Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1904-05-05

being forced into his prison chamber
from beneath. Who could it be?
Darrell" came kissing whisper.
"Yes?" he returned, in undertone
'If you would save your life you
have not a moment to spare. The
marshal has been lured away and made
a prisoner and there Is nothing to
prevent Sturgis' friends from wrealling
their vengeance on you. There are a
lot of them at Hawkbili's now, getting
ready. The guards posted by the mar
shal are in sympathy with them and
listen!" The voice broke off, trem-
ulous with excitement. "Do you hear
anything They may be coming thia
minute"
No returned Darrell, after o mo
ment, its the watchers outside that
you hear. In the first place, who are
you?"
THE man whose life and honor you
saved at Hawkbills."
How have you been able to come to
me?"
Through one of the drifts from the
Ia
dig out few feet of earth in order
to come up directly under this build
ing-but it has taken hours and every
hour seemed an age. ] was afraid |
should not be in time. God knows I
could not abandon you after what you
have done for me-"
"Sturg.s' friends would take the law
-, ,.~fv .
"They intend TO lynch you"
For a crime did not commit" sup
plemented Darrel.
The doctor found the bullet that
! killed Sturgis and it's As. The re-
volver taken from you by the marshal
was also a 10 and one shell was
| empty"
"Who is the dOctOr?"
"An eastern man and one of the
sanest and best men in the camp. He
has implored the mob to let the law
| take its course. but no one would listen
to him But there's no time for talk.
You can drop into the tunnel through
this hole | have dug, reach the creek
and get to point below the camp un-
there saddled, bridled and ready.
Come, you must hurry"
There was not little feeling mani
tested in barrels voice as he an
swered:
you have done a good deal for me
and | appreciate it, You do not think
killed Sturgis?"
Il haven't stopped to think very
much about it. 1t would be no more
than natural supposition after that
row in wkbills-that row on my
account"
well, I'm innocent of murder, but
circumstances have got grip ON me
and | shall avail myself of the means
of escape which you offer. l can't
take your horse though That would
throw suspicion on you"
How will you get out of the coun-
try?"
with any kind of start you can
trust me for that Go back through
the tunnel, take your horse away and
get to your lodging place. | am much
obliged to you for the interest you
have taken in me. Some time | shall
hope to repay you"
Il am already repaid But | think
you should take the horse"
NO"
"You won't be long in coming?"
"Not long"
"Good-by. then, and good luck to
you. Your word that you did not kill
Sturgis is enough for me-"
THANK you Good-by and don't
forget that promise"
God knows have cause to remem-
Der it" came back in a husky whisper
Darrell listened while the young man
lowered himself into the tunnel and
retreated beyond earshot in the direc-
tion of the creek. Then, taking a note
book and pencil from his pocket, Dar-
rel wrote few lines, his pencil point
cropping over the small page in the
dark.
MIR. Darrell regrets that circum-
stances over which he has no control
compel him to postpone indefinitely
| his meeting with Mr.. Murgatroyd. He
begs to assure Mr.. Murgatroyd, how
ever, that the meeting is simply de-
ferred and not abandoned"
Tearing out the sheet on which he
had penciled this message, Darrell left
it on the table.