The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-08-20
AN INCIDENT AT
THE MOREHEAD
Copyright, by shOrtstOry Pub, Co,
BY d. w. BEDINGER

II, old man, said george, sympatnet
ically.
1T amt that | care for the money
but to think o that devil escapin' me
when | was almost In sight o. him az
we passed McKee," answered the
sheriff, mournfully.
George" | cried. cannot we 60
through the tunnel and still have time
to ride to Powell before the man can
walk there?'
by gum! hadn't thought of that"
cried the sheriff, Frightening up, hui
in moment his face fell
mo use" said George, there isn't
a horse within three miles Of the tip
pie over the creek, and he cannot take
a horse through a 4S-inch tunnel"
But mule" | said, surely one OF
those little mine mules will carry
him."
Again he shook his head. I'VE
have not a mule on the place that In
low enough to go through that tun-
nell"
We looked at each other in silence
for a moment. IL was surely hard
luck for the sheriff, and sympathiLed
with Him.
Suddenly George shut one eye and
gave low whistle. Then he cleared
his throat. az he always does when he
is going TO talk business, and turned
TO the sheriff.
Mr. Sheriff." he said, what will
you give us to help you get that man
and the reward?"
"Ill certainly give ye hundred dol
lars apiece II It would be OF any use,'
he answered. "But it's too late. SO
there's no use talking about It,"
"A hundred dollars apiecey' ex.
claimed George, laughing you are
not talking business at ALL Mr. Sheriff.
Now, II you'll be reasonable In the
terms, we may be able to do some
thing yet"
There was something in his voice
that brought the officer out of his
brooding with start
IF you can do anything, boy, then
for heavens sake spit her out quick"
he cried. Don't waste time dis
putin about few dollars, 1t may
mean the capture OF criminal. How
much do you want?"
Suppose we make II an equal d.
vide between the three of u.s. an
swered George. without the culver Of
an eyelash. THAT would make thou.
sand apiece"
For an instant the sheriff stood
dumfounded, as though he did not un-
derstand, and then he began to
swear.
George looked at the man with q
smile. What do you say about TT"
1t was the sheriff's last hope, and he
realized 1t.
Have It your own way, then" he
said, sullenly, after exhausting his
stock of profanity.
Ned" cried George. reduce this
agreement to writing, and get his
honor's signature, while ! get things
started" and away he rushed to the
. stable.
BILL he called to a man standing
near by, run out the big motor and
one of those fiat trucks. Hitch on a
= mine car, too"
In less time than it takes to tell II, i
had the signature of Nehemiah Brown
sheriff of Spencer county, West Wiz.
ginia, to a paper binding him to de.
= liver $4,000 to George and myself in
i case he captured the fugitive and re
= ceived the reward.
Fastening to the drift mouth we
o found George with his mare standing
o beside low, fiat car used for hauling
the cutting machines in the mine. This
e and an ordinary mine car were at
8 tached to a motor.
Come, Linnie," said George, and
N gingerly she stepped upon the fiat car
the platform of which stood barely a
+" foot above the rail.
l. Good girl" said George, pattinr
" her on the neck, "iie down" but Linnis
did not move. He tapped her fore
l. legs with the whip, but her response
n was to, rear up and nearly fall of thu
L. car.
could see George getting red n
n the face and losing his self-possession
A crowd of miners had gathered ant
e were enjoying the spectacle q
r. Georges discontinue,
" Put salt on her TAIL" shouted OH,
,e man.
s. Play dead, old girl,' cried another
The magic word was spoken, and Lin
ME gracefully reclined at fun lengil
rs on the truck.
n Jump on" called George to tn
n sheriff, as he placed himself by TIL
G. head of the mare. "Off for SIIye
Creek" he called to the motorman.
e, 1t all happened so quickly that
stood dazed until ! saw the little trail
begin to move. Then ! tumbled int
k, the mine car after the sheriff, and W
D. were whisked away out Of sight int
Id the black tunnel.
d Two weeks later as George wa
opening his mail. ! saw a grin sprea
IN over his face That old boy is III
te kind of business man | like to dea
to with" he said "Hows this 70
H. promptness?"