Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1892-08-17

muzzles of pair of six-shooters.
"Back, you fools" was. the cool
command. Zone step nearer and
III fire.!
That the step was not taken goes
without saying. The men began to
realize whom they had to deal with
and promptly fell buck.
"Now," continued Atwood, ''re-
member that | command here, and
return to your work at once. As
for you, consider yourself discharg-
ed and leave the place Immediately"
he added, turning to Appleton.
The man hesitated.
ADO as | tell you," Numbered
Atwood.
I'll came here prepared to use you
well, and treat you like gentlemen,
but if you will force me to use you
like dogs and to rule the quarry
with an iron rod may as well be-
gin now. CO."
Without word the men obeyed.
At the same time Appleton skunk
away, but he gave the foreman IL
malignant look as he left.
I'll fix you yet, curse you," he
muttered.
During the day Barnes heard Of
what had occurred at the quarry
that morning and at once sought
an interview with Atwood, warning
him to look out for Appleton.
"He's a dangerous man" said the
quarry owner, "and would just as
soon knife you as eat. Perhaps you
had better give up the place"
"Not by any means. | can take
good care of myself and | have no
fear of Appleton and all the knives
he can use"
swell, look out for yourself any
how" said Barnes as he left the
quarry.
The following morning one of the
men came up to Atwood, saying
roughly:
Give ne my time; I'm going to
leave"
what for?" asked the foreman.
because | want to; amt that
enough?'
Quite enough; you can go at
once"
lie wrote out an order for the
mans pay and handed it to him,
saying:
"Go to the office and get il cashed.
And now let me tell you that |
know why you're leaving. Apple
ton has pursuaded you to join him
in some plan of revenge against me,
and you're fool enough to do So
Now remember one thing warn
you not to attempt to modest me or
NEEDLE with anything connected
with the quarry, for if you do, as
sure as your name is Joe Bangs,
you'll regret it.
well see," said the other, threat
eningly, as he took his departure.
Several days passed. Things at
the quarry went along satisfactorily,
the men, although morose and sui
len, performing their work fairly
we'll.
Atwood boarded at his employers
house, which was about mile or so
from the quarry. In travelling this
distance he had found a short route,
but it led him through a lonely
piece of wood, and at one portion of
the forest the path wound around
the top of a high and rocky pre-
cipice.
For some time after his en-
counter with Appleton he had kept
constantly on the lookout for an at
tack from him, but as time passed
and the ruffian did not modest him,
he began to get careless, and finally
thought no more about it.
One night he was detained at the
quarry until late hour. When he
set out for home darkness had fallen,
and there was only feeble light
from the moon, which was then i'm
it's first quarter. In due time he
came to the forest, and was soon
making his way along the top of
the precipice.
Suddenly he heard IA noise behind
him, and the next moment received
"a vigorous blow in the back. He
threw out his arms as he fell for
ward, and managed to catch hold of
a small brush as he pitched over the
top Of the cliff. There he hung UNI
able to move, and q moment later
two men, whom he easily recogniz-
ed as Aaron Appleton and Joe Bangs,
stepped from the shadow of tree