The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1896-12-01

mo tnere arc not Cowboys enough IN all
the territory to lick this regiment, and
you've got to do that before you can
raise one scalp In that village"
"All right, Colonel Fenton. In the
old days we used to say blood was
thicker than water, and In many q
tough place we've stood by the soldier
against the savage. There was never @
time we went back ON you, and this 10
the first time ever heard Of an officer
who would go back on us''--
Don't distort things now, my
friend" said Fenton ooolly. "I never
would go back ON you. as you say, II
you were the assailed and the wronged.
This Is oase Of simple justice. and I
interpose to keep the peace until the
rights and wrongs can be sifted and set
tied. Take my advice and keep away
from the village"
'"There's higher power in Che land
than the military, Colonel Fenton, and
that's public opinion, and public opinion
says Big Roads people murdered Lara
mie Pete. Public opinion says we want
the murderers, and, by God, we mean to
have 'em even If we have to olean out
the whole v1llagel We want no fight
with youi but, through the press and
congress, We'll use you up till there
won't be as much left Of you as tho
Sioux left of Custer's crowd. Take my
advice and keep away from u.s."
And 80 saying Ben Thorpe, liking OF
the cowboys," as they called him on the
Platte, strobe angrily out Of the room,
the officers parting In silence to let him
on AZ Tho fbroobo11 Lo %,ro,1 a,a 49,
more faced the post commander.
Another thing, Colonel Fentonf
And as he spoke Ormsby rould see how
tho strong frame was qnfvering with
excitement and wrath. "Yon say we're
not the sheriff's posse and we cannot act
in accordance with iaw. There's no
sheriff In all Wyoming nearer than Rook
Springs. and I'm sheriff in these parts
until he comes. I'm sheriff enough to
hunt murderers, and sheriff enough to
run down horse thieves, and do it with
out waiting for warrants, either, and
that damned redsldn whom you're pro-
tectdpg there by your side 10 ono Of the
four that shot Pete Bolapd. I'll sand O
sherifR's posse hero In ten minutes, and
I'll give you warning here and now we
mean to hare the law ON him or you,
and you take your choice. VIII you sus-
render himf"
Ormsby fell bis nerves and muscles
qutvering. This was indeed boarding
the lion in his don. It was q new thing
to zee post commander braved In his
own bailiwiok. Feuton, however, never
showed the faintess irritation. Check
ing with gesture the indignant move
made by some OF che younger officers,
he turned quietly 90 che o1ioer Of the
''Captain Amory, lot Ale Of the
guard escort chat gentleman OF ahe res
ervation."
80 be u, Colonel Eenton, and let
tho country know / was thrust of the
poas at the point Of the sabsr. I'll wait
for my escort"
He had little time to waaa Almost
as the doorway already, the corporal's
guard, obey1ng the impatient summons
bf the young officer IN command, came
trotting up at double quick, o nonoom.
missioned officer and two troopera One
of the latter, stooky, cavity bearded,
slouchy, with furtive, bloodRhos eyes,
looked uneasily about him az tho detail
halted, and, springing mp the stops, the
corporal lightly touched the cowboy on
the shoulder. Thorpe had turned back
as though to hurl some parting shot or
sarcasm at the oppresaor, but at the
touch OF the oorporal's hand looked
oooily around "Welt, sonny. what DO
you wantf"
''Co,ne a,Cns. Ben. said tho corpora,
quietly ehen started back involuntAsily
ns the oppression Of afnazement end
wrath khas shot suddenly into the cow
boys face
"What" hassed Thorpa. striding o
pace forward. "Yon herea You officlat.
Ing 40 policeman 10 show me OH Unole
Sans 5atlyazd You. you sneak and
sonmP' he shouted, ahak1na q GA IN
Gxaioe'B sodden faoe. "You. you beag.
gart and blackguard-youo coward, who
lett poor Crawford's wife withoua O do
fender, Ycu our, who stole the lest oant
he bad and then betrayed him 30 the
fn!iians. you liar, who bsag Of bein9 an
ofheet'a con ana dace noe own Jour own
sA1nea
''5tand h@ckr' he 6ercoly orted co
the oo9pornt once moro sexove 70 plnce O
bnf1d upon his shouldea. ''Gsve no omar
rel with you, Reddy. or With this other
poea4aeyiA ssho Aeah only DO as.he.s or
dtned. bus9'd die IA m3 sraoas before
thas whito iiyered hound should eeoort
mo OFF this post. Out OF tho wayp' he
oried, ard with one magnificent bound
reached HE huDe, leaped Into his saddle,
and dashed o fsw yerds away. Then,
whiYifn4 Ibou& he swung hfs haS In
aix. "0ood night TO yous gentlemen.
Merry Christmas 10 700, one and all.
Yoa'vs goa ona Of khoes bloody murder
era hefe, 10 Keep him u you ohooss. but
Veil tGss tile othae three before the
sun Hisc- fn spite o. ell the thuc1 and
thievea Ito that fellow Son can muster
"a &hs oaVsity."
And With q pcEsipy msfsdicsim ut
asssoe and n lash Of ths sstnsirs quirt.
he vhirleG his bronlho az1d de1bed away
a3 the sallop
''Damr fhas selsowt'' eas1 Bsuton.
~ Hike him in ssite ct eli bis deviltry.
Ghars's no help for 81, genslemen--the
TEatSth hes gos 20 srsnd its Christmas
standing betw con shoee rough sitkcgs md
tho Vesy band thas killed car colonel
three long years ago"
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