Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-02-21
CHAPTER XXI.

ana DV dawn he WAS once more lIol'
ting with the calm, close adhering seat
Of the cowboy.
He had planned to go to friends
house in the lower town, but with the
coming Of light and the blooming OF
the rose of the morning he resolved tc
ride directly to Barnetts. "My errand
is an honorable one he argued. why
should l sneak into cove"?'
The housemaid who let him into the
house smiled upon him in a most
friendly fashion We're glad to see
you, sir. Shall tell Mr. Barnett you
are here?"
81 wish you would, and tell him
wish no one but himself to know OF
my presence"
Barnett was in bed, with pot OF
coffee and some toast on stand by bis
side, reading the morning papers.
"Hello, old man." he called out when
the door was shut. I'm mighty glad
to see you, but don't know what to
do about you. What's the row, any
way? Have you come down to see
Amp
Raymond took chair near the bed
Not exactly, but Of course
II understand, and l don't blame
you. She came back from up there
looking like rose of Sharon. OF
course you haven't had breakfast
Have some coffee. Touch that bell FOL
me and we'll have something heartier.' .
Glow is Mrs. Barnett?'
Never better I've got her locked IL
there" He pointed at an inner door. 81
had an idea you were coming with i'm
portant news from the front. l don't
know about your being here; the PEG
pie have got you mixed up with Nun
no in this thing, and I've had the
devils own job to convince them other.
wise. I'm not a bit sure they won't
want to arrest you and hold you as a
hostage"
"That would be nice job"
"Wouldn't it? But they've lost their
heads completely. You see, these red
neckers' hit us on weak spot-they
broke loose just as we were trying to
float our biggest issue of stock an;
fattened out every deal till it look
like square yard Of nothing. Natural
~ we're all red headed Us woodpeck
ers, and we're going to open thess
mines. We've got to open them or G,
broke. BY the way, when did yo'
come to town."
This minute"
"Ride! In this stormv' He rose or
his elbow to survey him. "Great Scott
man, threw Off those horrible boots and
put ON some dry socks and some slip
pers! Tumble the things out Of that
bottom drawer; you'll find all kinds
there"
In the end he had his way, and so in
warm, dry footwear and smoking
Jacket the young miner ate his steak
and drank his coffee while his host
looked on and commented on his looks
''You've taken a hand to the plow
haven't you? That fist is wonder
And you've really struck it? Well, Tn
glad of 1t. But you want to watch
Curran. I'm told he's been to every
lawyer in town with your papers in the
attempt to break your grip on that
VEIN"
Eve are not worrying" replied Ray.
mond.
When he had quite finished, Barnett
said, "Well, now, Rob, what about it?"
Raymond was equally direct. "I'm
here to try to persuade you not to send
the sheriff and his men up the canyon"
"Whom do you represent, the union?"
''In way, yes. I have letter to
you, and l come on behalf Of the indie
pendents, who don't want to see blood
shed. There'll be horrible mixup,
Don, sure thing, unless your fellows are
headed off. Munro's cowboys and des-
peradoes will fight; don't make any
mistake about that"
"Who is this man MunroT'
Raymond looked at his friend stess
lily. don, the time has com111o tell
you something, but it's secret!' His
voice ended in rising infection. ut
concerns only you and me-for the
present"
Barnett reached out his hand. call
right, old man."
Munro is really Jackson Hollenbeck.
We were classmates and roommates
at West Point Do you remember read
ing some eight or nine years ago of a
group Of six cadets being dismissed for
hazing and INSTRUMENTATION? I don't
suppose you do, but was one Of that
gang. Jack was another. We weren't
SO bad as we were represented, but
they fired us all the same. I lost all
track of Hollie, as we called him then"
$50 that's where Munro gets his mill
tary training, and his real name is
Hollenbeck." He smiled slyly. What's
yours?"
ooh, mine is straight. l never tried
to conceal my identity. I'm Robert
Huston Raymond Of Ohio, the man that
'swatted' his superior and got busted
for it. Since then I've lived a COM
monplace life"
what was it all about? I never ask
ed any questions before, but I'd like to
know all about it,
THAT'S about all of 1t. was rest
less young cub and hated discipline,
but that's Of no value. What Is impor-
tant is this = Jack Munro's military
training is being felt. Now, you
mustn't ask me single question as to
conditions up there. I'm going back,