The labor argus. [volume] (Charleston, W. Va.) 1906-1915, 1906-09-20

the CROWD. And when BiRgln had
obeyed his Instructions: Now for a
back way out of this il there is one.
Wen have to take to the hills till
train time"
They found a way through the bar
and out into a side street leading
abruptly up to the fir-clad hills be-
hind the town. Biggin held his peace
until they were safe from immediate
danger of pursuit. Then his curiosity
got the better of him.
Didn't take you more'n week to
change your mind about pullin' it OF
with that tin-horn scrapper In tho
courts. did it?"
NO" said Winton.
"'Taint none o. my business. but
I'd like to know what stampeded you"
"a elegram"-shortly. at was
put-up job to have me locked up on a
criminal charge, and SO hold me out
another day."
Biggin grinned. 1.-THE old b'iIer-
buster again. Say. he's holy terror.
amt he?"
HE doesn't mean to let me build
my railroad II he can help it."
The ex-cowboy found his sack of
chip tobacco and dexterously rolled
cigarette in n bit of brown wrapping
paper.
'If that's the game, Mr.. Shceny
Mike, or his hackers. will be most
likely to play 1t to a finish. don't you
guess?'
"How?"
by havin' n policeman layin' for
you at the train"
al hadn't thought of that"
well, l can think you out of 1t, 1
reckon. The branch train is a COM
.Intt H..
where If you throw up your hand ut 1t.
We can take out through the woods
and across the hills, and mog up the
track piece. How'll that do?"
! 1T will do for me. but there is no
need OF you tramping when you can
just as well ride"
But now that side or Mr.. Peter Big
gin which endears him and his kind
to every man who has ever shared his
lonely rounduDs, or broken bread with
him in his comfortless shack, came
uppermost.
what do you take me fer?" was the
way it vocallzed itself; but there was
more than n formal oath of loyal al
legiance in the curt question.
! For n man and a brother" said
Winton, heartily; and they set out
together to waylay the outgoing train
Mt some point beyond the danger limit.
1t was accomplished without further
mishap. and the short winter day was
darkening to twilight when the train
came in sight and the engineer slowed
to their signal. They climbed aboard,
and when they had found n seat in
the smoker the engineer of construc-
tion spoke to the ex-cowboy as to a
friend.
81 hope Adams has knocked out
good days work for u.s." he said.
Your pardner with the store hat
and the stinkin' cigaroots ?-he's all
right" said Biggin; and it so CHANGED
that at the precise moment of the say
ing the subject of it was standing
with the foreman of track layers at
gap in the new line just beyond and
above the Rosemary's siding at Ar
gentine, his days work ended, and his
men loaded on the flats for the run
down to camp over the lately laid rails
of the lateral loop.
Not such n bad day. considering
the newness of us and the bridge at
the head of the gulch." he said, half
to himself. And then more pointedly
to the foreman: "Bridgebuilders to
the front at the first crack of dawn,
Mike. Why wasn't this break filled
in the grading?"
the IriShman; from the placer up
beyant," he added, pointing to
washed-out eXcoriation on the steep
upper slope of the mountain. Major
Evarts did be tellin' us we'd have the
lawyers afther us hot-fut again if we
didn't be lawn ut open the full
width"
'Mmph,' said Adams. looking the
ground over with a critical eye. LIS
n bad bit. 1t wouldn't take much to
bring that whole slide down on us if
it wasn't frozen solid Who owns the
placer?'
Two fellies over in Carbonate. The
company did be thryin' to buy the
claim, but the sharps wouldn't SELL
bein' put up to hold ut by thin c. &
c. R. divils- It's more throuble we'll
be havin' here, I'm thinking"
While they fingered a shrill whistle
echoing among the cliffs of the upper
gorge like an eldritch laugh announced
the coming of 4 train from the direc-
ton of Carbonate. Adams looked at
his watch.
I'D like to know what that is" he
unused. It's two hours too soon for
the accommodation. By Jove!''
The exclamation directed itself at a
one-car train which came laundering