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"Then the crowd returned to poker
playing, some of them just a bit dis
contented with their victory and NUT
tering that twenty to one was too big
odds for any chap, specially a slim little
chap with fists which couldn't hold
their own against a kid
The story teller interrupted himself
with a chuckle.
"They counted fists, you see, and
forgot to take stock of brains How
should they guess that the man they
had put to proof carried more brains
inside his handsome head than fur
nished the twenty of them, though
they were not fools, either?
"A quarter of an hour later the train
stopped, not gradually, but with a jerk
which sent the poker chips flying.
There was a cowboy half out of every
window in the car quicker than you
could have cooked pistol, for stations
were seldom within a hundred miles
of each other in those days, and they
all knew that this stop wasn't regular.
Behind and before them the track
stretched as far as they could see,
while on both sides the prairie spread
away to the low edge of the gray sky,
which wasn't any grayer than itself,
lonely as the ocean, sir, and infinitely
more silent. Not a sound or move
mont except that of the locomotive
whisliinG of at fun speed
I'm came the cowboys heads with a
volley of hard swearing, and there
stood Lloyd In the doorway, cooler
than | am this instant, but
HOLDING A SIX-SHOOTER.
You have just five minutes to make
up your minds he said, and his voice
was as steady as his eyes. viii you
pay your fares like honest men, or get
out and tramp to the next settlement,
forty miles from here? Our engineer
is waiting within hail for us, and he will
not come back unless | give MIN the
order. oh, you may murder me if you
chooseT he cried, stepping further into
the car, as half a dozen pistols were
grabbed. But l can shoot as straight
as any of you'll don't mean to die
alone-and at the sound of the first
shot our engineer will be off to Bis
marck.'
For one long moment the prairie
wasn't stiller than that carload of eX-
cited humanity. If Lloyd had even
blinked! Thank God, he didn't. Then
"a big fellow broke into laugh, took
his pistols from his belt and laying
them on d seat, walked toward Lloyd,
holding out his empty fists.
Shake he said. That was a lone
hand! And pluckily he played it,
From Lloyd's side he faced the lot
of them.
Boys he cried, "A chap who can
look straight down the muZZles of so
many cowboy shooters for the sake of
doing his duty. that chap will make the
kind of partner most of us want to
yoke with, If ne will let us, eh?'
Lloyd smiled, slipped his pistol into
his pocket and gave his slim fingers
to the others brawny grasp.
well. sir, all crowds are alike
whether cattle or men-they follow a
leader. There was a cheering presently
which aStonishei the waiting engineer
Then the fares were paid as fast as
Lloyd could take them. And that is
the end of this story
carefully to relight his pipe, which
had died out
where is Lloyd now? In Helena.
answered an eager questioner when the
pipe was again in working order
Where is the fellow who stood by
him?' he laughed jovially. Neither
he nor his whereabouts point the moral
of this tale. But, when Lloyd runs for
governor, as he will next year, he
shall have my vote. for he runs to win
in any race he enters. And that is
my creed of life, hoys-'the Lord helps
those who help themselveS'-Ive seen
ii, and | believe itr'