Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1902-07-25

turned to fire. jumped around and
let him have it. AS he reeled and fell
l shot him again in the back. Then
l walked up to his PROSTATE body and
shot him in the head"
"But you needn't have killed
Breece."
IL had to" said Tracy. "The news
papers have got the wrong story about
that fight. 1 told Breeze to fling
down his gun. In a second we were
locked in each others arms. We strug-
gied for barely q moment, when
raised my revolver and shot him. The
men with us then started to rum"
By this time the house was we'll
surrounded by guards. Tracy, how
ever, showed no nervousness. His
rifle still rested in the corner of the
dining room. He kept his revolver by
him.
"We can wait here until it is dark"
remarked Tracy, as they rose from
the table, "then we will walk down
the track together. l will 60 with you
As far IS Renton. 1t will be nice
moonlight walk and in very pleasant
company" with bow to Miss Baker.
"Well. 1 don't know" she replied.
"It won't be very pleasant if deputies
are shooting at u.s."
"But l will be SAFE" said Tracy,
jestingly. "The ladies will have to
form Gordon around me. You would
do that for me, wouldn't your"
"Oh, sure" said Miss Baker, "we
would like to get killed for you'll
don't think"
Tracy then spoke about his crude
efforts at making bread, and asked
Mrs. Gerrells number of questions
about the proper methods. She ex-
planned things to him.
"Why don't you take your wife in
Portland along with your" said Mrs.
Mckinney. "she could do the cook.
ing"
"The girl whom the police are
watching in Portland" said the mur.
derer with impressive earnestness, "is
not my wife. She is the sister of Dave
Merrill. Her family are not treating
her right. I took pity on her. !
couldn't stand by and see woman
get the rough end of life. l cared fol-
her. She was sick. sent her money
so she could get t.proper attention. She
never got the money until l found out
that it was being held back. Then
had to send it through third person
No man could stand aside and see q
woman badly treated. know
couldn't and 1 don't suppose 1 would
stand very high among most people
That's all there is to that story"
"By the way" said Tracy, few
moments later, al liked the graham
bread We had at dinner. 1 wish
knew how to make it,"
"Oh, DEAR" said Miss Baker, q" 1 feel
tired of staying in the house oil day
and doing nothing. Can't we 60 out?'
"You bet not" said Tracy. "Do
you dancer"
Yes" said Miss Baker, / like to
dance-sometimes."
"Does anyone here play~ ques.
toned the murderer.
"But why do you askF exclaimed
Mrs. Mckinney.
"Why, thought we might have q
little music and Miss Baker and my.
self could take turn or two around
the room," said Tracy, with great
sanefroid.
At that moment every outlet OF es
cape seemed blocked. The posse was
scattered on all sides of the house
Tracy never lost his nerve. A man
approached the door and knocked
loudly. Tracy took Miss Baker and
Mrs. Mckinney into the kitchen with
him. Mrs. Gerrils was left to answer
the deputy. The latter was Renton
butcher. =
"Is Tracy in here?" he asked. The
man refused to take no for an answer
and walked into the house. He went
as far as the door into the kitchen
which was half-open. Tracy had re-
treated through the back door. He
stood with it half open. The outlaw
could see the deputy without being
seen. Tracy's revolver was pointed
straight At Miss Bakers heart. An
derson sat dejectedly in chair on the
porch behind the convict
"Is Tracy in here then?" asked the
deputy.
"What would Tracy be doing here?'
asked Miss Baker scornfully. Ths
murderer could see every expression or
her face, and she dared not give th'
intruder any hint. The deputy wen
away, baffled.
The general gayety of the converse
tion had been interrupted. The party
in the house talked for some time re
garding the posse until somehow th'
question OF drink came up.
Liquor" said Tracy, is danger
Gus thing. 1t should be avoided.
am glad to say have never beer
drunk. A man like myself dare no
touch the stuff. 1t dulls the brain
It's almost curse to humanity"
"What nationality are your" h
| osLoJ Mrs McKiuuey in an effort [,