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"Goddy--Goddy," was her petition, "for the love of yer Christand the student"

Suddenly out upon the air rang the voice of one of Tessibel's friends The brindle bulldog from Kennedy's farm had heard the unequal race With short tail raised, his fat neck bristling with stubby hair, he started for the tracks, as Tess did for the fence when she heard his growl As the girl caround toward her Tess opened her lips and spoke sharply--and a pleased bark came in response

God had heard and answered her One wild leap in the air, and the sound of tearing clothes as her already tattered skirt ca down in the safe-keeping of the brindle bull The dog whirled frantically around, licking her face Fear weakened her tongue--she could not speak--only little spas to her breast and waited

Ben Letts was on the tracks; she could hear his big chest heaving with fast-co breath He halted on the other side of the fence

Pete scented an enefrom between his jaws

Ben leaned over the fence with an oath

"Ye'd better co the brute can save ye--but I'll put a bullet through his pate"

Tessibel knew that the et one she and the dog would be far away Her mind worked fast under the pressure

"What do you want, Ben Letts?" she demanded

"I just wanted to talk to yer," wheedled the man "Come over the fence, will ye?"

"Ye can talk to me here," sullenly replied Tess "I don't want to hear none of yer duned Ben Then the tones hardened in the coarse voice, and he ended: "Ye can't stay alith the brute"

"To-night I can, and in the day I ain't afeared--I don't want no candy"

The brindle bulldog lifted his head again and sent a low snarl in the direction of the fishere had co sent him back Months before, Pete had buried his teeth in the o home, Ben Letts," insisted Tess "Ye ain't no business here Go home to yer mammy"