Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1906-10-23
Have You been up the sreety'

Have you been up the sreery'
mo, have not"
II don't see what we can do with
these two wounded men and the boy
and the women on our hands. Matt,
the real heart Of this opposition is now
IN one man. If he were taken away
these rowdy miners would scatter like
! grouse"
Kelly turned quickly. "You mean
Munro"
II do! I'm going up to have an inter-
view with him"
Kelly laid big hand on his arm.
you're takin' big risk. Let me 20
instead"
mo, you must stay here. I am going,
and am going unarmed. I am safer
with empty hands, Matt. They will
not shoot an unarmed man. I'm going
to make one more appeal to Munro"
Mounting his horse, Raymond rode
rapidly out along the ridge toward the
| hill on which the fertilization stood.
he passed now and then group Of
men who knew him, and while one or
two greeted him pleasantly all the 9TH
ers met his glance with menace He
| felt the hot breath of their hate, but
passed on without haste, regretting his
| action in leaving his revolvers behind
him.
The camp had eaten its midday meal
for even in times of war men must
eat; the miners had hastily devoured
their rough food and were swarming
on the hillside overlooking the sheriff's
encampment. The vedettes were biv-
ouacked in small grove Of frs to the
left and little below the fort (Which
was merely log corral banked with
dirt, and Munro was directing the
shovel brigade at work on the walls Of
the redoubt, which was growing rapid
~ under the brisk movement of chat
tering miners.
AS Raymond neared the crowd Of on
lockers he recognized Denver Dan and
one or two other horsemen, but for the
most part the spectators were stran-
gers and plainly hostile.
He had drawn rein to pass to the
left when Brock stepped forth on foot
and roughly called out:
whats your business up hereY
II want to find Munro"
"Well, you go back to your shack
and keep out of this.''
Raymond smiled. "When did you
become roadmaster?"
| Brock raised his voice so that the
rapidly gathering crowd might hear.
Here's the spy that warned the sher-
if not to come on the freight train.
Here's the man that ruined our plans.
You can't deny that" he said, laying
a hand on the horses rein.
II don't intend to deny it." replied
Raymond, facing the lowering faces of
the close packed throng as a mastiff
might face q pack Of coyotes, land,
what's more, I don't intend to apollo
gize for it."
Lynch him" shouted some fellow at
the back. Lynch the spyw
Raymond had been in danger many
times in his life, but never had he
looked down into such hate infamed
faces as now encircled him. The old
reckless heart came back to him. He
lifted his voice In appeal: "Have I a
friend here? If have, let him throw
me gun! l want to go fghtingl'
Here you are" called stranger,
and big, glittering revolver came
whirling over the heads of the mob.
Raymond caught it deity, and with
the touch of its handle to his palm his
eyes narrowed and his white teeth set
''Now let the dance beginl Some OF
you will cross the range with mev'
Denver Dan attempted a diversion.
"Look out, fellers; here comes jack"
Munro's name and the pistol in Ray
mond's hand induced pause. The
foremost of the assailants turned to-
ward the captain Of the vedettes, rid
ing swiftly to the rescue. whats 60
ing on here?" he shouted as he reached
the outskirts Of the crowd.
Brock was ready. Here's the man
who has played with our plans all
along, pretending to be neutral when
he was nothing but dirty, sinking
spy from the very beginning"
"Liarn shouted Raymond, and his
boot toe caught the ruffian In the mouth
and he staggered back among his fell
lows with hoarse cry. For mo-
ment he was dazed, then, raging, furi-
GUS, his mouth streaming with blood,
he jerked his revolver from its holder,
Intent to kill, but hand clutched his