The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1886-03-13

wonder he cou.! wilma "onlans lovs II he
:.tr.ove for Ii.
A notebook aT near hi, left hand Mos
likely he had le,n iottils down soheth'ilS
which struck nis fame, W!e.l tie gf'ttcA"i
shade and the m,llnur oil the ulsta1t nsa
had lu,lea him to seaD---a sleep from which
he wou,d AWAKE, only 10 sioap again forever.
Nav. might have pi:ic'l the 'nuzze or the
rislol next his heart, ana have sent him.
wiynout awakening, from one sleep 70 .i!e
other. But had no Intention OF murder
i;,s the man in cold blood; nor would II
have suited me for him 10 die without KNOW
ING to whom his death was due. Besides,
,.rnut it to hc = fair duel-;i duel 10 the
.,,.nth-Letween Us. So / stopped, and lai>.
nn Of NV pistols near his right hand; then
/ walked back toward the mouth OF thu
c,,,r. leaned against rock. and waited tor
linn to awake.
| Not Tor one moment do attempt to dis
cuts. the devilish. yeNgeful. feelings which
could urge me in this calm manner to plan
| auJ| compass this mans death. Now that
wears have passed since that day, do not
/ even ask YOU TX, bear i'll mind the wrong
! thar had been done M. simply relate
what did, and shall not murmur at the
blame which / know will he nleted cut
to NE.
The man slept so,,ntllv. waited: but no
thought OF foregoing my purpose entered
into my brain. waited until the dread
that we might be disturbe struck me. |
| lad gioatcd over my promised victim Ion !.
enough Now let me act the browning act
| / detached loose norsel Of rock AMI
tossed it toward the sleeping man 1t fell
on his outstretchei hand. lie started, rosa
S.n,1 Ii
locking round, saw me, and knew why
was there. He saw the look Of triumph and
tell purpose ON my face; he saw the pistol
in my right hand; he spra,lg to his feet an j
took step toward nl:..
raised my hand an covered him with tl,e
ristol. He must have looked almost s!owi
tho m.lzzls. "Stuni >til',' | said, ''or
tiYe!
The bravest man may we'll hasitat tra il
,,,sI,es OH certain death. Eustacn Gran'
STONED short. Ny voice, III, luul mus.
have told him that my threat was no I'LL.
o,,a TIC stenliness OF my hand told kim
,hAi I should NOT miss my mark.
'You have come 70 murder me" he said
in deem voce.
NO; tn kill you, not murder You. I.oo'
: on the ground behind you; take the pisto
whic:, lies there; then we are equal Tax
it, say, aud face ma like man. Fir
when and how You choose: I can wait H.
turl.'
He turned AMI saw tho pistol, hut did no
possess h ms III Of It. h faced me steadily
although my weapon was still aimed ut Il,
brral n,e,>t. Deadly as my hate was,
was fam t, almre his courage
: Il think you are mad." he said; ''b,'
listen hav, something to say"
, | Stamp,;l my foot. Coward! villain
IA 80 thai pistol. or swear will shoot yo
as YOU stanl!
He stopped and picked up the weapon. :
wave OF fierce delight ran through me. Til
, moment OF reckoning was at hand.
Yet he halked me. He held up his han
and fired both barrels in the air. 1uttere:
: cry OF race.
''Ycu are 81 man Of honor. supposeF'
, sel' You cannot slay defense!ess nan.
: Thrust my left hand into my pocket al
o threw handful OF cartridges toward hin,
He should not escape me.
4 lie hurled the pistol from him far owe
} the top Of the rock. Ny hope of killing hi
. III fair fight wa, yona I grittet n,
) teeth, and svore that nevertheless he Shout
t not escape. Coward! / shouted. wit
o my finger trembling on the trigger
lie was bohl. for he still stond erect an
p faced me. His face grew pale. No wonde
4 Tor death was close at hand. He spoke: b
t voics. was clear and distinct.
o LISTEN" he said, lone moment befol
q YOU stain your soul with THIS crime. Viol'
). your wife,
v lie said no more. The sound Of her nau
It roused in me a burst OF mad fury all III
. enforced calm left me- Silence. W
3 hound" Ishouted.
i Grant must have seen the change in N
a face and guessed what it presaged. Doub
+ less life was DEAR very dear to him. T
% sprang toward me. My finger pressed Il
o trigger, and the report rang out. My han
u rs fired was steady as rock and before
saw the effect of my bullet knew that
+. had done its work.
The smoke cleared off. Grant was sta,
,, sering to and fro. His hand was presse
W to his right breast. ard the red blood ".
). creeping through his closed fingers and dy
N lng his pure white coat. Suddenly he Tel
n aud lay like a Log at nv feet The thin
IL which had for nights an l days sighed *
q had come to pass
% but not with the effect / had picture,
'! instead of the exulaton which I had rao,
la >" myself, Tide vi utter horro" sve,
20 through me. One only one, thought file
or ul' brain-l hal taken this MAJ. life. n
I'll was murderer
u CHAPTER VIII.
a TELL. ME- THE TRUTH