The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1905-01-23
DESERVING A FEUD.

The chief of the secret service sat in
his Office late Friday one afternoon and
slowly read a long, legal looking docu-
menti frOwning now and then and
kicking tattoo on the polished side
of his mahogany desk.
At length he stuffed the paper into a
pigeonhole, and starting out of his
chair paced up and down the room
deep in thought.
At last he reseated himself at the
desk and pressed an electric button, at
| which a small door hidden. by tapes
try few open and a man in the grey
uniform Of the Washington district po-
lice stepped quickly into the room.
This was Frank Peyton of the Sc
creti service, now wearing the uniform
| of an officer for reasons best known to
| the chief and himself, but not actually
in the service of the district police.
"Peyton," said the chief, ..I have re-
ceiVed a report from our agent at Jas
par's Gap, Tenn. 1t contains a long
list of grievances from the revenue Of
ficer of that region concerning band
of moonshiners who infest the noun
tains and openly defy the law.
Now want you to advice me as to
whom shall send there. for want
one .of our men unknown to either our
agent or the authorities, to ingratiate
himself with that gang Who would
you recommend?
.Ramsdale," came the answer quick
as a flash. .-l#
s"To be sure" cried the chief, delight
ed. "That's the very man. Go and
bring him here at once, Peyton.''
Peyton left the room, and in few
minutes returned with a young man in
civilians attire. blond, handsome and
nonchalant. He wore silver chain
around his neck, next to his body.
From its links hung the Silver Grey
hound of the secret service. &,
assRamsdale,'' said the chief, you will
leave at midnight for Jaspar's Gap,
/, Tenn. A band of nloonshiners is ter
rorizing the mountain district. and
must be captured. Here are your cree
dentials, but you will make yourself
known to no one, not even to our men
about there, until you have your men
Efast. Here is check for your expenses.
Wire me at Nashville IL you need more.
You know the cipher That's ALL"
The chief turned YEARLY to his desk,
and Ramsdale went indifferently to his
hotel. packed his grip. dropped into
the bank, cashed his check and bought
a ticket like any other passenger for
the day coach of the limited.
| At - O'clock that night he stood on
the station platform, and was soon
whirling merrily toward Nashville and
to danger, perhaps to death! But dam
ger and death are but the daily COM
panions of those who follow in the
path Of the Silver Greyhound.
"Pass the swig around! that's right!
Here's to the damnation Of the revenue
hounds, What, don't you want anoth-
ed drink, Spindles n 4.
| Nope, not tonight" said Spindles
\ lazily, and then he added: Guess I'll
take stroll, fellows" and went out OF
/ the shanty.
"Spindles gone ter meet his sweet
heart" said one of the gang, and all
the others guffawed loudly. There were
Item OF them, big, brawny desperadoes
of the southern mountain type.
| Spindles had come but lately among
them. and was younger and more gem
Itlemanly although he aid not swear
4 fearfully and could hit mark at long
range with his six-shooter better than
any Of them. At times they were sus-
picious Of him, yet he was a greater
! favorite on account of his ready fists.
Moreover, he was the pet and especial
property OF Diamond, the real ruler Of
these wild subjects-little Diamond,
whose father had been their leader and
had. died while she was yet a mere
Infant.
Meanwhile Spindles. so called on ac-
count Of his slim shape, was standing
on the mountain side, but not alone,
/ for a girls arms We're around his neck
and a girl was telling him in fright
ened whispers how she had been fol-
lowed up the mountains and had seen
a long, shadow, which looked like a
body OF men crawling slowly toward
the sf1anty.
/ She made beautiful picture as she
stood there in her lovers arms, not
very tall, but graceful and childish,
with great, deep brown curls, which
fell in masses all over and around her
flushed face. Underneath her clear
forehead great blue eyes peeped shad-
owed by delicately arched iashes.
| Her nose was small and slightly re-
trousse, dimples played in her cheeks
and her mouth sparkled with the CLEAN
of pure white teeth as she talked In
her patois of the mountains, earnest
land almost terrified. Men had said
that Diamond was beautiful, and they
had not lied Y.f
she begged her lover to flee while
there was yet time, but even as he
/ opened his lips to answer her a score
of figures emerged from the gloom and
stopped just the other side of the huge
boulder behind which they stood. In an
ecstasy of terror the girl chung franti-
caliy to him, smothering her sobs
| against his breast,
Spindles felt in his pocket for his re-
volver, and with one hand Srasping
the weapon and holding the girl close
with the other he waited further de-