Kansas agitator. [volume] (Garnett, Kan.) 1890-1905, 1904-10-07
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about five years ago was staying
in little town on the Pacific coast,
partly for health and partly for pleas
IRE, and it was there l first made the
acquaintance of Tom Chatlern. Tom
was a great favorite in the neighbor-
hood, as his face, form and manners
were irreproachable, and we soon be-
came fast friends. We were called
the twins by the wits of the town, for
we we're inseparable, and many lone
ly night we spent together, camped on
the hillside under the twinkling stars.
But Tom had buried past, and no
matter how jovial he was he would
never speak of his early life, so l
concluded he had suffered some bitter
disappointment and had buried him
self away from civilization in the rude
but hospitable west.
HE was, like many others, very
susceptible to female charms, and was
or was reputed to be-in love with
Eva Liston, the daughter of the sheriff
of the county one of the greatest OF
thief hunters known, but his daughter
was his opposite in every way, and
was the fairest and sweetest girl on
the shores of the Pacific
zone morning / shouldered my rifle
ana sauntered down the principal
street of the town, on my way to seek
Chatlern, who was to accompany me
on a days shooting. | had not pro-
ceeded far before met the object of
my search, who rushed up and said,
hurriedly:
81 can't go to-day, Jim. l have re-
ceived some news about family affairs
that has staggered me completely. I'm
awfully sorry, but | really don't feel
fit to go out. Good-by and pleasant
days sport
81 watched his retreating form as
he dashed up the street, and then
slowly paced along wondering what
could disturb a man usually so cool
and confident, but soon gave up sur
missing and started for the hills intend
ing to make the best of bad mat
ter and spend as good day as pos
sible.
1T was singularly unlucky day,
for I could not get within range OF
anything large, so with curse at my
ill luck | made tracks for the town
early in the evening. | did not tell
you that the town was situated on
rocky coast, whose shores were pre-
cipitous and dangerous in the extreme,
especially near the town; in fact, no
vessel save skiffs and small boats dare
run the gauntlet into the little shell
tered bay inside the breakers.
"As l approached the town I felt
a little sheepish at returning so
early, and empty-handed to boot; so
determined to take stroll by the
shore until night fell, when could slip
unnoticed home. l struck down by
the shore road, but soon quickened my
pace, for I observed a crowd running
in the direction Of the Black Rocks,
the most dangerous point on the whole
coast, and | Immediately concluded
that some wayfarer had fallen over
the rocks and was dashed to pieces
below. l rushed up GREATNESS and
saw them gazing into the roaring sea
hundreds of feet below, straining their
eyes to catch a glimpse of some object
beneath.
"'He has escaped! roared a big,
burly man whom l recognized as the
sheriff but, by heaven, he shall never
leave there alive! Would revolver
reach him, I wonder?' and, throwing
himself down, he crept to the edge
of the cliff and fired several shots to-
ward the sea.
"'Missed! he growled as he wiped