Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-02-03
CHAPTER xXvI-Continued.

BY this time L was facing matter of
twenty Tevolvers, all a-qGiver to drive holes
through my poor old hide. Some yelled
that Ryan had bribed me. some that was
projecting the death of the Whole gang by
Ryan's POISON.
1. threw up my hand. showing the peace
sign quick.
After you," 1 called, always willing to
oblige-"after you. Shoot first. and hear mo
afterward, Ell? That's right, boys. You
see, pack no gun, cause I'm yo guest"
The guns Were put away.
You've heard" says I. from Misteh
Crazy Hoss how l subdued this Ryan and
got quittance for Jim du Chesnay from
the charge of murder. I'm his guardian,
boys. Furthermore, you heard from
Misteh Crazy Hoss a plumb truthful ac-
count of how 1 saved this whole crowd
from being wolf-bait fed to us for our
supper-the same being considered unwhole-
some. Now to this pore little felon, he
put up the only play he knew to save his
self from being murdered. lie amt a lion
to fight with teeth, or a mar to distribute
sunfire on his enemies; but his backs to the
wall and he puts up the best little fight
he knows about. He, bein' sure snake.
uses poison, whereat, having drawn his
fangs, i takes his side, and begs the crit
ter's life. L want to have him for euro
TO put in my collection. and l offered ten
cents for the same-which is moren he's
worth"
''Eoys," said McCalmont. III this we're
Chalkeye didn't allus take the weaker side,
he be rich man still, instead or an out
refuge"
The robbers seemed 10 like me some bet
ter now, and feeling OF popularity began
to glow on my skin.
anti
of this we're snake, he acts plumb erroneous.
If the snake escapes to give evidence. he
can identify the entire gang. Chalzeye in
cluded. Go-kill that snake
Crazy Hoss rushed Ia the kitchen.
Gavin" he yelled. "Escapei, So this is
yo game, Mr. Chalkeye."
xiii him! kill him.
Halt" McCalmont faced the rush
against me-outroared the shouting. Back,
or fire, Back, you curs, Deal with this
business afterward-we want the snake
first Whar's them smell-dawgs? Here
Powder Powder, Here you Rip: come on,
lii dawg! Crazy Hoss, you put on them
dawgs to the scent, track down this Ryan,
and kill him. Then come back.
The dogs were put on Ryan's trail Go,
get i'm, Rip! Sick i'm, Powder, Tear i'm
and eat i'm! Come along. boys So the
whole crowd poured away to track Ryan.
McCalnont grabbed me by the arm to
hold me back
You fool" he Kissed through his teeth.
or them wolves will get YOU! Curly! Cur
ly, come out, you, and fetch Chalkeyes
gun. Chalkeye, you come quick"
Curly came running from the little hind
room with our guns, While McCalmont
rushed me to the kitchen. Here he said,
hold this sack for grub
Not them meat balls, says 1; meat
balls is out of season.
"All right" he laughed, pitching a half
sack of flour into the bag which l held,
then a side of bacon, and such other truck
as was handy. Curly, you knows whar to
take this man."
Come along" says Curly. And 1 fol-
low tame, with the sack on my shoulder
until we gained the woods.
Back" says Curly sudden. and lodged
for cover, while l dropped fiat behind a fai-
len tree. Looking from under, l saw Ryan
come surging past in front Of us, screeching
like all possessed, the smell-dogs at h tan,
and the robbers swarning close behind.
"A near thing that says Curly, when
they had passed; creep through under the
log"
/ crept through with my sack, and she
followed
Lie low" she said; were hidden here
frcm the ranch until We can run some
more Get out yo' gun.
They say that We white men. using our
right hands mostly, is strongest, on that