trampled and torn. My own garments had
been treated so badly that I never saw them
again; grandmother burned them in the
Cutters' kitchen range.

While Antonia was packing her trunk and
putting her room in order, to leave it, the front-
door bell rang violently. There stood Mrs.
Cutter, -- locked out, for she had no key to
the new lock -- her head trembling with rage.
"I advised her to control herself, or she would
have a stroke," grandmother said afterwards.

Grandmother would not let her see Antonia
at all, but made her sit down in the parlor
while she related to her just what had occurred
the night before. Antonia was frightened, and
was going home to stay for a while, she told
Mrs. Cutter; it would be useless to interrogate
the girl, for she knew nothing of what had
happened.

Then Mrs. Cutter told her story. She and
her husband had started home from Omaha
together the morning before. They had to
stop over several hours at Waymore Junction
to catch the Black Hawk train. During the
wait, Cutter left her at the depot and went
to the Waymore bank to attend to some busi-
ness. When he returned, he told her that he

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