The record-union., 1898-05-15


pleted his toilet with a broad -brimmed
cowboy hat.
'Now,sI suppose you're not much ac-
customed to wearing jewelry," said the
other but I'll have to trouble you to
put these darbies on and he tossed
the Sergeant pair of handouts The
Sergeant laughed. but made no move
ment to put them on
Put them on him, Bill" the stranger
said, "and If he moves I'll let daylight
through him: now the other" he added
as BIZ eclapped the handouts on the
Sergeant, and in a twinkling they were
both >handcuffed prisoners. Then they
We're mounted on the broncos belonging
to the two men who had them in
charge, while the latter took their two
good police horses and rode beside
them.
You'll get into fine row over this,
said the. sergeant to his captor.
The latter laughed good humoredly.
Not half SO fine row as / would
have got into if it had been the other
way about. If you'd got the drop on
me first, and / was wearin' the brace
lets now, then would think there was
trouble ahead"
'What're you going to do with us.
anyway" said the Sergeant. You
can't eat US. Are you going to hold us
up an make the Government ransom
us out?"
Were goin' to leave the Constable
here with a friend who keeps a fash
ionable hotel in a shack down at Dead
Mans Crossing on Deep Cut Creek, an
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an turn you over to the Superinten-
dent there. You shouldn't have run
off the horses, you know, an then when
the man objected you plugged him."
You seem to know all about it, said
the Sergeant Il suppose you are Bull
Dog himself"
You seem bit mixed, my friend
replied the stranger coelly you're
Bull Dog Carney, and I'm Sergeant
Hetherington. in charge of this outfit"
and he pulled from his pocket the Ser
geant's papers, neatly inclosed in a
blue Government envelope, and smiled
derisively at Hetherington.
You won't be able to work that rack
ct at the barracks at Maple Creek for
some of the feliowsll be sure to know
me there"
We'll, if they do, you'll have long
er ride. that's ALL" answered his cap
tor, for l mean to get you put in this
enough before
That afternoon they came to Dead
Mans Crossing, and Williams was lef.
there in charge of a man they found
in the shack. He had evidently been
expecting Carney but he opened his
eyes with much wonder when he saw
the prisoners, and when he understood
the situation he went around with a
broad grin on his face that was partic-
ularly tantalizing.
Maple Creek was seventy miles from
Dead Mans Crossing. They stopped
all night at Dead Mans Crossing and
made sixty miles of the seventy next
day.
In the morning the Sergeant had an
other lesson in the deep diplomacy Will!
which Carney negotiated matters.
Ride on, Bill" he heard him say to
his mate, "and inquire if Sergeant
Hetherington has come in yet with his
prisoner You can tell them that you
were out on little reconnoiter for Car
ney's mate, and that / expected to be
there at the barracks about 10 o'clock.
If there's anybody there knows me
Sergeant Hetherington--just hit the
trail back a piece and We'll move on to
the next post. l want to give this
man Carney up to strangers, you see;
I'm afraid his friends mightn't treat
him we'll Anyway. I think you'd bet
ter ride back to me-
Bill galloped away on his errand, and
after putting in an hour or so to give
him a good start, Carney and his pris-
oner struck camp and followed up.
Bill met them about five miles out of