The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1898-07-17

around the butt of a big fir stump.
i Behind the stump was kneeing that glad
some September day-a among the tawny gold
dead leaves and the soft and
cream of the bleached bunch grass.
He might have been praying, quietly he kneel-
ing there, he wasn't-he disappearing softly to
himself his impatient eye wandered in and out among
the bouders and trees that fringed the trail
The morning sun picked out little. bright, jewe-ike
spots the instrument he had leveed across the top OF
big stump He seemed be taking levels
n Ff The a b Bo R9f2s eaG to sg ev
the instrument and looked carefully along its smooth
& s GSm b b s9n g At s SH Rs b wa
en in the hands Of the FdeT rs the right
hand gTasping sharp ccE close to il
Hiding the second bronco tubed from the saddle, shot
Bright bots blood spashed the leaves by the
The first cayuse startled out his sleepy ope by the
report and fash reared and plunged mady fGrwaTd s
@ h h2n tn 9P the h ana the b ks
nanks of the horse as he felt the scorchng
D bad shotij the behind the stump jerked ed
Rs repeater foT for and Back nc pUO
had Ter he f bef f r6m Ts nended way
The third bronco and its rider were making good time
not Increase their speed any, for they doing their
stood b the dead had b did 5 mot He
for his master to rise and MOUNT again o - -,s.
the who had fired the shots walked leisurey to
We'll, Jack, old man, he said addressing the horse,
you're q ID sight honester than your master If
ready grub pile noon bleaching
too added showing his hand down in the ample bag
there right enough Whole LEI bag fun Of it
Then he turned his attention to the man lying his
the ncng g g' if pang geo fT Trough ~
last & Pd th5oTn b d9Tb byne mate f9 Rs
tradn' away up C. jedge by this wad." And he
be- might Sds to t3row v;HS 70
throT the blame Of hs murder the himself
lesurey threw his leg over ayuse and disappeared
had before he turned short to the left
pPoceeded to wrap Some old bags he pulled out from
hind rock about the feet Of the cayuss; 49,.
hat you're BIT sore II the toes he remarked in
he again and vent t % for
w m Toe dn s aq Let lis Work
oH5 a ON r a R the R which hung rather
onf has h h the hf trait for so a M o old
They'll pick up tracks there all right enough. but
2 s took qRP s BAD Sn 5es sBoa
old dy d be M pull O ou
hour ana PIX up 9gf TRACKS h ea b for
some poor devil before night They'll almost one
B he gds4 s5a and FQs IN E 5
his way back to Golden It dark when he got to tRe
aaer ee M w h 9 fSref pull the 64 a 0
the ford that is he took big swing at it. but the loose
came Smashing down at Blazers hoofs
chucked softly himself q guess this outdtn cut loose
better and he commenced firing 1856 cartridges
into the stream with vigorous swings of his long
gun LAID deep but Is bad fishing guess they
When blazers hoofs lost the mufled sound of the
struck with a sharp ring th-worn
the Golden side of the Kicking rider
gave his long legs a hitching swing and the horse
broke into lope
the night before the day that the whisky snug
ger lay out on the MissoTa trail stark and stiff with his
and English ef
In Anvil Sankey's bachelor
they either showing of
msrue and absence of order
Santley astonished and said So which quite
right seen Grace-Grace Alton-since he