Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-03-15

whats thisi A hold up sure as
shootin"
Out from behind a tall rock a
man with n piece OF dark calico
over his face and a very large Win.
chester in his hand, had suddenly
sprung, and tho muzzlo Of the riao
looked right into zach's big round
eyes. Tho brake scrupcd tho wheels
and made the sparks fly The mus.
tangs came TO n sudden stand. There
was no getting by that Winchester.
Il reckon you've got the drop on
me, stranger, " tho driver coolly made
remark. stick up my handsi In
course / viii, Of you Insist ON it. but
tell yer these ERE MUSTANGS 10
mighty sltittsh, an it's ON the down
grade. So yer needn't shoot II they
start up, furitll be your own fault.
sposo yer after this ere buxi
Throw Il Outl It, too blamed heavy
fer tha1 Yen hey ter give ~
lift.n
The man with tho Gun had aid
nothing; but the subtlctic3 OF tho
holding up process wero not so fine
but that Zach understood every wuyo
OF the strangers hand and every
shrug Of his shoulders, whcn tho
waves uud shtugs meant anything
Zach had been held up before. lie
of the calico mask did not step for
ward mt once. in this suggestion that
ho should assist In taking on the box
ho seemed to suspect some trick. But
one Of Zach's hands was held aluft
and The other, with the four reihs IN
1t, was on tho level Of his shoulder.
The man edged up to the blackboard,
exchanging Tie weapon which no
presented at Zachs head fOr a siN.
shot revolver
Thanks, stranger said Zach,
with forced mcrriment. 81 never
like 20 hev one o. them air long har.
relied things pintcd ut me. Thcy
shoot too dun straight. Now, hcro
ye ARE.
With his foot he showed tho box
along until 1t was near the edge Of
tho wagon.
Thar it IL, helpyoursclf; but yo1l
find It a blamed heavy load tor puck,
Of yer guin tAr-ovcr forty pounds"
Tho robbers fingers Rrtspad tho
box ncrvously.
"a green IN e tho biz thought
Zach. "Mebbc thar'll DO an opcnin
here yit'
Tho robbcr pulled and hauled at
the hoX, hut It would not bndgc, for
it was caught on nuilhcud in tho
bottom OF the wagon. In hi fcvcr.
ish anxiety TO secure tho gold, ho
lowered the revolver u little and
gfasped the box with both hands.
Swiftly Zlch's right hand fell TO his
hip and ont he whipped his bright
barrclcd pistol
Got the dead drop, stmngcrl tts
no go" no shouted. Put that
wccpin daown, you lool!' for the man
was irising his pistol. You Won't
Then take that
\ dash, a report, and back fell the
robbcr without moan. His finger.
clawcd tho dust for a moment. rs II
he were graslang for hold on life
But the hold was not to bc had, and
he gave It up, and lay there quietly
in tho dust.
The driver showed his pistol into
its holster, and wiped the sweat from
his brow It has been u close shay,
for the box and closer shave fui
him.
Takes purity keen I'M ter git
crway with or Zach mtcr ALL hC
chucklcd, springing lightly from %,
blackboard, while a broad smile III
up his brown face. "This ere means
a big raise from the stage comp'ny
an hundred or two from the Gult
Butte folks guess thoy'll think
tho OF mans bout right artcr this
Hooray fur hoomyl my stocks ri2
Its way up Ter hundred IN fifty
Whoop Get Haw haw haww
lie stopped down over the doat
man and lifted tho bit of cloth iron
his facc.
Almighty God It's Bilw-Franl
Bailey Willard in Argonaut.