The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-10-03

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struggled along on foot, sweating and
dusty and hoarsely articulate. A little
farther on and 1t was lost to sight In q
thicketed dip Of the road. Out Of this
black shadow buggy after buggy fash
| ed to show in the red dusk that lay on
the treeless hillside beyond. On the
mob's either flank, but keeping well
out of the reach of their elders, skunk
and skulked the village urchins.
Looks as if all Antioch was here to-
night" commented McClintock grimly.
so much the better for us. Surely
they are not all gone mad" answered
the doctor.
Il wouldn't give button for his
chances
The doctor drove recklessly into the
crowd, which scattered to the right and
left.
McClintock. bending low, scanned the
faces which were raised toward them.
The whole townships here. don't
know one In ten," he said, straighten-
ingsup.
II wish | could manage to run over
7.
AS they neared the forks of the road
DR.. Emory pulled in his horses. A
heavy farm wagon blocked the way,
and the driver was stolidly Indifferent
alike to his entreaties and to Nc
Clintock's threat to break his head for
him If he didn't move ON. They were
still shouting ut him when a savage
a. 70 Of
those in advance. The murderer was
being brought in from the east road.
The brutes!' muttered the doctor,
and he turned heplessly to McClin-
took. What are we going to do?
What can we dol'
BY way of answer McCllntock stood
up.
Il wish ! could see jim"
But Jim had taken the west road
three hours before and was driving to-
ward Barrow's Sawmills as fast as
McElroy's best team could take him.
When he reached there it was enough
to make ones blood run cold to hear
the good man curse.
You wait here, DOCTOR" cried Nc
Clintock. You can't get past, and
they seem to be coming this way now"
Look out for yourself, Milt."
Never fear for me-
He jumped down into the dusty,
trampled road and foot by foot fought
his way forward
AS he had said, those in front were
| turning back. The result was a hor-
,,i1 So,
struggling to get within sight of the
murderer. A drunken man at Nc
Clintock's elbow was shouting, Lynch
him. at the top of his lungs.
The master mechanic wrenched an
arm free and struck at him with the
fiat of his hand. The man appeared
surprised. but not at all angry. He
merely wiped the blood from his lips
and asked in an injured tone, which
conveyed mild reproof: "What did
you want to do that for? l don't know
you" And as he sought to maintain
his place ut McClintock's side he kept
repeating: Say, neighbor, don't know
you. You certainly got the advantage
| of me-"
Soon McClintock was III the very
| thic,; oi -" mob, and then he saw the
captive. Ills hands were bound, and
he was tied With ropes to the front
seat of buc.board drawn by two jad-
ed horses. Hi captors were three iron
jawed, hard faced countrymen. They
were armed with shotguns and were
enjoying their splendid triumph to the
full
Aee'Ent9ek gave only one look at the
prisoner. An agony of fear was on
him. The collar of his shirt was stiff
with blood from a wounded face. His
hat was gone. and his coat was torn.
Scared and wondering, his eyes shifted
uneasily over the crowd
But the one look sufficed McClintock,
and he lost all interest in the scene.
There would be no lynching that
night, for the man was not Roger Oak
ley. Further than that he was gray
haired and burly. He was as unlike
the old convict as one man could we'll
be unlike another
Suddenly the cry was raised at amt
him. You fellows got the wrong manw
| The cry was taken up and banded
back down the road. The mob drew
great, free breath OF rejoicing. 1t be-
came good ratured with noisy hilar-
| ty. The iron jawed countrymen glanced
around sheepishly.
you are sure about thati' one IN
quired. HE answers the description
all right"
1t was hard TO have to abandon the
idea Of the rewards. What have you
been doing to himY' asked half dozen
voices in chorus. They felt friendly
interest in the poor bound wretch in
the blackboard. Perhaps. too. they
were grateful to him because he was
the wrong man.
"Oh. nothing much," uneasily, "only
he put up good fight"
"Of course he did. He didn't want
to be hanged!' And there was good
natured roar from the crowd. Already
those nearest the prisoner were reach
| s,r, m fo fhrow off the r0nas that