Gate Valley Star (Gate, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 6, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 6, 1915 Page: 2 of 8
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GATE VALLEY STAR, GATE, OKLAHOMA
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COPYRIGHT 1914- /& DODD.A\EAD Of COMfWNS/
CHAPTER XVI—Continued.
He was pointing again, but In a very
different direction now. Ab her anx-
ious eye sought the place he indicated,
her face flushed crimson with evanes-
cent Joy. Just where the open ground
of the gully melted again into the for-
est. the figure of a man could be seen
moving very quickly. In another mo-
ment It had disappeared amid the
foliage.
"Straight for the station," an-
nounced Mr. Sloan; and. taking out
his watch, added quickly; "the train
Is not due for 15 mlnuteB. He'll catch
It"
'The train south?"
"Yes, and the train north. They
pass here."
Mr. Black turned a startled eye
upon the guide. Hut Reuther's face
was still alight. She felt very happy.
Their Journey had not been for
naught. He would have six hours'
■tart of his pursuers; he would be that
much Booner In Shelby; he would hear
the accusation against him and refute
It before she saw him again.
But Mr. Black's thoughts were less
pleasing than hers. He had never had
more than a passing hope of Oliver's
Innocence, and now be had none at
all. The young man had fled, not lu
response to his father's telegram, but
under the Impulse of his own fears.
They would not find him In Shelby
when they returned. They might never
find him anywhere again A pretty
story to carry back to the Judge.
As he dwelt upon this thought his
reflections grew more and more
gloomy, and he had little to say till
he reached the turn where the two
men still awaited them.
In the encounter which followed no
attempt was made by either party to
disguise the nature of the business
which thus had brought them to
gether. The man whom Mr. Black
took to be a Shelby detective nodded
as they met and remarked, with a
quick glance at Reuther:
"So you've come without him! I'm
sorry for that. I was In hopes that I
might be spared the long ride up the
mountain."
Mr. Black limited his answer to one
of his sour smiles.
"Whose horse Is this?" came In per-
emptory demand from the other man.
with a nod toward the animal which
could now be seen Idly grazing by the
>\£yBide. "And how came It on the
road alone?"
"We can only give you these facts."
rejoined the lawyer. "It came from
Tempest lodge. It started out ahead
of us with the gentleman we had gone
to visit on Its back. We did not paas
the gentleman on the road, and If he
has not passed you he must have left
the road somewhere on foot He did
not go back to the lodge."
Mr. Black—"
"I am telling you the absolute truth
Make what you will of It. His father
desires him home, and sent a mes
sage. TIiIb message this young lady
undertook to deliver, and she did de-
liver It, with the consequences I have
mentioned. If you doubt me take
your ride. It Is not an easy one. ami
the only man remaining at the lodge
is deaf as a post."
"Mr. Black has told the whole
story," averred the guide.
They looked at Reuther.
"I have nothing to add," said she.
"I have been terrified lest the geutle-
man you wish to see was thrown from
the horse's back over the precipice.
But perhaps he found some way of
getting down on foot. He is a very
strong and daring man."
"The tree!" ejaculated the detec-
tive's companion. He was from -a
neighboring locality and remembered
this one natural ladder up the side of
the gully
"Yes, the tree," acknowledged Mr
Sloan. "That, or a fall. Let us hope
It was not a fall."
As he ceased a long screech from an
approaching locomotive woke up the
echoes of the forest. It was answered
by another from the opposite direction
Both trains were on time. The relief
felt by Reuther could not be con-
cealed The detective noticed IL
"I'm wasting time here." said he.
"Excuse me, Mr Black, if I push on
ahead of you. If we don't meet at
the station, we shall meet In Shelby."
Mr. Black's mouth twisted grimly.
He had no doubt of the latter fact.
Next minute they were all cantering
In the one direction, the detectlv# very
much In '.he advance.
"Let me go with you to the station."
Mlreated Keutber, as Mr. Black held
up his arms to lift her from her horse
at the door of the hotel.
But his refusal was peremptory
"I'll be back In Just five minutes." said
he. And without waiting for a second
pleading look, he lifted her gently off
and c arried her In.
When he returned, as he did in the
time specified, he had but one word
for her.
"Gone," said he.
"Thank God!" she murmured with a
smile.
Not having a smile to add to hers,
the lawyer withdrew.
Oliver was gone—but gone north
CHAPTER XVII.
The Curtain Lifted.
It was dark when Mr. Black came
Into Shelby, and darker still when he
rang the bell of Judge Ostrander's
house But It was not late, and his
agitation had but few minutes In
which to grow, before the gate swuug
wide and he felt her hand In his
She was expecting him. There was
no necessity for preliminaries, and he
could ask at once for the Judge and
whether he was Btrong enough to bear
disappointment
Deborah's answer was disconcerting.
"I've not seen him. He admits no
body. When 1 enter the library, he re-
treats to his bedroom. I have not
even been allowed to hand him bis
letters. I put them on his tray when I
carry In his meals."
