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But neither he nor Molly really knew why that other man had spared Sam Woodhull's life, or what it was he awaited in return for Sam Woodhull's life. All that Jackson could do he did. As he turned in the dark he implanted a heartfelt kick which sent Sam Woodhull on his knees before Molly Wingate as she stood in wondering silence.

Relieved of his precious burden, Apache sped away for the stable, his duty faithfully performed. There many willing hands cared for him while his little mistress, the excitement, fatigue and cold having completed Miss Woodhull's cruel work, was tenderly carried into the house by old Abel and her uncle, the latter muttering: "It's some of that damned woman's work!

She was, however, troubled by the attitude of the press, particularly of the Tribune which labeled this gathering the "Woodhull Convention" and accused the suffragists of adopting Mrs. Woodhull's free-love theories.

"You have brought this upon yourself. Had you obeyed me there would have been no occasion for this punishment." "I was freezing! I just won't stay stived up here while all the girls are having such fun in the gym. It isn't fair. I haven't done a single thing but get this coat," was sobbed from the bed, as a vigorous kick sent the eiderdown cover flying almost in Miss Woodhull's face.

Woodhull's supervision, and nothing could be more becoming than her jaunty hat, tied with ribbons of blue, while the dainty kids, bought to match the dress, fitted her fat hands charmingly, and the little high-heeled boots of soft prunella were faultless in their style.

So with each passing year the gulf had imperceptibly widened until Miss Woodhull was as much alone in hospitable Virginia as though she lived in Borneo. Upon realizing that Beverly was really missing her first impulse was to phone to Kilton Hall, for, of course, she had risen early and rushed off to see Athol. Miss Woodhull's blood boiled at the thought!

She now fully realized that Admiral Seldon must be communicated with at once. She must face the music this time. She almost hailed Electra with joy as the source of a brief respite. Electra crossed the room, rested one hand upon the corner of Miss Woodhull's desk, plucked up her courage and plunged in head first: "You scolded Beverly Ashby for receivin' a letter she didn't get.

She was young, handsome, and rich. Now if it takes youth, beauty, and money to capture Congress, Victoria is the woman we are after." "I was asked by an editor of a New York paper if I knew Mrs. Woodhull's antecedents," she continued.

"I saw him that night, and then Mrs. Woodhull took me to ride with him in the carriage, and then well, I rode alone with him once down by the lake, and he talked to me just as if he was not a grand man and I a little schoolgirl. And when the term closed I stayed at Mrs. Woodhull's, and he was there.

It was then too late. She must ride. Banion caught at a cheek strap as he saw Woodhull's act, and the horse was the safer for an instant. But in terror or anger at his unusual burden, with flapping skirt and no grip on his flanks, the animal reared and broke away from them all. An instant and he was plunging across the stream for the open glade, his head low.