THE 8PRINOFIELD NEWS THURSDAY MARCH 3. H>27 UAY < tfrand sa bin W H A T HAS QONC BCFORC II 1« l*«K «ml the Pacific itallroal blue eyes under shimmering hair, I roughly «talked on and out. free of has raactwd Ila nnwnat "furthu.l her. free of the Big Tent, her lair! waal"- llanton, Wyoming, a town n* rn a m ri trim ; Ruff«* only a leader-on for Montoyo. •h o if <»r drop t o r w a r tw r ; 14-incfc or I I Cotos tai H s oso: fu ll reom ol la Gsasa A W A K E N IN G — C on tinu ed Now I saw all, or enough. I had received no more than I deserved. "Jest why Montoyo strtiqk his wo man I don't know." the teamster went on. "Do you?" “Yes! She had cautioned me andTe must have heard her. And she showed which was the right card I don't tin dnrstnnd that." "To save her face, and egg you on. Shore! Your twenty dollars waa no­ thin'. She didn't know you were bust­ ed Next time she'd have steered you to the tune of a hundred nr two and cleaned you proper. You hadn't be >n along, yet, to the right plclh o' smart- nets Montoyo must ha' mistook her! Well now what are you going to do?" "I don't know," I replied. "I must find work and earn enough to get me hern,« with.” To write for funds was now Impoaslhle through very shnmp. "Home's the only place for a person of my greenness."' t , "lart me make you a proposition,” he said. "I'm on my way to Salt Lake 1 with a hull outfit anil I’m In need of , another man. I'll give you a dollar < and a half a day and found." "You are teaming west, you mean?" I I asked. "Yes. sir. Freightin' across. Mule- i whackin'." "Bui I never drove a span In my | life; and I'm not In shape to stand | hardships." I faltered "I'm here for i my health. I have—" "Stow all that, son." he Interrupted. : "Forget your lungs, lights and liver ! and stand up a full-size man. In my i opinion you've had too much doctorln ' A month with a hull trnln, a diet of beans and sow belly, and you can look j anybody In the eye and tell him to go to hell! This roarin' town life—It's no life for you. It's a bobtail, wide j open In the middle." "Sir." 1 said gratefully, "may I let | you know In the morning? Where ■will I find you?" We arranged to meet next day and 1 returned to the hotel, having paid In advance. Gazing neither right nor left. I i strode resolutely for the exit, but at | the door I iwns halted hy a hand laid i upon my arm. and a quick utterance. "Not goln? At least say good­ night!” I barely paused, replying to hor, "Goodnight." Still she would have detained me. "Oh, no no! Not this way. It was a mistake. I Rwear to you I am not to blame. Please let mo help you. I don't know whut you've heard—I don't what has been said about me—you are angry'—" I twisted free. With such as she, a vampire and yet a woman, a man s safety lay not In words but In ua- eqnlvocal action. ■Geod-nlght," I bade thickly. Bear­ ing with me a satisfying hut somehow annoying persistent Imprint of moist PAGE T U R B I -----------------------------------------,ijr , short I beg of you to make use of love me aa a paramour, sir. Please hands to her fare. Gating back,' a* the enclosed, with ray best wishes understand! Treat me as you will; I hastened. I saw her still there, learn­ and apologies. You may take It as a sister, a friend, but anything ing against a wall. as a loan I am utterable miser­ human Oh, I'm so tired of myself; (TO BE C O NTINUED ) able E I can't run .true, I'm under false cdlors. Half unconsciously wadding both And there Is ,Montoyo—bullying me, P L E A FO R P E A C E M A D E money and paper in my hand aa If to cajoling me, watching me. But you B Y 0 . A. C. P R O F E S S O R squeeze the last drop of rancor from were different! I foolishly wished to them I swung on. help you. but last night the play went H.eaklng before the Methodist "Mr, Iteeson! Walt! Please salt" wrong. And Montoyo struck me— I had to turn about to avoid the m e. In public! Oh, why couldn't I church brotherhood Monday night.. further degradation nt acting the have killed him. You’ll say I’m In Prof Roy Hewttt. professor of politb churl to her, an Inferior. love with you. I’erhape I am—qwten science at the Oregon Agricultural® college, made an urgent plea for the "I’ve been waiting since daylight," sabe? I only ask a kind of partner­ she panted, "and watching the hotel. ship—the encouragement of some de­ Injection Into International relatione of the doctrine of Christianity, aaauf- I was afraid you wouldn't answer mv cent man near me. I have money; Ing his hearers that such a doctrine note, so I slipped around and cut In plenty till we both get a footing. Bui you wouldn't live on me; no! I would will do more than anything else to on you.” bring about permanent peace. "1 know where you're going. Geo- be glad merely to tide you over. If "The Future of Our Civilization,* you'd let me. And I—I'd be willing to rge Jenks has engaged you, You don't have to turn bull whacker or wash floor* In a restaurant if I might eras the subject of the college prof­ essor. He pointed out the folly of mule-sklnner! It's a hard life; you’re be free of Insult. You I'm sure, would war and gave sccou-ts of first-hand at least protect me. Wouldn't you? not fitted for It—never never. Ix-ave experiences In the world war. Benton If you will, Let us go toget­ I You would, wouldn't you? Say some­ Students of Springfield high school thing. sir." She paused, aqulver. her.” heard Prof. Hewttt In a similar ad­ i "Shall we go? Will you help me?” "Your husband, madam," I prompt­ dress on Friday afternoon at asaemb- For an Instant her appeal, of swim­ ed. IF. "Montoyo? He la no husband to ming blue eyes, upturned face, tensed grasp, breaking voice, swayed me. me. I could kill him—I will do It Form er Resident Dies . Rut I had resolved Dot to be snarled yet. to be free from him." J. G. Löffler died at Eugene again. Mrs. "My good name, then.” I taunted. "I hospital Monday after a brief lllnees. might fear for my name more than I'd Impossible, madam,” I uttered. This Mrs. Lofflei was 28 years of age. and fear a man." i is final. Good-morn I ng." formerly lived in Springfield, her hu»- "But I'm not asking you to marry She staggered and with magnificent band conducting a, blacksmith bual- me." she said. Tin not asking you to but futile last flourish clapped both nesg here at one time. O. K. C o to ia J J r . R a w w ith s n a iM l t n » Roll door o r drop w arm v r. It-tn c h o r l* - ia « h o w n . 6S2H5& Colonial Caat Iro a R a n »*. fu ll enamel in w h ite, » r a j o r San t a— Im proved porcupine flr r barfc. J Room j ovoa. 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