"I am afraid he never, will hear
from Oliver. The boy gave us the
slip in the most remarkable manner. I
will tell you when we get inside."
When she had heard him through,
she looked about the room they were
In, with a lingering, abstracted gaze
He Was Pointing Again but in a Dif-
ferent Direction Now.
he hardly understood till be saw It
fall with an indescribable aspect of
sorrow upon a picture which had late-
ly been found and rehung upon the
wall It was a portrait of Oliver's
mother.
"I am disappointed,'' she murmured
In bitter reflection to herself. "I did
not expect Oliver to clear himself, but
I did expect him to face his accusers
if only for his father's sake. What am
I to say now to the Judge?"
"Nothing tonight. In the morning
we will talk the whole subject over.
I must first explain myself to An-
drews. and. if possible, learn his In-
tentions; then 1 shall know better
what to advise."
I "Did the officer you met on your
return from Tempest lodge follow you
to 8helby ?"
"I have not seen him."
"That is bad He followed Oliver."
"It was to be expected."
"Oliver is In Canada?"
"Undoubtedly."
"Which means—"
"Delay, then extradition. It's that
fellow Flannagan who has brought
this upon us The wretch knows
something which forbids us to hope."
"Alas, yes." And a silence followed
during which such entire stillness
rested upon the house that a similar
thought rose iq both minds. Cpuld It
be that under this same roof, and only
separated from them by a partition
tkere brooded another human being
helplessly awaiting a message which
would never come, and listening, but
how vainly, for the step and voice for
which he hungered, though they were
the prelude to further shame and the
signal for coming punishment
So strong was this thought In both
their minds, that the shadow deep-
ened upon both faces, as though a
presence had passed between them;
and when Mr. Black rose, as he very
soon did, it waB with an evident dread
of leaving her alone with this thought.
Tbey were lingering yet In the hall,
the good nigh' faltering on their Hps.
when suddenly their eyes flashed to-
gether in mutual question, and Deb-
orah bent her ear toward the street
An automobile was slowing up—
stopping—stopping before the gates!
Deborah turned and looked at Mr
Black. Then the bell rang. Never
had It sounded so shrill and penetrat
ing. Never had it rung quite such a
summons through this desolate house
Recoiling, she made a motion of en-
treaty.
"Go." she whispered. "Open! I
cannot."
Quickly he obeyed. She Leard him
pass out and down the walk and
through the first gate. Then there
came a silence, followed by the open
Ing of the second gate. Then, a sound
like smothered greetings, followed by
quickly advancing steps and a voice
I she knew;
"How is my father? Is he well? I
cannot enter till 1 know."
It was Oliver!—come from some dis-
tant station, or from some other line
which he had believed unwatched
! Tumultuous as her thoughts were, she
I dared not indulge In them for a mo
j ment, or give way to gratitude or any
other emotion. There were words to
be said—words which must be uttered
on the Instant and with as much im-
perlousness as bis own.
Throwing the door wide, she called
down the steps;
"Yes. he Is well. Come In, Mr Os-
trander, and- you, too, Mr. Black.
Instructions have been given me by
the Judge, which I must deliver at
oiice. He expects you, Oliver," she
went on, as the two men stepped in
"He bade me say to you immediately
upon your entrance that much as he
"would like to be on hand to greet you,
I he cannot see you tonight. For to-
night at least, and up to a certain hour
i tomorrow, you are to keep your own
counsel. When certain persons whose
names he has given me can be gotten
together in this house, he will Join
you, giving you your first meeting in
the presence of others. Afterwards
he will see you alone. If these plans
distress you—if you find the delay
hard, I am to say that it is even harder
for him that It can be for you. But
i circumstances compel him to act thus
and he expects you to understand and
| be patient."
Young Ostrander bowed.
"I have no doubt of the facts." he as
sured her, with an unsuccessful effort
to keep his trouble out of his voice.
"But as ray father allows me some
explanation, I shall be very glad to
1 hear what has happened here to occa-
! sion my imperative recali"
Mr. Black glanced at Deborah, wbo
was slipping away. When they found
themselves alone together, OlfVer's
manner altered
"One moment," said he, before Mr
Black could speak. "I should like to
ask you first of all, If Miss Scovilte Is
better. When 1 left you both so sud-
denly at Tempest Lodge, she was not
well. I—"
"She la quite recovered, Mr. Os
trander."
Involuntarily their glances met In a
question which perhaps neither desired
j to have answered. Then Oliver re-
marked quite simply:
| "My haste seemed warranted by my
father's message. Five minutes—one
minute even is of great importance
when you have but fifteen In which to
j catch a train."
"And by such a route!"
| "You know my route." A short laugh
| escaped him. "I feared delay—pos-
| slbly the Interference—but why dis-
cuss these unimportant matters! But
your reason for these hasty summons
—that Is what I am ready now to
hear." And he sat down, but In such
a way as to throw hta face very much
Into the shadow.
