Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1905-06-16
WICKLY'S WOODS
BY II. W. TAYLOR
BY n. w. TAYLOR

Aine un stan n-yur en- front Nv yuh,
un they CANT see yuh quite so plain. It's
the biggest crowd I've seed h-yur senst
the He'd Line run against the Niger
Baby, I'm beat 'erI Whur do all them
slick lookin' fellers live at, l wonder ?
liant ut funny at youh don't know no.
body, barly. when you git up over um
thlsaway un look down at UNI? WHY. |
SCARCELY knowed old Coon. Redden. They
all looked the cuerstest!"
Lazy scarcely heard a word of the
running comments of the young Doc
DiKes. The carriage was drawn up at
,he renee, about sixty feet from the north
uoor OF the court house, and she could
See hr. MASON sitting there calmly, with
a surglng' roaring throng of armed ,men
all ABOUT him. Inside the court house
YARD. the crowd was so dense that mer
could scarcely move about, and their red
n heated faces all looked strained. ok.
cited and threatening.
Not a word could be distinguished IN
the roar of loud and vehement disnp+o-
ION tnat seemed to be going on. Now
mere was a rush of the buzzing mass
toward some distant point. and the ex-
CARNATIONS, Fight" "Fight!' could he
heard. Then the crowd would settle
BACK and the roar of excited voices 20 on
again as before. Once the keen, loud
report OF a rifle caused the crowd tc
stream round the Two sides of the court
mouse. But presently the refux of the
tide set in, and swept them all back
again. What a strange spectacle This
wiid, hot, angry, roaring crowd, pushing
'nis way and that, and filling the summer
AIR with the roar of their voices. and vet
remaining a riddle to the lockers on-so
iar rs anything that was thought or said
or done, WIS concerned.
halnt much satisfaction a lookup
thisaway"' the young Doc said. lyon
CANT tell nothun at they're sayun ur a
do-un, no moren eff you was acrost on
h-yan side Il the river"
But at this moment the tall form If
Coonrod Redden was seen tn ola M
to the top board of the court house fence
Llssun! Lissun! Shet up your talk
un! Noonrod's II go-nn to make a speech.
Lissun! Lissun" were the numerous ex-
carnations under which the roar died
away In a swift ~diminuendo, and perfect
silence prevailed.
Gen-tuh-men!" began the old Hoosier,
with a short jerk of his left forearm
ana extended palm, forward and to, tile
left, and then back to his side again
we've cum h-yur to en-quar ento some
thengs cawn-cern-un NV the Sandtowp
FARMERS Bank, un nallso cawncernun NV
a lot an moggijis Nv ourn at wair hilt by
the Farmbers' Bank, when hit busted.
Iham moggijis have ben foreclosed. un
the lan's gut to be sole to-day. They
haint no gittun o u that. Hits the law.
Tn the laws gut to be inforced. But
we know at somebody's ben a tryun to
git the best Nv urse Sandtown farmbers."
Angry and threatening looks are here
directed toward the carriage in which
Mr.. Mason sits, calm and unmoved, save
perhaps that slight pallor of the face
which betokens the greatest determine
ton, the most unfaltering purpose.
Not alone threatening looks. There is
a low growl that seems to come from
the circumference towards the center of
the throng, stirring it in an inconceivable
manner, as if the growl emanated from a
sudden concentric earth-wave that i'm
parted its sound and it's undulatory move.
ment to each individual of the vast mass.
"Jist keep kline uh qui-ut, men. We
don't wawnt no furse'n h-yur, lemmy
tell yuh!" He looked round over the
crowd as he spoke, and then glanced
covertly back into the carriage.
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