Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1883-11-28

are coming AFTER you.
"Who?"
"The Simmons boys. They came to
our house just now and asked for you,
an when papa said you were not there,
they said they would find you an hang
you. | slipped out while they were
talkin' an come to tell you. Go away
as quick as you can," and before l
could recover from my surprise, she
had disappeared in the darkness. |
put on my Overcoat, and stepped to
the door. | heard them coming.
Flight would be fatal, defense useless.
Suddenly | thought of the loft over
head at which | had been gazing, and
in another moment, | scar cely know
how, | had climbed up and stretched
myself on the frail boards. 1 had not
more than settled myself when the
wretches burst into the room below.
ooh, he's aroun' here summers"
said one fellow who seemed to be the
leader, mean locking rascal, for
looked through a crack and shivered.
"Reckin he's out maxim his roun' s."
said a member of the gang. "Liee
whut did yer do with the ropep''
"Got it here"
"Reckin afore mornin' the cap'n
will wush he hadn'ter interfered with
other fokls' business"
Tied him hard, did yer Jake?"
$50 hard he KANT move, an left
him layin' on the edge o the bluff, just
above the house. Eff he wauster role
off an kill hisself, all right"
"Whar was the little gal all the
time, boysp"
'In bed, Ireckin, fur l didn't see her.
BY Cd, I'd er tied her, too, ef I'd a
seed her. Now. fellers, the next thing
is to find the gpv'ment chap. Who's
got the bottle? Lige, say yer got a
quart that amt been tochP"
''Yas, an as red as tarrapin's
eye."
wall, pass her aroun' an less tap
her."
The bottle was passed and they all
drank freely.
"Glad he built a fire." said one
whom recognized as Lige. "Reckin
he's gone down ter the slearin'. Wait
while an he'll be in."
"Tell yer whut's less do, fellers,"
said short red d-headed fellow whom |
would like to have shot LESS set the
cabin afire an when he sees it he'll
come up ter see whut's the NATTER
"Then we'll have ter stay out in the
rain"
"Wall, gosh dang it, who keres fur
the rainP Whut do yer say, LigeP Say
the word an off she goes. y
"You fellcrs amt got no sense.
Don't yer know that Of yer'd fire the
cabin the feller'd know we was airter
him an take teI his heels"
"Wall, whut'll we dop Set aroun'
here all night an waltz"
Never mind" said Lige. Jake,
climb up thar an git some dry boards
fur the fire." and the fellow addressed
began to climb up. He had just taken
hold of board near me, and was just
on the eve of shooting him and taking
my chances, when Lige said:
"Never mind, Jake. 1t won't do ter
have too bright lire, fur he'll think
that somebody's here. Who's got the
bottle. Well, d. it, why don't yer
pass herP Think ere lot of cattleF"
Again they drank freely. | knew
that if they kept on drinking | might
have some chance of escape, and for
the first time IN my life | regarded
whisky as friend. The thought oc-
Cured to me that | could make hole
in the roof and crawl out. | began the
work at once.
Whats that noiseP" asked Lige.
''lts Jake rubin his bic hoof on
the floor" said one of the gang.
"No it amt, nuther," Jake replied.
Tend ter yer own business, will
yer, an let yer betters alone"
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