Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1892-12-11


The child shook her head, but did not
move.
WHAT the man continued. "You
have nothing at all for me? That's too
bad. You might give me a kiss at least,
for the sake Of . little girl have some
where back eaat."
The outlaws voice softened just lit.
Tie ns he said that, but It was only for an
instant, and recovering his former tone,
half jocular half brutal, he commanded
tho passengers TO rs-enter the coach, then
ordered the driver to proceed.
II WIS not far to the Flat, and the dis
lance was soon covered. The two minors
talked but little, and the few words they
exchanged were spoken in low tones
aud heard by no one save themselves
The old lady lamented the loss Of her
locEet, and al tie way She was lost in
thought Of it. She even forgot TO renew
the conversation regarding cher boy"
In which she had been so interested a
little whilo before.
When the stage stopped before the lit
tie hotel at Poverty Flat tho miners hur-
riod out and attempted to evudo the old
lady She saw them, however, and
called TO thom as they were walking
away. Thoy could only turn back,
though they did it with the utmost TO-
luctanco.
"You did not tell me where Mart is,
she said, "nor what he is doing"
mo, mIam, believe not, - one of the
mon answered.
Tho old lady waited a moment for the
man to proceed, but as 1t became plain
that no was not going to do so she re-
resumed, saying:
"Will you please toll me what you
know about bin. You see / am so anx-
ious to find him. for have not seen him
for five long years"
"Weu, ma'am, can't tell you much"
the minor snid halhngly, as though he
was on dangerous ground. To n close
observer it would have been apparent
that he wished TO conceal something
but tho old lady saw nothing of that. Il
can't tell you much more than have
told You already" no said "Mart
Thompson is somewhere in the noun
tains, but just whore he is or what he Is
doing right now 1 can't say" Then after
an awkward pause he went on: "If
was you I'd be easy about II tonight
know You must be tired. Just YOU stop
here and rest tonight, and I'll inuuiro
around about your son, and tomorrow
morning III come to tell you what
learn"
The old lady was loath to accept this
arrangement, but after great deal of
talk she consented. The miners went
into tho hotel, called the proprietor
aside and spoke a few words 70 him in a
low tone, now and thon casting q glance
toward the old lady and tho child. Tho
hotel proprietor nodded his head, and
the miners went away.
When they wero outside Of the hotel
the two mon began to talk. One of them
said:
Jack, what are wo TO do? That old
lady win give US no rest until wo tell
her all we know about her son, and who
ia to do that can't tell tho innocent,
trusting old soul that the man she has
come all the way out here to End Is
highway robber. Can you?"
mo, Joe, can't. Ia rather DO hung
than TO do that"
"And ne too. believe Il would kill
her, Jack. The innocent, transporting
old soul - 50 trustful, She has tho
greatest confidence in tho onery scamp,
and she loves him. don't know what
10 do"
II don't either. But, say, | believe
that the man who lifted our valuables
down the road there Is Mart Thompson.
~ know It. TWAS him, aud the sneak
robbed his own mother, or what was tho
Same thing. The rascal deserves to be
hung TO the nearest limb"