's full of strnugers.
You can't do anything, nnd Jim can't!"
"We can try. Look out for the chil
dren!" And he was gone.
Mrs. McCllutock turned to the boys,
who wero still nt tho table. "Go up
stairs to your room and stay there until
I tell you to como down," sho com
manded peremptorily. "There, don't
bother mo with questions!" For Joe,
tho youugost boy, was already whim
pering. The other two, with whlto,
scared faces, sat bolt upright in their
chairs. Some danger threatened. They
didn't know what this danger was,
and their very Ignorance added to their
terror.
"Do what I say!" she cried. At this
they left the table and marched toward
tho stairs. Joe found courage to say:
"Ain't you coming too? George's
afraid." But his mother did not hear
him. She was at the window closing
the shutters. In the next yard she
saw old Mrs. Smith, Mrs. Stapleton's
mother, carrying her potted plants Into
tlio houso and scolding In a shrill,
querulous voice.
McCllutock, pulling on his coat as
lie ran, hurried up tho street past tho
little whlto frame Methodist church.
The crowd had the start of him, and
the town seemed deserted except for
the women and children who were ev
erywhere, at open doors and windows,
some pallid and pitying, sonio ugly
witn tuo brutal excitement they had
caught from brothers or husbands.
As ho passed tho Emorys' ho heard
his name called. Ho glanced around
and saw the doctor standing on tho
porch with Mrs. Emory and Constance.
"Will you go with me, McCllutock?"
the physician cried. At tho same mo
ment tho boy drove his team to the
door. McCHntock took the fence at a
bound and ran up tho drive.
"There's no time to lose," he panted.
"But," with a sudden, sickening senso
of helplessness, "I don't know that wo
can stop them."
"At least he will not be alone." '
It wns Constance who spoko. She
was thinking of Oakloy as struggling
single handed to save his father from
the howling, cursing rabble which had
lushed un tho street ten minutes lie- !
fore.
"No, ho won't bo alone," said McCHn
tock, not understanding whom It was
sho meant. He climbed in beside tho
doctor.
"You haven't seen him?" the latter
asked as he took tho reins from the
boy.
"Seen who?'
"Dun Oakley."
"He's on his way to Chicago. Went
tills morning."
"Thank God for that!" Aud he pull
ed in his horses to call back to Con
stance that Oakley hnd left Antloch.
A look of Instant relief came into her
faco. He turned ugaiu to McCllutock.
"This Is a bad business."
"Yes, we don't want no lynching, but
It's lucky Oakley isn't here. I hadn't
thought of what he'd do If ho was."
"What a pity ho ever sent for his fa
ther! But who could have foreseen
this?" said the doctor sadly. McCllu
tock shook his head.
"I can't believe tho old man killed
Ryder in cold blood. "Why, he's ns gen
tle ns a lamb."
As they left the town off to tho right
In a field they saw a bareheaded wom
an racing after her two runaway sons,
nnd then tho distant shouts of men,
mingled with the shrill cries of boys,
reached their eurs. Tho doctor shook
out his relus nud plied his whip.
"What if we ore too late!" ho said.
For answer McCllutock swore. He
was fearing that himself.
Two minutes later and they wero up
with tho rear of the mob, where It
'btraggled along on foot, sweating nnd
dusty nnd hoarsely articulate. A little
farther on nnd it was lost to sight In a
thlckoted dip of the road. Out of this
black shadow buggy after buggy flash
ed to show lu tho red dusk that lay on
tho treeless hillside beyond. On the
mob's either flunk, but keeping well
out of the reach of their elders, slunk
nnd skulked the village urchins.
"Looks as If all Antloch was hero to
night," commented McCllutock grimly.
"So much the better for us. Surely
they are not nil gono mad," answered
the doctor.
"I wouldn't give a button for his
chances." '
The doctor drovo recklessly Into the
crowd, which scattered to the right and
loft.
McCllutock, bending low, scanned the
faces which wero raised toward them.
'Tho whole township's here. I don't
know ouo in teu," ho said, straighten
Itu: uu.
(To be continued.)
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Ofllce over Soqgstncken'B Drug Sto
Phones Ofllce 1621; residence 78
IS. M. RICHARDSON,
Physicti
in and Surgeon.
Diseases of c;
a specialty.
Oflico it
o, ear, nose aud throat
Eldorado Block.
!-awycrs.
(KIN.
Attbriieynt-Lnw.
City Attorned. Deputy DIst. Att'y.
Lnckhart Building. Marshilold, Ore
hone 44.
J. M. UPTOI
A t f orii cy-a t -Li, w.
Marshfleld.
Oregon.
.. W. IIRNNISTT,
Oflico over Flanagan & Benott
Dank.
f- nrshfield, 1 - - - Oregon
c i Mcknight,
Attoriiey-al-Luw
Upstairs, Be
nett & Walter block.
Marshfleld,
Oregon.
W. SNOVKU
Attorney-ut-Law
Ofllce: Rogers building
Murshfleld,
Oregon
COKK X COKi:,
Attoi'iioy-at-Lniv.
Mnruhfleld,
Oregon
IMXM-2Y MAVUHE,
AttorncyfJ-at-Li
Ofllce over Myers' Store.
Phono 701 .. . North Bend. Ore.
. North
Late 'Acer
Real Estate 'Acents.
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1)1 101 1
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Real Esbito
North Bond
Oregon
McPlierson GinW Co.
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Wholesale liquor dealers
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igara ami saioon sup
plies,
urolccrs
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I California UYines a Specialty I
g FrontSt., Marahfleid 1
i Cops Bay I
Steam Laundry I
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H MARWIELD nd NORTH BEND
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m Alswork now cb'pe at
thflNorth Bend Riant
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1 ogar Mauzey
1 Agent, Marstlfield
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1 North BndPhonrf 1031
Marshfield Phorul 1804
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