The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1897-04-24

couple took train and telms for the
Malheur agency.
The avengers reached Indian Creek
duly, and the fourth day after his
Christmas dinner. Drake came once
more in sight of Castle Rock. II am do
ing this thing myself, understand"
he said to Brock. II am responsible"
Were here TO take orders" returned
the foreman. But as the buildings grew
plain and the time was coming. Brock
anxious heart spoke out Of its fullness.
IF they start in to-to-thay might
l wish you'd let me get in front" he
begged, ell at once.
Il thought you thought better Of me-"
said Drake.
Excuse me-" said the man. Then,
presently: II don't see how anybody
could a tcld he'd smuggled whisky that
way. If the old man CFirock meant
Max VogeD goes to blame you, I'll give
him my opinion straight
THE old mans get no use for opin-
ions" said Drate. "He goes on results.
He trusted me with this job, and were
going TO have results now
The drunkards were sitting around
outside the ranch house. 1t was eveu-
ing. They cast a sullen inspection on
the newcomers, who returned 10 in
spcction whatever. Drake had his men
together and took them first to the
stable, shed with managers. Here he
had them unsaddle. Because, 'he mem
toned to Brock, 'iu case of trouble
Wen be sure of their all staying. I'm
taking no chances now" Soon the
drunkards strollcd over, saying good
day, hazarding a few comments on the
weather and like topics, meeting suf-
ficlent answers.
Coin to stay?"
Don't know"
"Thet's a good horse you've got"
Fair"
But Sam was the blithest spirit at
the Malheur agency. "Hi-yah!" he eX-
claimed "Misser Dlake. How fashion
you come quick SOP" and the excellent
Chinaman took pride in the meal OF
welcome he prepared.
"Supper's now" said Drake to his
men. "Sit anywhere you feel like.
Don't mind whose chair you're taking
and Wen keep our guns on"
Thus they followed him, and sat The
boy took his customary perch at the
head of the table, with Brock at his
right, Il miss old Bolles,' he told his
foreman. You don't appreciate Boil
les"
From what you tell of him." said
Brock, "I'll examine him more care
full"
Seeing their boss. the sparrow hawk,
back in his place, flanked with support
ers and his gray eye indifferently upon
them, the buccaroos grew polite to op-
pressiveness. While Sam handed his
dishes to Drake and the newcomers ate
what was good before the old inhab-
itants got a taste, these latetr grew
more and more polite. They offered
sugar to the strangers, they offered
their beds. After supper Half-Past-Full
urged them to sit COmpaniOnably in
the room where the fire was burning.
But the visitors went to another room
with their arms, and lighted their own
fire. They brought blankets from their
saddles, and after a little concertina
they permitted the nearly -pershed
Uncle Pasco to slumber Soon they
slumbered themselves, with the door
left open and Drake watching He
would not even share vigil with Brock,
and all night he heard the voices of the
buccarros holding grand, unending
/ council.
When the relentless morning came,
and breakfast with the visitors again
| in their seats, unapproachable, the
| drunkards felt the crisis to be strain
upon their sobered nerves. They
/ glanced up from their plates, and down
along to Dea: Drake eating his hearty
| porridge and back at one another and
/ the hungry, well-occupied strangers.
Say, we don't want trouble" they
| began to the strangers.
Course You don't. Breakfasts what
! you're after"
"Oh, well, you'd have got gay. a
man gets gay"
! Sure"