The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-02-12

plaCaFQS were posted In every ealO0ns
There was a vast amount in that treasure
box and the rewards we're cOrrespondinRly
large.
"If Card only get that chap he'd be fixed
for this election, his friends said, but time
went by and Cal and his WORKOUT men re-
turned empty handed.
OF clews there were no lack. An AK lay
beside the wrecked treasure-box, the prints
OF a horses hoofs under pine a little way
In the brush showed that the robber had
provided means Of escape.
But no one remembered seeing such an
AK aud the tracks cOrresponded TO no horse
as far as the posse could determine
So Cal and his posse came back without
their man, leaving the field to the amateurs
who, tempted by the reward, still searched
for the robber and more particularly for
the plumber, which he must have concealed
somewhere.
Cal Thairs luck seemed to have changed
The good words spoken for him when he
left his campaign to do his duty did him
some good.
Presently all Yavapai county was as
founded 70 hear that Tex aud Shorty had
come out for THAR; and when the rival
candidate came down upon them with his
mortgage they petrlfed him by paying 1t
or.
The announcement following soon after
OF the prospective marriage of the sheriff
and the wealthy daughter of old Trujillo
offset the influence of the saddle colored
woman Of his rival.
In two weeks the state OF things had
changed completely round. There was
nothing that could beat Cal THAR for
sheriff now.
All the while various good citizens of
Yavapai continued on tho hunt for the man
who committed the robbery of the hill
stage. That sort of thing is contagious,
and presently every rancher in the hills
felt the glow Of the detective in his breast.
Everything that happened in the bills was
a matter for investigation.
So when Happy Jack heard late one
night horse gallop past his place he could
hardly wait until morning to examine the
tracks. When he saw them he felt the
fever all the stronger-the fore feet unshod,
the off hind foot track showing the head of
nail too large to be driven home. The
old mountaineer had seen that track be-
fore--in the tall timber where somebody
had a horse pioketed the night the
stage was robbed. The ranoher knew what
his Information was worth. While Happy
Jack was bordering over his discovery and
how to make 1t most valuable to himself "a
horseman came into sight. Jack recog-
nized Sheriff Cal and hurried to meet him
with his news
YOU'RE just the man l want to see," he
Blu &LGlAs bb OAl lbAlbu up ste
He stopped. The roadway was new and
soft anu Gals horse left a clear imprint.
The old mans eye had caught a depression
IN one footprint, a mere dimple In the dust,
such az would be made by the head Of a
nail not driven quite home. The old man
was not fool. 81 just wanted to ask you
if you heard anything new about the fellow
that killed jim"
"Some Of the boys saw a stranger up the
UaIlaV and want 70 Look him n "
replied the sheriff. HES only prospector
come up from the Verde. He Just come
in by my place yesterday
That was all Sheriff Cal resumed his
journey. The old man followed his track
until he lost it among the rocks. Then
Happy Jack came 10 town. He saw Sheriff
Cal with a crowd of the boys laying a big
greenback on the bar and inviting all hands
to drink with him. The sheriff was resum-
ing his interrupted campaign. Happy Jack
knew there were more thousands in that
tressure-box when it was thrown from tue
stage than there were hundreds offered as a
reward for the apprehension Of the robber,
and Happy Jack had turned detective for
revenue, not for glory He got back into
the hills and went to figuring. 1t was half
an hour after daybreak when Sheriff Cal
passed, going in the opposite direction.
If the sheriff had passed in the night and
returned he could not have gone far, for the
tracks went off the road aud on the rocky,
cactus-grown slopes. Two miles an hour
was quick travelling. With this index of
his probable destination the old rAnoher
started out.
Sheriff Cal had seen Jack In town. had
caught his look Of intelligence as the green.
back fell upon the bar, and so it came that
Sheriff Call also made trip to the mount
aims. He knew where he was going, so
the old rancher's start did not count for
much.
Sheriff Cal stopped at the rancher's
house. 1t was as he had guessed; Jack was
gone. Then he did some examining OF
the dusty road himself and then hurried on.
People down that way are not done yet
talking of the brilliant detective work done
by Cal THAR during his first term as sheriff
on the Hill stage robbery. He worked up
the case entirely alone, they say, and actu-
ally found the robber, an old ranoher who
was known as Happy Jack, In the very act
Of digging up the contents of the treasure
box, which he had buried in lonesome
ROCKY guloh deep in the mountains. They
had desperate fight there, Gals admirers
relate, and the sheriff had to kill the robber.
Sheriff Call, like all good officers, is reti-
cent about his methods and will not tell how
he found out that Jack was the robber.
They say that because of the glory he gained
from this bit Of work Cal THAR was re-
elected by o tremendous majority, and soon
after he married one Of the greatest heir
esses in Yavapai county.