Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-11-21
CHAPTER (Continued)


of the su denly Lifted strain
SSaa at the averted sioo, ing rs II was o,
saStheir enjoyment Of t,c farce. Simpson.
NIX relieved of the fear OF sudden death
sA now sought to put better face on his
# cowardice. Now that his enemy was
M well out Of sight. Simpson handled Ei>
# revolver with easy assurance.
@& Put ut up" shouted Costigan above
VII the general uproar. "'Tis tonne to fear
Is revolver in the hands as Simpson
N3 Whin he's no int in sions av shOotin'.''
# Simpson then attempted to haranyua
as@ the crowd, but his voice was lost in
the general thigh slapping and the
II shouts and rOars that showed no signs
u Of abating. He skunk away from them
to a corner Of the eating house, feeling
3 the stigma Of their contempt. yet afraid
to go out into TIE street, where his Ell
vemy might he waiting for him, Much
of death and blood and recklessness
'"fown' had seen and condoned, but
cowHr.lice was the unforgivahle sin.
1t balked the rude justice of these from
tiersmen and tampered With their code,
and Simpson knew that the game had
gone against him.
What was it all about? Were they
in earnest or was it only their way OF
amusing themselves!' inquired Mary
Carmichael. who had Slipped into Mrs.
Clark's Kitchen after the men at the
table had taken things in hand
Jim Rodncy was in earnest, an he
had reason TO hr That man Simpson
waS pad hy IL catt1e outtit-noW, mind,
] amt ~ayin which to get lin Rod
ney's sheep off the range. They had
threatened him and cut the tbroats
of 200 Of his herd as warning, but
Jim went right Oh giaZin' EN-. same
as he had always been in the habit OF
doing Well, I'm told they up and
! ma keS Simpson an offer to get rid of
the sheep Jim has over 5000 an it's
just before lambing, and them pore
ewes. all heavy, is being tiruv dow!
to Watson.s shearng pens. that .jli.
always shears at. Jim an two herd
ers and Il couple of dawgs-least th :;
is the Way | heard it's drivin =.
easy. cause. as | said before. its 1.
before lambing II does now sec
lambing. but that's their Way out hol
well. nothing happens. and Jim alt
more'n iva hours from the pens Il
he coil:rs -, that place on the 70.
that branches out over the top Of
canyon, an lhere some one springs o.
of a clump of willows an dashes in
the herd and drives the wether that
leading right over the elf. The leas
ers begin to follow that we,her, II.
they 60 right over the elf, ike II
pore fools thet are. The herter t.t
and t.icl 10 drive cm back. they
me an he an the dawg We're shot
from the cluMp of willows hy soi
one else who WAS there. Three hii.
dred sheep had gone over the G.
before Jim knew What WAS happ"nin:
He rode like mad right through IT,
herd to Try am! head 'cn off. but 20,
know What sheep is !ike-they're IL
lost souls he;idin for damnation. No.:
ing can stop 'enl when they're one
started, ANA Jim lost every hea
Started for the shea ing pens Il ri
man rich for Jim an seen ever
thing he had swept away hefore l.
eyes. his wife AN children made pa;
perS.
My son come up and found him
He said that Jim was sitlin' hlhidlct.
up in heap. his knees drawed up un
der his chin. Starin' straight up int
the noonday sky, same as II he was
askn' God how he could be so cruel
His dead dawg. that they had shot
was by the side of him. The herder
that was with Jim had taken the one
that was shot into Watsons, 80 when
my son found Jim he was alone, sittin'
ON the edge of the cliff with his dead
dawg. an the sky about was black
with buzzards. an Jim he just sat an
stared up at 'em, an when my sol
spoke to him he never answered amy
more than dead man. He shuck him
by the arm. but Jim Just sat there.
watchn' the sun, the buZzards an the
dead sheep"
WAS nothing done to this man Smp
son?'
1.-The cattle outfit that he done the
dirty work for swore an aibi for him.
Jim has been in hard luck ever since.
But, Lord, who can blame him? He
got into some trouble down to Raw
lns-shst man he thought was with
Simpson. but who wasn't-and he's
been in jail ever since. Course. now
that he's out, Simpsons bound to get
peppered. Glad it didn't happen here
though. 'Twould be kind of un-
pleasant thing to have connected with
eatin' house. Don't you think so:"
she inquired, with the grim philosophy
Of the country.
The eating house patrons had gone
their several ways, and the quiet Of
the dining room was oppressive by con-
trast with its late boisterousness Mrs.
Clark her hands imprisoned IN bread
dough- begged Mary to look over the
screen door and see if anything was
happening. I'm always suspicious
when lis quiet. know they're in
6pvil1rC nf Snma Sort -