The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1901-02-07
Bulldog Carney.
ByW. A. Fraser.
Copyright, 1900, by w. A. Fraser.


glamour OF many tin lamps, the smOk
| from which mingled with the odorifer
GUS steam of frying pork and filed tn
big tent with soft, summerlike haze.
Looked at from some angles Carne,
was just the man to go after the slaye
of Whisky" Sanderson. He was /,
big, powerful man, as big as the on'
they were after He could handle
pearl" his big revolver, with dex
terity that commanded universal re
spect. Long since he had filed away
the sights, and when 1t was necessary
to place several bullets In limited
time he famed his gun-turned II
into miniature Calling.
Sometimes the police were hot on his
trail as leader of big whisky outfit
and sometimes he was on their side
fighting shoulder to shoulder to put
down some tough gang. He didn't ap
prove of toughness as pastime.
BE gentlemen" he used to say,
Gentlemen can't work, and gentlemen
must have money, but don't be tough
for the fun Of the thing. There Is no
fun In It."
When "Lanky" Ball explained to him
what be was wanted for and that there
was reward of $500, half of which he
would get II they captured the man
who did the job, he replied: Cert, I'll
60, for I'm gettin stale here. The
games ahead of me here, and nesd a
stake to start In again"
They rode out ten miles that night SO
that they would be sure to have an
early start on the trail next morning.
Over their pipes between grub pile"
and blanket time" they drifted on to
the subject of the dead man and Anvil
! Santley.
"I'll bet you an even $780," said Car
hey, that Santley didn't do this Job.
| I've got good cause to have a down on
him myself, for I've got his signature
across the bridge Of my nose, where
his big sprawlin English fist caught me
unawareB one night. But he'll show
my trademark right enough every time
he parts his hair" he added by way of
vindicating his outraged honor. "for
carved his lofty brow for him, and If
his skull hadn't been SO thick perhaps
we wouldn't be chasin him now. All
the same he's not the sort to lay man
out for the fun Of the thing. He never
had any dealin with Whisky Sander
son, for he wasn't in the know. He
was all right for sport, but the boys
hadn't any use for him when they were
runnin the STUFF I'M
"I'l just go you fifty, Carney" said
the corporal. 1.-THE old man doesn't
make many mistakes, and If we can
get to the second crossin of the river
before Santley we'll bring back the
man that laid Sanderson out"
Its bet, them" said Carney. and
there was queer smile about the reg
ular lips set 80 firmly In the square
jaw.
Then they Clipped in with their two
blankets and slept under one cover.
back to back, with their feet toward
the small smoldering campfire; slept
soundly, as just men should-"Bulldog'
Carney. gambler, whisky smuggler and
special constable, and "Lanky" Ball
plain corporal in the N. w. M
He's ahead of u.s." said Carney az
they galloped side by side the next
day. II picked up some tracks back
there, and here they are again. He
doesn't seem to be In any hurry
though, for, accordin to his tracks. his
cayuse has been takin 1t pretty EASY"
That afternoon when they struck the
crossing they couldn't find anybodv
who had taken Santley across the
river.
He must be on this side somewhere
YET said the corporal. IF you stop
mere and watch the crossin. I'll trv
ana look him up on this side. He'll he
about some OF the gamblin dives like
ly."
He looked him up. He found him
IN the queens name he was made prts-
oner. Santley laughed when the cor
porai told him he was wanted for muir
der.
It's some blawsted debt, 1 fancy"
be said. and the murder racket ia only
blind. but I'll go all the same. Pm
half sorry | left the beastly hole any,
way, It's SO beastly slow down this
way"
when they came back to the cross
ng, Carney was gone-gone, cayuse
IND all-over the river. He had given
he ferryman $50 to take him across
% the ferryman told the corporal.
HES queer fish," said the boat
nan. Il didn't want to cross till the
morning, but he got me down there by
he boat and gave me my choice be-
ween 500 and plug of lead from that
'un he spun around on his forefinger."
Inc corporal was dumfounded. "Its
evilish queer" he muttered, .'but or
ers are orders, and I've got my man.
nd don't see as I've any call to 60
iter THIS crook" And he thought of
earl and Carney's beautiful marks
,anship and various matters and went
noughtfully back to Golden with his
"Lanky" Ball had a good head for
Deying orders, which is a good thing
Or a corporal to have, but he hadn't
auch Of a head for solving tust snch
ropiems as this, which was perhans
ood also. Perhaps that was whv he
as corporal after 20 years of service
III bet you so cases that sRu,,doc,