This was a welcome circumstance
to the lawye.r. His task promised to
be hard enough at the best. Black
night had not offered too dark a screen
between him and the man thus sudden-
ly called upon to face suspicions the
( very shadow of which is enough to de-
stroy a life. The hardy lawyer shrunk
from uttering the words which would
, make the gulf imaginatively opening
! between them a real. If not impassable
one. Something about the young man
appealed to him—something apart
from his relationship to the Judge—
1 something Inherent In himself. Per-
haps it was the misery he betrayed
Perhaps it was the memory of Reu-
ther's faith In him and how that faith
! must suffer when she saw him next
Instantaneous reflections, but epoch
| making In a mind like hla Alanson
1 Black bad never hesitated before Id
the face of u y duty, and It robber.
him of conflden ,*e But he gave no
proof of this in voice or manner, as
pacing the floor In alternate approach
and retreat, he finally addressed the
motionless figure be could no longer
Ignore
"You want to know what haa bap
pened here? If you mean lately. I
shall have to explain that anything
which has lately occurred to distress
your father or make your presence
here desirable has Its birth in events
which date back to days when this
was your home and the bond between
yourself and father the usual and nat
ural one."
Silence in that shadowy corner! But
this the speaker bad expected, and
must have exacted even If Oliver had
shown the least intention of speaking
"A man was killed here In the old
days—pardon me If I am too abrupt—
and another man was executed for this
crime You were a boy—but you must
remember ."
He paused. One must breathe be-
tween the blows he inflicts, even If
one is a lawyer
"That was twelve years ago. Not
so long a tlmi as has elapsed since
you met a waif of the streets and
chastised him for some petty annoy-
ance. But both events, the great and
the little, have been well remembered
here In Shelby; and when Mrs Sco-
ville came amongst us a month or so
ago, with her late but substantial
proofs of her husband's innocence In
the matter of Etheridge's death, there
came to her aid a man. who not only
remembered the beating he had re-
ceived as a child, but certain facts
which led him to denounce by name,
the party destined to bear at this late
day the onus of the crime heretofore
ascribed to Scoville. That name he
wrote on bri^ree end walls; end one
day, when your father left the court-
house a mob followed him, shouting
loud words which I will not repeat, but
which you must understand were such
as must be met and answered when
the man so assailed is Judge Ostran-
der. Have I said enough? If so, raise
ycur hand and I will desist for to-
night"
But no movement took place In the
shadow cast by Oliver's figure on the
wall before which Mr. Black had
paused, and presently a voice was
heard from where he sat, saying:
"You are too merciful. I do not
want generalities but the naked truth
What did the men shout?"
"You have asked for a fact, and that
I feel free to give you They shouted.
'Where Is Oliver, your guilty son. Oil
ver? You Baved him at a poor man's
expense, bi^t we'll have him yet' You
asked me for the words. Mr. Ostran-
der."
"Yes." The pause was long, but the
"Yes" came at last. Then another si
lence, and then this peremptory de-
mand: "But we cannot stop here, Mr
Black. If I am to meet my father's
wishes tomorrow, I must know the
ground upon which I stand What evi-
dence lies back of these shouts? If
you are my friend—and you have
shown yourself to be such—you will
tell me the whole story. I shall say
nothing more."
Mr. Black waa not walking now; he
was standing stock-still and in the
shadow also. And with this space and
the double shadow between them. Alan-
son Black told Oliver Ostrander why
the people had shouted: "We will have
him yet."
When he had quite finished, be came
Into the Ught.
When he had quite finished he came
into the light. He did not look In the
direction he had avoided from the
first, but his voice had a different
note as he remarked:
"1 am your father's friend, and I
have promised to be yours. You may
expect me here in the morning, as I
am one of the few persons your father
has asked to be present at your first
interview. If after this interview you
wish anything more from me you have
only to signify It. I am blunt, but not
unfeeling. Mr. Ostrander."
A slight lift of the hand, visible now
In the shadow, and with a silent bow
he left the room.
It tho passage-way he met Deborah.
"Leave him to himself," said he.
"Later, perhaps, you can do something
for him."
But she found this quite Impossible
Oliver would neither eat nor sleep.
When the early morning light came.
he waa sitting there still.
• • • ■ • •
Ten o'clock! and one of the five
Hated to be present had arrived—the
rector of the church which the Oa
tranders had formerly attended.
He was ushered Into the parlor by
Deborah, where he found himself re-
ceived not by the Judge In whose name
he had been invited, but by Mr. Black,
the lawyer, who tendered htm a simple
good morning and pointed out a chair.
There was another person lu the
room—a young man who stood In one
of the windows, gazing abstractedly
out at the line of gloomy fence rising
between htm and the street He had
not turned at the rector's approach,
and the latter bad failed to recognla#
him.
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Preaent Sent by German to Hia
Frienda in the Trenches Proved
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Muller alone of his friends had re-
mained at home. All the rest were at
the front But Muller was unwilling
not to do something for the fatherland.
He went to a tobacconist's and bought
of the cheapest cigars he could find
enough to enable him to send off by
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Under cover of night we slipped out
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Different.
"I understand Dobbs Is painting a
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In Both Ways.
"Mrs. Gaddy is a very authorita-
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