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Slowly he picked it up and read it. "So!" he said, with something strangely like a cry in his deep voice, "so you've resigned from the Star, and you're going to stay in Haskell?" The girl looked at him, her lips trembling. "I never want to be a lady reporter again," she whispered. "Never!"
Surely, he could not have been inconvenienced more than half an hour by that bleeding nose; and yet they are going to hang me for it. And, see! This law, in my case, is ex post facto. It was not a law at the time I killed Professor Haskell. It was not passed until after I received my life-sentence.
"Tain't your pension, Mis' Haskell," Joshua said. "Leastways, I never seen no pensions come like this before. It's like as if it wuz a letter turned inside out; all the writin' is on the outside." "Jes' when I'm needing my pension most it don't come," she said, taking the big envelope. "When I saw you prowling around in back I thought you was the sheriff's man, mebbe.
It had served to demonstrate that the ex-chorus-girl was far from being as calmly indifferent as she had assumed and it had made equally evident the fact that her visit had an object the discovery of why Miss Donovan was in Haskell. Doubtless she had made the call at Enright's suggestion. Very well, the lady was quite welcome to all the information obtained.
"Huh! for the matter of that no more have I, but believe me, there would be some howl if they ever gave me a room like this even in Haskell. I know your name; it's Stella Donovan well, mine is Celeste La Rue." "A very pretty name; rather unusual. Are you French?" The other laughed, crossing her feet carelessly, and extracting a cigarette case from a hand-bag. "French? Well, I guess not.
The time had not come for war against authority, and even the most reckless were fully aware that there was a law-and-order party in Haskell, ready and willing to back their officer to the limit. Few were drunk enough as yet to openly defy his authority and face the result, as most of them had previously seen him in action.
He spoke with his customary calm and steady tone, and his words seemed to reassure the doctor. "The fellow is a liar and the tool of a liar," said the doctor, glaring at Deever. "I shall challenge you to find that body in this garden." "It's here, unless you've taken it away," said Deever, roughly. "Now, Haskell, show us the spot, and we'll go to work."
"Nice of yer ter declare yer intentions, Lacy," he admitted soberly, "only it sorter looks as if yer didn't consider me as bein' much in the way. I reckon yer outlined my duty all right; that's exactly my way o' looking at it ter keep the peace, an' take care o' them that raised hell in Haskell. I couldn't 'a' told it no better myself." "Then what are yer fightin' fer Westcott fer?"
In May, 1910, within such period of limitation, by act of legislature, supplemented by a plebiscitum of the people and the executive action of Governor Haskell, the capital was removed to Oklahoma City, and the State seal conveyed there surreptitiously, in spite of the injunction of a Federal district court. A more beautiful American constitutional question could hardly be presented.
Thomas B. Wells; Speakers' Bureau, Mrs. Mabel Russell; Congressional, Mrs. Lillian Griffin; the French, Mrs. Anna Ross Weeks; the German, Miss Catherine Dreier; the Press, Mrs. Oreola Williams Haskell; Ways and Means, Mrs. John B. McCutcheon.
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