Catoctin clarion., 1895-06-06

about me. Anyone who says I steal,
lies,' and the fellow fairly shouted. he
was 80 mad.
YOU try to quarrel with Nellie, and
I'll fix you; you hear what I say?' said
Oklahoma Bill.
Just then the headlight Of the engine
came into sight and Jose disappeared
from view. No one paid any further
attention to him. A stranger with q
satchel alighted and asked if there was
not hotel where he could stop over
night.
Mary hotel said Dad Eckels. Tra-
ders' house over yonder and near by is
the government mule corral. We fellers
here are all sooners, boomers, outlaws
generally and hide in the woods. What
might you wantT
u want man. My name is johnson
and I'm from Montana. I heard that
a fellow named James Wilton was hid
ing around here and want him. He
is grey eyed, curly.haired aud don't
talk much. Anyone know such fell
low?'
No such man around here, said Nellie
Blair with tremor in her voice.
Jack Jones had just started to say
something about Wilton Jackman, but
he closed up like a clam when Nellie
spoke.
What has this Wilton done p che
asked:
Forged note, shot deputy sheriff
and broke Jail. Guess I'll remain
around here for spell anyhow. Where
does this post trader live:'
Oklahoma Bill showed him the way
while the crowd melted away.
Yt's Jackman that's wanted, 'muttered
Nellie as she started for her home. He's
not very civil to me but I'll warn him.
He did me good turn with that Indian
devil, too
Just here the horse trlpped and FELL
throwing the girl to the ground. Be-
fore she could get up Mexican Jose
sprang at her throat and held her down
but not before she cried out in alarm.
Witha muttered oath the Greaser pulled
knife just as heavy six shooter de-
scended upon his head and he rolled
away to one side with a cracked skull.
Eventually he died Of his wound. Jack.
man had again been in time to rescue
woman, although he hated them as a
class.
Ysuppose l must thank you again,
said Nellie Blair as she slowly got upon
her feet and felt of her neck This is
the second time you have done me ser
vice. You must sort Of follow me around
to always be just in time
YOU are mistaken said Jackman,
blushing. oversight myselfthis after.
noon and was late starting out to get a
paper. suppose the train has gone?
YES said the girl, 1T has. Say,ain't
y~ur name James Wilton ?
Who told you that? be asked slowly,
>HaYe you been keeping tab on meY
v am not a spy said the boomer
girl, proudly. Sheriff johnson. of Mon
tana, got off the train to- night and said
he was after man named James Will
ton, who had gray eyes and curly hair
l thonght Id tell you about it. and il
you knew such man you might warn
him to look out. He said this Wilton
forged check, shot deputy and broke
JAIL
He's liar said Jackman. Least
wise, l suppose he is. If | meet this
Wilton I'll tell him what you haye just
told me. I want to talk to you, so III
just 60 with you to your dugout.'
On arrival there, Jackman studied
awhile and then said: My name is Will
ton and johnson wants me. l guess
had better yamoose. III told you
liked you we'll enough to marry you
what would you say?
Come back when johnson is not In
the country and there is no further cause
to fear arrest and III tell you, said the
girl.
I'll be back some day. said Jackmar
Then he hastily kissed her and was
gone.
Mexican Jose died week later and
is buried in sand heap by the river
No one mourned his loss. johnson
failed to find James Wilton, land Wilton
Jackman had disappeared from hl'
ranch by the lake.
AHe was the man the sheriff wanted,
said Oklahoma Bill, but I'm glad he
got away. Guess he's the chap that ha'
been doingthe highwayman act, though.
No one disputed this theory. Thel
johnson left also.