The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1899-08-26
Copyright. 1893. by S. S. Meclut..l

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he bent the other back until human
endurance could bear no more, and
with groan the mans muscles relaxed
and he fell heavily with Bowers on
top of him.
"Struck snag that time, didn't yer?"
he demanded, grimly, seating himself
on the others breast and holding his
wrists SO that he could not draw a
weapon.
"Letm up, blast yer!" was the sullen
reply as the man tried in vain to move.
Want ter get up? All right, pard.
Jest remember I've got gun agin yer
ribs, though, an if yer don't go allquiet
I'll let hole through yer!"
AS he spoke he arose and allowed the
man to do likewise, keeping a stout grip
on his collar Then he said, sternly:
go on where push yer. want ter
see yer face"
A short walk brought them to the
tent where Rider and Bowers slept, and
into this the latter conducted his pris-
oner and lita candle.
The light showed the face of man
about 80 years, with am expression of
ferocity which was revolving, but Bow
ers surveyed it with satisfaction as he
asked:
"Well, Mr.. Man, what made yer tackle
me? Hard up?"
Eyes"
The fellow gazed at him withholding
ly as he spoke.
II s'pose yer know could come pref
ty near hevin' yer hung fer this job?"
DO it, DYER, an don't talk about
it" was the prompt reply.
Bowers released his grip, produced a
bottle of liquor from his pocket and
held it toward his companion, saying:
"rake drink. You're man after
my own heart, you be. You an I kin
do business, guess. How would yer
like ter lay yer paws on a couple O.
hundred thou, all in dust an nuggets 2"
whats that yer saying?" replied the
man. wiping his mouth on his coat
sleeve as he lowered the bottle. care
yer maxim game of me or what the"
do I look like a chap that fooled ?"
snarled Bowers, angrily. ~ amt tibet
kind. know some chaps as has got a
few hundred pounds O. the yaller stuff
all dug, an if had two or three good
men they'd whack up the swag with
me-"
"I'm yer mani" exclaimed the other,
looking him full in the eye. II amt
scared of little blood. I'm desperate
and I'll join yer!"
'Know another good man we could
trust?" asked Bowers. "I've got a
white-livered cuss with me as I'm goin'
to cut loose from pretty quick. Three
will be plenty ter do the job"
"Plenty ter divide with, too. Why
can't we manage it between us?"
'Course we kim" said Bowers, "an'
the fewer in it the better. Two good
men is better'n twenty fer such job.
Will yer stick ter me, no matter what
happens?''
II never went back on chum yet"
was the prompt reply.
"All right. Now, what's yer name,
pard q"
"My names Turner"
"Wall, Turner, let's finish this Ticker
the fust thing"
1t did not take long to accomplish
this, and then Bowers said:
"I'll furnish the outfit an take yer
where the game is ter be played. You
git one-third of Their swag an git two
thirds. That's fair, amt it ?"
II can't kick on that"
GAIL right. Now We'll git some sleep
an to-morrer WE'LL see if thar's any
bosses ter be got. If hadn't been
chump I'd held on ter what brought
in with me when l Gomez
On the following day, however, he
took a different view Of the matter. It
would be impossible to start off on the
trip without arousing the suspicious of
Obed Rider, and Bowers decided that he
must be of the party.
"He's just the chap ter split on us if
we happened ter have scrimmage an
thar was any fuss here over it. I
dassent leave him behind. Well take
him an then he'll hev ter keep his
mouth shut when he's in the same boat
with u.s.
But after two days search he was
unable Is procure a single horse, so
great was the demand His gold was
running low besides, and at last he
dared not wait any longer. Each man
took as much provisions as he could
carry on his back, and, early one morn
ing, they started over the trail, armed
with rifles and revolvers.
When they had proceeded few miles
on their way, Bowers said:
"Now, pards, we're out fer big game
an we've got ter be mighty smart if
we want ter come out all right. We're
likely ter meet some o. the party we're
after any time. They can't tote all their
dust in on their backs an then thar's
that girl. They must hev bout enuff
by this time an they'll like enuff send
one o. the men ter Dyea after bosses
fer the gang. see?"
"Thats boss sense" replied Turner.
cWall," continued Bowers, 1--WE must
keep our eyes peeled that we don't let
ourselves be seen by any sech man.
It'll Spite everything If we do"