The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1907-02-21

any of us, Camp and Baldwin botE
nearly went demented. Baldwin sTIg
gested that / had never had the papers,
but Camp argued that Fred or LorG
Rallies must have hidden them in the
ear in spite of the fact that the cowboys
who had caught them insisted that they
couldn't have had time TO hide the pa
pers. Anyway they spent an hour IN fer
reting about in my car, and even search
ed my two darkies, on the possibility
that the true letters had been passed Oh
TO then
While they were engaged In this j
was trying to think out some way Of
letting Mr.. Cullen and Albert know
where the letters were The problem
was TO suggest the saddle TO them with
out letting the cowboys understand, and
by good luck thought had the means.
Albert had complained TO me the day we
had ridden ont to the Indian dwellings
at Flagstaff that his saddle fretted some
CALLED spots which he had chafed on his
trip to Moran S Point. Hoping he would
"catch on / shouted to him:
How are your sore spots, Albert
He looked at me in a puzzled way and
called, "Aw-I don't understand you.'
''Those sore spots you complained
about to me the day before yesterday,
L explained
He didn't seem any the less befogged
as he replied, Il had forgotten all about
them
1--WE got touch of the same trou-
Bile, !" / went on, land if Were you I'd
look into the cause. -
Albert only looked very much mysti-
fed, and I didn't dare say more, for at
this point the trio, with the sheriff.
came out of my car. If / hadn't known
that the letters We're safe, / could have
read the story in their faces, for more
disguised and angry looking men have
rarely seen.
They had talk with the sheriff, and
then Fred, Lord Rallies and 1 We're
marched off by the official his 1ordship
demanding sight of warrant and pro-
testing against the illegality of his ar
rest, varied at moments by threats to
appeal to the British consul, minister
plenipo, her majesty's foreign office,
etc, all of which had about as much in
f1uence on the sheriff and his cowboy
assistants as Moqui Indian snake
dance would have in stopping a run
away engine. 1 confess to feeling GER
tain grim satisfaction in the fact that if
/ was to be shut off from seeing Madge
the Britisher was in the same box with /
me.
Ash Forks, though only years old, |
had advanced far enough toward civ,- |
1ization TO have small JAIL and into /
that we were showed. Night was come |
by the time we We're lodged there, and, |
being in pretty good appetite, 1 struck I
the sheriff for some grub.
''I'll git you somethin, he said good
"but next time you shove
people, Mr.. Gordon, just quit shown
your friends. My shoulder feels like
Perhaps it's just as well not to say what
his shoulder felt like. The western vo-
is expressive, but at times not
quite fit for publication.
The moment the sheriff was gone
Fred wanted the mystery of the letters
explained, and I told him all there was
% tell, including as good a description
Of the pony as l could give him. We
5ried to hit on some plan to get word to
hose outside, but it wasn't to be done.
At least it was point gained that some
me of our party besides myself knew
where the letters were.
The sheriff returned presently with
oaf of canned bread and tin of beans.
f had been alone, 1 should have kicked
1t the food and got permission for my
Joys to send me up something from 81,
nut thought I'd see how Lord Rallies
would like genuine western fare, so I
aid nothing. That, have to state, is
nore-or rather less-than the Britisher
lid after he had sampled the stuff, and
eally don't blame him, much as I en-
Dyed his rage and disgust.
1t didn't take long to finish our sup
'er, and then Fred, who hadn't slept
much the night before, stretched out ON
he floor and went to sleep. Lord Rallies
nd sat on boxes-the only furniture
he room contained-about as far apart
3 we could get, he in the sulks and
cheerfully / should have
liked to be with Madge, but he wasn't,
o there was some compensation, and
new that time was playing the cards
n our favor. So long as they hadn't
ound the letters we had only to sit still
D Win
About an hour after supper the sheriff
anne back and told me Camp and Bald
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