The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1900-01-20

before. When the special pulled up to
the station and stopped, the agent told
the marshal of the arrival of the strar-
ger
That's our man. said the marshal.
and he Immediately surrounded the lit
tie wooden hotel, 1hich was called the
Palmer house. Then, having secured
the number of the strangers room, the
marshal and one of his men went up.
They tried the door; il was locked.
They knocked, and the man said:
Come in The marshal said he could
not, and asked the occupant of the
room 10 come out; and the man an
swered: "Wait till get my boots on"
for he loathed TO die half dressed.
Suddenly the door few open and the
hunted man leaped into the hall. Be
fore the marshal or his deputy could
raise a hand, the desperate man began
unloading a couple of rapid-fring six
/ shooters in the narrow hallway. The
/ two officers retreated. for the first shot
had Jared the hanging hall lamp out
and left them in the dark. Covered by
his own smoke, the desperate followed
the men down the stairs, and before
he had been missed he was already over
the back fence mounting his horse. The
horse was shot down by one of the
posse, and the desperate was compelled
TO foot it.
Leaving the desert lands. he headed
for the canyon. and AT dawn rested
where the trail touched the Green
river. Here he found a brush hut.
sheep-herder. and a rude rowboat on
the banks of the swollen stream.
Ferry ne over" said the stranger.
as the shepherd came yawning from
his hut
Not for your fleece, my buck-sheep."
said the boaiman; "yon rivers danger
GUS"
SOS this" said the man, Furnishing
his firearms. Ferry me over p. d.
O."
When the boat had reached the mid
die of the wild river the desperate
brought his gun out again and ordered
the boatman to head her downstream.
pointing out the way with his loaded
revolver. The terrified sheepman tried
to tell the fugitive that the river was
impossible, even at low water-that
little way down the Grand Joined the
Green, and the two. forming the Col
orado. went leaping, plunging, boiling
and churning through the Cataract
canyon, through which (the Indians
said no white man had passed and
lived. The hunted man only smiled
and twirled his pistol.
The two men would dash through
wild cataracts. over WITHDRAWING falls.
and the next hour their fragile boat
would be drifting silently between the
soft shaded walls that gave back, in
echo, the faintest ripple of water. or
the almost whispered words. few
though they were, that passed between
the two voyagers.
Suddenly they found themselves in
the canyon. driving down the raging
stream. Going over falls the boat was
driven against bowlder near the
shore. So violent had been the shock
that both men were cast upon a shelf
n the curve of the river unhurt.
The walls here rose thousands of feet
almost perpendicularly As the river
touched the wall above and below there
was no escape. The little resting-place
On which the two men found themselves
was filled with dr;ftwood. Hanging to
he rock that had wrecked them was
long rope that had been in the boat;
his the desperate fished out.
We'll build a raft said the outlaw.
lie made the sheepman carry cedar logs.
imbless and SCARED, cross-ties and
pieces of bridge timber that had drifted
or hundreds of miles down the mad
liver. and were gnawed like the hitch
ng post in front OF a country church.
When he had dashed a lot of these
ogether he told the sheepman to get
board, and the sheepman said he'd /
lie first.
"All right" said the smiling villain.
nd the wild report of his revolver
lied the canyon and went on and out
iAOuSH the canyons. numbering us
choes back TO the two men there in
he awful gorge. The bullet whirred {
asst the shepherds ear. /
Once more on the breast of the boil !
lg stream the men. now on the rude '
aft. were tempting fate. They lay a
at down, hanging to the ropes, some g
ines beneath. sometimes far above
he mad torrent; leaping from the e
rest of high falls. shooting rapids
nd creeping over awful cataracts. At y
ne end of an hour they emerged from n
ne narrow canyon and entered long
reich of deep green water, slowly t,
owing, sun-kissed and quiet. So still n
'emed the beautiful river that they r,
ere obliged to take markers on the h
lore to see if they really moved. Far +,
way. at the end of the stretch of
'aceful water, the river seemed to p
i'd. Across its path a wall rose, red
I'd high. The water. running over di
ID flowing down the face of the cliG, si