The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1872-11-22

Att Ishhts ut1 VtNNINit N Sestut
In sharper and rongller tones than
before, "aml Harry Jones and his
brother Tom. How much i it!"
-Four of you--Sixty dollars. sir.
The stranger flung three twenty
dollar gold pieces down upon the conl-
ter, anu said, "we'll get IN at the post
Office. and took his departure without
throwing glatice at any one else in
the room.
IN bet hundred dollars that the
stage will be robbed before II gets ten
miles from town, remarked the cierA;
what do yoll say. Judge"
IF You'll lead me a hundred I'll
bet the same way" laughinglyreplicl
Judge Berry. But" he continued.
addressing himself to Beechey, "did
ynn ever see the fellow before? He
was so completely disguised, with his
hat over his eyes, and hi, scarf around
his face. that could not distinguish
a feature. But heacted like somebody
who knew the place
Becclley was lost IN thought. The
absence Of his friend Magrutier--and
his dream flashed through his mind.
Then he remembered that Mrs. Ma
gruder had received a letter the day
before. stating that her husband would
not leave Btnnack City for twelve
days. Bit he muttered through lis
teeth
"A robbery at least-there are too
many Smiths aud .ioneSeS.'
There's something wrong. sure,
Mir. Eeechey," said the clerk, "wlat
had We better do!"
Hill Beechey sprung TO his feet and
said: Harden. you 90 mp 10 Wells,
Fargo. and tell them not to seud any
treasure to-light. Let that man in
the next room sleep. He's got Il good
deal OF dust, and it will he safer tor
him to lie over a day. The Judge aiJ
will so up to the post office. "
They arrived just III time to see the
man who purchased the ticket, and
his three companions get into the
coach. They were all disguised alike.
each having a scarf around his face
and hat Slouched over the eyes. But
the quick vision Of Betuhey recognized
the features OF both Howard and Ro-
maine, lie whispered to Judge Berry
as the stage started, Lloyd NIagru-
der has been numbered. "
What makes you think so3 asked
the Judge. did you recognize amy
Of them?"
Two Of them. Doc. Howard and
Jim Romaine. They've done away
with Magruder. The man that bought
the tickets was Chris Lowry. It's all
| plain to ne; and mark me, Judge
Berry, you'll never see Lloyd Magril-
der again. They all had heavy can
teens and money belts, you noticed.
Now Ill furnish stock if You and the
Sheriff viii join me, and intercept
them Tonight"
= Why. man. are you crazy said
the Judge. "What would you do! ="
: Arrest them on suspicion of hav-
ing murdered my friend Magruder,
he replied with flashing eyes.
Why, Hill, the whole town would
laugh at us. There is no cause for
alarm in that quarter. met Mrs.
! Magruder last evening, and She told
me that sine did not expect her hns-
/ band for ten or twelve days. At least.
let things rest for the present. You
manifest an undue haStein this matter.
which il not eomngidable, and your
wife and friends will tell you So"
Mr.. Beechey followed the counsel of
his friend, and the two walked back to
the tavern. Mrs. Beechey being at
once made partner With him In her
husbands suspicious upon his recital
Of the scenes just described. The hext
| day Lewiston was alive with the adj
venture Of the night. In the course
OF tile evening it became known about
town that Howard Romaine weas OF
the party. that Beechey had remarked
that they had murdered Magruder.
producing much feeling against him
with majority OF the residents,
| Three days elapsed, and a party Of
ten men arrived from Baniaek City
| A great crowd gathered arould them
as they dismouated in front Of The
tayerA. Hill Beechey was the first tC
speak:
Where is Magruder? :" he inquired
" Why, HASN'T he come in?" said
ore Of the traders,
| MOI" said a dozen at once.
..l'hen hes gone to Silt Lake. Hi
left Banmck City three or four day.
before we did, in compaiiy with Char
ley Allen, Bill Phillips, Doc. Howard
Chris. Lowry, Jim Romaine, and Bill
Page; aud there We're couple Of
young fellows who had saved little
dust aIoDg-there were nine Of then
in AL
Beeclley stood as one petrified. Al
last he said III a loud tone, addressing
himself to the whole crowd: Gen
tlemen. Lloyd AIagrnler has beer