The newspaper., 1907-03-15

marShaPs hand and losing himself in
the crowd And when Biggin had
obeyed his instructions: Now for
back way out OF this if 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 fr-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 a week to
change your mind about pullin' it of
with that tin-horn scrapper in the
courts. did it?" .
NO" said Winton.
| "'Taint none o. my business, but
I'd like to know what stampeded you"
| "A telegram"-shortly 1T was a
put-up job to have me locked up on
criminal charge, and SO hold me out
another day"
Biggin grinned. "The old brler-
buster again. Say. he's a 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 q
cigarette in a bit of brown wrapping
paper.
eff that's the game, Mr.. Sheeny
Mike, or his hackers, will be most
likely to play it to a finish, don't you
guess?"
How"
by havin' a policeman layin' for
you at the train"
II hadn't thought of that"
well, l can think you out Of 1t,
reckon. The branch train is com
mediation, and it'll stop most any
where If you throw up your hand at it
We can take out through the woods
and across the hills. and mog up the
track a 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 OF Mr.. Peter Big
gin which endears him and his kind
to every man who has ever shared his
lonely roundups, 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 a formal oath of loyal al
legiance in the curt question.
For a man and a brother" said
Winton, heartily; and they set out
together to waylay the outgoing train
at 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 seat in
the smoker the engineer of construc-
ton spoke to the ex-cowboy as to a
friend
II hope Adams has knocked out a
good days work for u.s. he said.
Your pardner with the store hat
and the stinkin' cigaroots?-he's all
right" said Bisgin; and it so CHANGED
that at the precise moment of the say
ing the subject of 1t was standing
with the foreman of track layers at a
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 a 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"
Sure. sorr, tbs a dhrain 1t is,' said
the Irishman: from the placer up
beyant," he added. pointing to a
washed-out e1coriation on the steep
upper slope of the mountain. Major
Evarts did be tellin' us we'd have the
lawyers afther us hot-fut again II we
didn't be lawn ut open the full
/ width"
"Mmph." said Adams, looking the
ground over with a critical eye. Us
bad bit. 1t wouldn't take much to
bring that whole slide down on us II
II wasn't frozen solid. Who owns the
placer?"
1.-TWO fellies over in Carbonate. The
company did be thryin' to buy the
claim, but the sharps wouldn't sell
beiu' put up to hold ut by thin G. &
G. r. divils. It's more throuble Well
be haviu' here, I'm thinking"
| NNhIla they fingered shrill whistle