Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-03-09

front Of the tight-ftting brown jacket.
'Sorry to trouble you, gentlemen"
said the same CHEEKY voice, as the own
er of it teyed with the butt of big
regulation revolver at his side; but my
partner here and myself took q notion
we'd like to Join the force; SO We just
slipped into your clothes till we'd see
how we'd look, and as the two suits
| will hardly 60 round the four OF us,
suppose you stack slK duds-they're
| Just over there by the camp fre.
| As he spoke he absent-mindedly
drew forth the big revolver, and rub
bed his thumb reflectively over the
hammer and waited for them to make
their toilet.
"Ye're up to larks this morning." said
Of the thirteen eggs was already get
| ting it's work in ON him. He noticed
that their carblnss and revols ers and
cartridge belts had all been taken pos
session of by the strangers. He real
lied that himself and the constable
were in the hands of the strangers, and
he made pretty shrewd guess that the
r~1n they were after had turned the
tables and captured them.
by George! l guess there's no help
for it, said the sergeant, good -hunnor-
edly. as he began to crawl into the 9th
er mans clothes.
Whats you fellows game, any
wayF' he said. as he pulled on a pair
of deer skin riding breeches.
We'll, take 1t you're rather a tough
lot" said the man with the stripes on
ais arm, ''an' we're going to arrest you
for horse-stealin'.
We'll, that's pretty rich for my
blood" said the sergeant, as he com
pletsd his toilet with a broad brimmed
cowboy hat.
Now, I suppose you're not much ac'
customed to wearing jewelry." said the
other; but I'll have to trouble you 10
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 III lie. daylight
through him; now the other" he added.
as Bill clapped the handouts on the
sergeant, and in a twinkling they were
both handcuhed prisoners. Then they
were mounted on the bronchos belong
ing 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 a row as l would
have got into If 1t had been the other
way about II you'd got the drop on
me first. and 1 was wearin' the brace
let's now. then l 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 outT'
We're goin' to leave the constable
here with friend who keeps a fashion
able hotel in a shack down at Dead
Mans Crossing on Deep Cut Greek, an
we're goin' to take you to Maple Creek
an turn you over to the superintendent
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, coolly. 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
blue government envelope, and smiled
derisively at Hetherington.
You won't be able to work that
racket at the barracks at Maple Greek.
for some of the fellows'n be sure TO
know me there"
We'll, if they do, you'll have q longer
ride. that's ALL" answered his captor.
for | mean to get you put in this time
sure, for you've escaped often enough
before"
That afternoon they came to Dead
Mans Crossing, and Williams was left
there in charge OF man they found in
the shack. He had evidently been ex-
pecting Carney, but he opened his eyes
with much wonder when he saw the
prisoner, and when he understood the
situation he went around with a broad
grin on his face that was particularly
tantalizing.
Maple Creek was seventy miles from
Dead Mans Crossing. They stopped Ill
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 with
which Carney negotiated matters.
Ride on. BILL" he heard him say 10
his mate, and inquire II Sergeant
Hetherington has come in yet with his
prisoner. You can tell them that you
were out on a little reconnoitre for Car
neys mate, and that l expected to be
there at the barracks about ten O'Clock.
II there is anybody there knows me-
Sergeant Hethering gton-just hlt the trail
back a piece, and We'll move on to the
next post. I want to give this man
Carney up to strangers, you see; I'm
afraid his friends mightn't treat him
well. Anyway, l think you'd better
ride back TO meet me-"
Bill galloped away on his errand, and
after putting an hour or so to give him
a good start, Carney and his prisoner
struck camp and followed up.
Bill met them about five miles out of
Maple Creek, and reported that there
wasn't a soul in the troop stationed
there that knew Hetherington. But
they're dead on to Carney's racket,
though" he said, "and when I told
them that we'd captured him, they
thought twas a pretty slick piece of
business. They say he's harder to
trap than a coyote"