The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-08-03

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over my stills TO the government. will
swear great oath--and will keep it, too
for my own interests demand ito be
come a worthy citizen. and if you will
accept the prodigal son and kill forme
the fatted calf of pardon. all will be well
came here to ask you to intercede for
me: VIII you do sog
Nutting hesitated a moment. This
man was veritable Robin Hoodl Could
he trIist hiIng
The other spoke again.
Such assistance from an official is
what need. and | can pay for it. If
you will get free pardon for me will
give you five thousand"-
Il cannot do it.
Aliens face paled, and his hand crept
toward his hip: then restraining himself
with soothing laugh, he said:
BE it so Then we are enemies.
to you and the law; you to me. Re-
member my fifteen minutes. and beware
when next we meetT
He threw his cloak about him. buckled
his pistols at his waist and disappeared,
but as he left the room little piece of
metal fell from his person and rolled un-
noticed upon the floor. A minute later
through the night as he rode toward the
mountains.
The morning following. as Nutting
entered his Office, his aged servant bowed
low before him, extended his brown and
| stricken voices
"Foun dis on de floor, massa. S'pose
him your'n. bad ting. massa. bad. eff ye
low old nigger to say so. .
The marshal leaned forward in sur
prise Lying in the outstretehed palm
of the black was silver pistol bullet
why, uncle said he. taking it. ''this
is not miner
Mot your'n, massal Tank de Lordl
Pse pleased. is. massa. Foun' it yer
dough- Dat arise sweysider bullet.
massa," he continued, lowering his voice
TO a whisper. while his eyes rolled like
ships IN the midst of white and seething
pillows Il know 'ern Ny ole masEa
he had one cast an carried it many
years. Dey neber kill no one but de
fellers dey's made for. Massa John.
dough, he didn't get chance for to use
] hissn,'' and the old man chuckled.
"A suicide bullet said Nutting, with
a smile, as he examined the silver
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make special bullet, uncle? | should
| And he pointed toward some of the
heavy cartridges belonging to his own
pistols which lay on the table near.
t.Dey mought miss, massa. You know
de debil cares for his own, an dis bullet
is made by his help, at night, in de
grabe yard, an can't miss. 1 knows 'em
| De-. ~
drawing near. he whispered. Use made
'emir
'And did they do their work. said
Nutting laughing lightly.
"Dey- did. massa."
The officer now opened drawer In his
desk and took from it an old fashioned
dueling pistol, which he had picked uI
somewhere, and fitted the bullet into its
rusty nuzzle.
at s. Just the thing, uncle. Bring me
my flask, and I'll load it with the suicide
bullet It's best to have it handy by if
get the blues" He laughed again.
The servant obeyed
mo use to fix i'm massa- "Twon't
only kill de one who it's made for, shuah
an yecohldn't shoot yourself wild it, no
how. sa8
well, uncle, I'll load the smoothbore
anyway" said the marshal. suiting the
action to the word, ''and this afternoon
we'll try it at a mark IfI miss a hal
dollar at u dozen PAGES I'll give up tha
Il your right, If hit, your suicide bullet
is no better or worse than aleaden one.
''All right, massa, but you won't hit,
replied the old darky.
just as Nutting completed heicharg
ing of tine weapon visitor called, and i
was thrust hurriedly into pigeonhol,
in the desk His visitors business de
tanned him from the Office until night
and the plan of the morning was forgot
ten The dueling pistol with its silve
missile lay unnoticed for months in tn
desk
The days and weeks passed, summe
came and went, and fall ripened tn
year. a dozen times had the marsha
organized expeditions and secured tn
country. seeking the notorious Allen
but each time he had returned unsuc
cessful One final effort. however, WA
to be made. Certain information whic
he knew to be reliable had at last. .;he fel
sure, put the outlaw in his hand, and h
looked to his horses shoes and loaded hi
/ pistols with unusual c.re.
, At his orders mounted guards-ne
: ON whom he could depeld-patrolled al
t the roads. Upon the morrow at dawr
with posse of seven fearless mount
} aineers, he was to storm the yer
stronghold of the mooashiners. and tC
morrow night would find vacanc
1 either in the government Office or in th
ranks of the illicit distillers. The expt
dition had thus far, Nutting believed
been kept secret. Because of this b
q looked forward with strong hopes c