New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1908-09-13

arrest the thief We thought he q head
Tor this point to-day
MAYO took the sheet of orders from
w the Sergeant's hand, and running
his eve down II, said, This invoice don
seem to iibe with the freight. The boss
that was run off wore white sock, while
this critter comes purity near havin' four
black legs"
The nigh fore has been stained. Look
for Yourself. ~ the Sergeant answered
1 guess that's right, Mayo SAID as he
Strengthened up from a close scrutiny OF
the leg But II 5 writ here that the boss
thief was five feet seven, sorter pinto toned
in the mug. piercin' black eyes, etc
while this gent IS gopher built, sandpaPer
complicated. and eyes blue as lnJun beads.
Mavo had carried these observations on
in q rnOnoiogue. as he ran his eve over the
manuscript. Suddenly he started, folded
the paper and handed It back, his lean
law rigid as If he had shut his teeth against
further speech
Yes" Sergeant Hawke added, We
haven't got the principal thief A dago
cook for one Of the stable gangs d1sap-
peared at the time the horse was missed.
His name IS Dominic MatteO, and BE
wanted.
Matteo. who had been down at the
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center of the group, and called. Who
want me-"
Are YOU Dominic MaJteo,
q Yes What you want.
Al this answer the Sergeant com
panion. with q quick move, had nm by
the wrist and shoulder, saying, You re
my prisoner IN the name OF the Queen.
With a snarl of rage the Corslcan
twisted his wrist free As ne graSped al
a pistol IN his belt a strong hand Plnloned
his arm with a thrust from behlnd, ana
Mavos voice said sternly
d" No gunplay amt allowed III stand
OF At the Civic Round Upl lam sport
nOhOW
Natreo twisted his head and sneered.
=. You let de p'Iice come into Stan OF an
take one YOU mem
No" Mavo's voice held curious
solemn dignity. We don t stand Ter the
D'1ice nor nobody else interfer1n' with
mems rights: but we ain az IN takln a
boss thief any time. Tain no salubr1ous
climate here for a boss thief!
He turned to the Sergeant, ana added
with the same grave dignity, i We heeTd
talk erbout Stand OFF sheltern moss
thieves. and wuss; but II a he. II Matt
here run off that boss, he 5 yourn TO taht
away And he Orter feel kinder grateful
Ter your 1dSoiC
There was terrible significance IN the
words that caused the Corsican to shlVer;
# cowed him. As he hung trembhngly
II bav in the constable grasp, Ike
r5r,ed COYOTE, his shifty black eyes tel on
Kinnaird. and he fared up furiously,,
It's himl" he snarled, pointing ms
small. lean finger He bring de P,hce
here. cause he's 'fraid! He's spy! Ito"
5ez- know | come back
Navo stood in heavy browed silence
while the Corsican raved in fierce den nun,
citation OF the sky pilot for a little then
he said. You amt provin' none that you
didn't run off the boss, Matt. and evidence
There was a sharp click as ne spoke,
and a pair of iron bands we're on the Wrists
Of Eli. and next Matteo's hands projected
stifflv from handouts NJ
4 lust want to say, Sergeant, Mayo
continued significantly, boss thieves
viii be give up here any time ana you
amt got no call to come here Ter EN-
again. Stand of amt no 5toppn place
for the Mounted Police. l guess there
amt no cause ter interfere any more Win
W mil out with YOUR !