The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1908-01-30
aYou can call me Busted Billy Is

lOnbt AOi thC ptCbCnb4
The warmth OF the fire and the
soft shavings soothed the sufferer.
He drowsed. then slept. He was
awakened by the closing of door.
The Samaritan, snow-covered. came
in, bearing two large sacks. From
the interior of one he produced roll
Of blankets. "These will make you
bit more comfortable" he com
mented. From tho other sack he
withdrew tea, sugar, bread, bacon,
biscuits, cheese, salt, pickles, cups,
saucers, spoons, knives, forks, to-
bacco, matches and tin Of soup.
"Where did you get all tnese?"
asked the judge.
Bought em at the other shanty;
it's a store"
While the soup was boiling, the
Samaritan dressed his companions
injury, remorselessly tearing up
new shirt to make bandages.
Said the judge, savagely:
"What in the, name of goodness
can l do? I was on my way to the
Dunedin Sessions"
And l was on my way from them"
muttered the other.
What was that you said?"
Nothing worth troubling over.
The soup bolls, and the bacon is
cooked. Let US have grub. Wait a
second, though. 1 must prig some
more wood"
II wonder whose property you are
burning?" McAlisted asked, as the
Samaritan brought in a sack OF fuel.
Cant guess. If the fire hurts
your conscience, I'll put it out"
Busted Billy" spread a news
paper on the floor by the recumbent
mans side. On this he placed q cup
full of soup, thick rasher of bacon,
bread. and later a cup of tea and
, certain other minor accessories.
you don't mind condensed milk,
I hope. The old girl at the store
said that her COW had given up the
juice business.
The judge grunted, slipped his tea,
took mouthful of bacon, and then
asked:
How far is it to Waiopoi?" 4.
Twenty miles"
"Too far for the mare. She must
be nearly starving"
"She's pegging into the half-sack
of oats brought from the store"
McAlister put down his cup, and,
staring at his companion, asked:
How the deuce do you manage to
liver"
"There isn't much difficulty"
"Most people who think so little of
number one as yourself have a diff
fe-enti experience.
After some minutes, McAlister
said:
"By the way, you haven't by any
chance lighted across the wanted
1nan-the man the detectives are
after?"
who is he, and what is he wanted
for?"
"His name" said the judge, ais
Barton, and he is wanted for lifting
a hundred head of cattle. He is a
fool as well as a rogue, for when he
had sold the beasts he gave nearly
all the money away"
well, haven't seen him. If / do
I will tell him what you say"
And welcome! The scoundrel
ought to get ten years!"
How many years ought you and l
to get for wanton destruction of prop
erty?" queried the Samaritan.
I'VE are victims of necessity" +"
quoth the judge.
| Just then q loud bang came at the
house door. The Samaritan threw
it open. A man was standing out
side. He began some plea for shell
ter. then, peerlng into the others
face. cried;
Darn me; If 1t amt Billy Barton! I"
Drop my name. please. 1t isn't
well to advertise it,"
Right. matey; but I'm comm in,
for I'm cold an dead-broke."
The newly arrived one stamped
his way into the room. He gave Nc
Alister short look and q nod, then
a more fixed gaze. After a while he
said:
Think dropped my pipe on the
steps. Show US a light, old man,
while look for it." This to Parton.
So soon as the room dp5s was
closed, the visitor placed his mouth
to Barton's ear, and whispered:
"Say, matey, dye know who the
old duffer is? It's Judge Mac!"
Barton nodded.
| Whats up with him, them"
| Very briefly Barton told of the -ac-
cident. The other slapped his thigh.
Now don't it seem like Provi-
dence!" he cried. Heres you an me
a hidin' away from them as would
bring us before this here very chap.
I'll rake all the old wretch has oA
him, and knock him on the head"
Barton opened the house door and
beckoned his visitor forth. Point
Ing northward, he said:
Tramp that way for two miles.
and you'll get food and shelter. Try
to enter this house again. and I'll
shoot you. Here is the only coin l
have left"
AS the last words were uttered he
thrust half-crown into the other
mans hand. Then he entered, bolted
the house door. ard came back to the
room.
To McAlister's inquiry as to the
whereabouts of the stranger. Barton
returned the curt answer:
| ACona north