The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-02-08

e1S1kDLSW was fighting hand and now, e
MwS men who hung upon him shouted directions air
M WgZNf to each other, and stroye short
'JSS[S hairy devil who would not curb The third
GeJY man howled. His finger was between
: ga JAMS teeth
Quit yer tantrlIms jan an ease upr' painted
As Red Bill, getting a strange hold on JAMS neck
why earth can't yeh hang decent and peace
abie2 But Jan kept his grip the third finger
and pans.
''Youah no gentleman. subj" reproved Mr.. Taylor.
MS body following his finger. and endeavoring to
poaate itself to every jerk of JAMS head You hev
killed Mistah Gordon brave honorable gentle
man as ever hit the trail aftah the dogs Youah
derah, sub, without honah."
AN yer comrade,' broke in Red Bill IF you
was, you'd hang 'thout rampin' roarin Come
on. Jan. there's good fellow Don't give us no more
trouble. Jes' quit an Wen hang yeh handy
an be it
STEADY. all" Lawson the saiorman bawled Jam
his head into the bean pot batten down"
But my fingah. suh." Mr.. Taylor protested.
Lego with y'r finger them Always in the way!"
But / can't. Mstah Lawson. It's in the critters
Eulet and nigh chewed off asst is"
Stand by for staysr AS Lawson gave the warning
Jan half lifted himself, the struggling quartet
iioundere across the tent into middle of furs and
blankets. In its passage body man,
who lay motionless. bleeding from a bullet
neck
All this was because of the madness which had
upon Jan-the madness which comes upon a
has stripped raw skin of earth and groveled long
in primal nakedness and before whose eyes
fat wales of the home
the Whit hay and grass and flower and new-urned
sell Through five frgid years had the
Stuart River Forty Mile Circle City, Koyokuk Kotze
bue, had marked his bleak strenuous agriculture,
and now it was Nome that bore the harvest-not the
Nome of golden beaches and ruby sands but the Nome
OF 81. before Anvil City located Edorado
organized. John Gordon Yankee. should
known better. But he passed the sharp time
when JAMS boodshot eyes teeth gritted
torment And because of this there was the smell OF
saltpetre in the tent. lay quietly while
other fought like rat. refused hang
in the decent and peaceable suggested his
comrades
IF you will allow me. NIistah Lawson befoah we go
further in this rumpus, would it wah good idea
TO this hyer varmints teeth Neither
bite off will he let He has the wisdom
sarpint suh the wisdom o sarpint.'
"Lemme get the Ratchet himr' vociferated
sailor 'Iemme get the hatchetT' He showed
teeth fulerum. Jan held and breathed through
his snorting like a grampus STEADY. al Now
she takes it,"
Thank you. sub: it is powerful relief"
wildly waving legs
But Jan upreared his Berserker rage; bleeding,
frohing. cursing five thaing into sudden
hell They swayed backward and forward, painted,
sweated like cyelopean, many-legged
ing from deeps. sush lamp went
drowned n midday twilight scarce
percolated through the dirty canvas of the tent
For the love Of Gawd, Jan, get yer senses back"
pleaded Red BILL eve amt goin' to hurt yeh r kill
yeh, r anythin of that sort. Jes TO hang yeh
that's all. an you a-messin rampagin
then bein treated this Wouldn't bleeve it OF
yeh. JAM He's got too much steerage way. Grab holt
his legs, Taylor. and heave IN overr'
Yes. sub, Mstah you press youah
weight above after I give the word
The Kentuckian CROPPED about him n the
darkness. Now, sub, is accepted timer
There surge, a of a OF
human flesh tottered and crashed to its fail against
the tent coapsing, the battle in its
folds.