Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-08-04
THE SQUAW MAN
NOVEL BY JULIE FAvERsHAM.
Copyright. by Harper 4 Bro)

affair-ladies are present. Any effort to
create trouble will be nipped in the bud.
Gents. to the bar"
| He turned to Henry and Sir John as he
spoke. He had contempt for the men,
| but there was something about this quiet
dignif1ed woman that embarrassed him,
| though he would have been the last to ad-
init 1t. few more drinks and he might
master Of himself. His game was to make
Jim and his gang ridiculous before the
! strangers. Afterward-well then the ser-
Gus settling of their score should come He
! took glass that was handed him across
the bar and gulped down its contents
Henry was whispering to Diana: For
Gods sake, go-you can, and later we will
follow you. This will be over in a minute >.
chair
I'VE can't drink with this COMPOUNDED
bounder. Henry Sir John expostulated
IT'S too absurd. you know. Her majesty's
they?'
we must humor the drunken brute, Sir
John. that's the only way out of it,"
Ihat Jim was there none of them &C.
knowledged to each other. Events were as
Stunning strange unreality. What had
been meant for a half-hour's diversion was
involving them in a highly dangerous stua-
ton The saloon grew hotter-lttle air
reached them through the barred doorway
Still Diana did not go. The old imperative
cry, stified for the last two years awoke
again. She forgot the dust, the hot saloon.
the staggering crowd OF ranchmen. The
noise and wild excitement fell on her I'M
needing ears. Jim was there and his pres
ence held her rooted to the spot
Jim had moved into a corner at the lower
end of the bar, and furtively watched Cash
and his men.
Step up lively. sonny" Cash called to
Sir John and Henry. ''or you may have to
dance the Highland fling"
Sir John stole look of self jus tification at
Gn no httt ole 90 IL
Ing out just as he had told her.
And shoot our toes off. by Jove" he
whispered to Henry. And he'll do it. too
COMPOUNDED bounder!' he muttered, both
men went toward the bar and were met by
Pete. who handed them each a glass of
eNil-looking whisky.
Cash began to direct the scene. Hand
out the nose paint. gents
Every one took a drink, JIM too; for her
sake he would do as Hawkins wished. 1t
would be the quickest way to end this part
or the business. The serious end of 1t would
follow when they were alone.
Suddenly Cash, whose last two drinks
were rendering him more offensive, and
who was determined to annoy Sir Jim as
we'll as Jim, said, Gents, to the success of
the Boers.'
meant nothing to them. But they had hard
~ begun to toss off their drinks when there
came a crack of glass. Sir John Apple
gate Threw his tumbler on the floor and
said, NO I'll be -"
Cash turned on him with an imprecatlop.
and started to cover him with his gun This
unexpected diversion was the chance that
Jim had been looking for In an fnstant
ne mad thrown his untasted liquor into Cash
Hawkins face. II blinded Cash Involun
tarily he fumbled with his guns, and in an
instant Jim had thrust his revolver into
Cashs side. There was a moment OF nan.
demonium Cashs imprecations filed the
air. The men at the door started forward
but they had to pay for the moments low
ering OF their guns. Big Bill and Jim's
men had been eagerly watching their on
portunty and speedily covered Cash's gang
Put your hands up quick" Jim ordered
Cash. with visible reluctance complied
There was suppressed madness of excite
ment in Jim's voice as he said to Sir John
Apologize: "Oblige me by relieving the
gentleman of his guns: 1t will tire him to
hold them up there too long" Sir John
obeyed. 1t was critical monochrome
never knew which way a crowd in saloon