Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-02-26
( was weak with the fever and sank
! exhausted ON a stool.

I was weak with the fever and sank
exhausted on Il stool.
All Foo, trembling in every limb,
brought me a rifle standing in the hut.
II was one of the old Sniders and
would blow hole through a stone
wall Just in front was tall tree
stump, into which we had driven hooks
to tie our horses up. All Foo carried a
stool and placed 1t behind the tree, and
I dragged myself to it and sat down,
with the rifle resting on one of the
hooks.
Out in the open the policeman's body
hay motionless. and in the distance l
could see the black trooper catching his
masters horse.
had sat there for about ten minutes
when the boss and his party cantered
up.
Hello" he said Fever better?
What are you up to? kangaroo shoot
ing?' Then his eye travelled over the
open to the troopers body. Good
heavens! What's this you've done?" he
asked. l explained matters. THE cold
blooded scoundrel!" he said Wen
have to take him and send for the po-
lice" and he rode off to the hut
Flick" he called.
Hello said Flick from inside
What are you going to do?'
look here" said the boss sternly,
''your games up. You'll have to an
swer for this job. so come out of that
and give up
Flick's face appeared at the opening
in the iron wall that acted as win
dow, and he saw we all had him GOV
cred.
IAN right" said he. Come round to
the door an I'll open it, The boss dis
mounted and walked to the door, stand
ing waiting outside. Slowly the door
opened; then, without moments
warning, Flick bounded out, fred re-
volver point blank at the boss, and ran
for the BUSH We were taken so COM
pletely unawares that l was the only
man nearly ready. Sighting quick
along the barrel fired, and Flick spun
round and fell to the ground; but, al
most Immediately springing up, he
gained the shelter of clump of pan
danus bushes near at hand and disap-
peared.
In the meanwhile the boss had fallen
and lay across the threshold of the hut.
The excitement had given me strength,
and we all ran to him, picked him up
and laid him on the table in the hut.
He was shot in the left side, the bullet
having apparently gone straight
through him, coming out under the
shoulder.
Subsequently we found it had defect
ed on the ribs and run round, doing
him but little injury. While we were
attending 10 him the trooper was also
brought in. He was quite dead. being
SLOT through &c oOdy and head.
Night was now approaching, hut we
were all keen on revenge. l was GER
tain Flick could nct carry my Snider
bullet far. So, headed by the native
tracker, we started ON his trail. Here
and there a govt of blood showed the
fugitive was well hit. Through the
first clump of pandanus palms we fol-
lowed easily, every mans hand on trig
ger and alert Then came denser
clunp, and the blood gouts were bright
er in color Suddenly the tracker stiff
ened up and. pointing, cried, "Yowi.
boss, there" Those were his last
words.
"Curse you all"' snarl came out of
the bush, and as the revolver crack
echoed away the tracker sprang in the
air and fell on his face dead. In the
hurry Of the moment every one broke
for cover, leaving the body lying there.
Then bang! bang! bangt the shots
rang out into the bush as each man
fred away as fast as he could load.
Crack! came the answer back. the ball.
passing me unpleasantly close with a
vicious little zip. Guided by the shot,