The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1908-02-28

enmity in the heavy air of the in nrO-
vised courtroom for others b. les
the high minded counsel for law and
order Mary Williston seemed serene
ly unconscious of it. She held her
head proudly. Most of these men she
knew. She had done a mans work
among them for two years and more.
In her mans work Of riding the ran.
ges she had HI good fellowship with
many of them. After to-day much Of
this must end. Much blame would &C.
crue to her father for this days work
among friends as well as enemies, for
the fear of the law.defiers was an
Omni-present fear with the small own
er. stalking abroad by day and by
night. But Mary was glad and there
was new dignity about her that be.
came her well. and that grew out Of
this great call to rally to the things
that count
At the far end OF the room they
found the justice of the peace en-.
throned behind long table. His hon.
or, Mr.. James X. McAllister. more
commonly known as Jimmie Mac, was
ranchman on small scale. He
was ignorant, but of an overweening
conceit. He had been justice of the
peace for several years and labored
under the mistaken impression that
he knew law: but Gordon, on short &C.
quaintance. had dubbed him "Old Ne
cessity.' IN despairing irony, after a
certain high light of early territorial
days who knew no law"
The prisoner was brought in. His
was familiar personality He was
known to most men west of the river
if not by personal acquaintance. Ger.
tainly by hearsay.
Then came the first great surprise
of this affair OF many surprises. Jesse
Black waived examination. 1t came
like thunderbolt to the prosecution.
1t was not Blacks way of doing busi-
ness, and 1t was generally believed
that, as Munson had so fOrcibly
though inelegantly expressed it to
Billy Brown. He would fight like
hell to keep out of the circuit courts.
He would kill this incipient Nemesis
in the bud. What, then. bad changed
him? The county attorney had rath-
er looked for a hard-fought defence
a shifting of the burden of responsi.
bility for the misbranding to another.
who would. OF course, be off some.
where on a business trip, to be absent
an indefinite length of time; or it
might be he would try to make good
trumped-up story that he had but late
ly purchased the animal from some
Indiana cattle-owner from up country
who claimed to have IA bill-of-sale from
LanSfOrd. He would not have been
taken aback had Black calmly pro.
| duced Il b!l-oi-sale.
The absolu,eness of the surprise
| flushed his clean -shaven face a little,
although his grave mmoblity of ex-
| preston underwent not a flicker. It
was a surprise. but it was a good
| surprise. Jesse Black was bound over
under good and sufficient bond to ap.
| pear at the next regular term of the
! circuit court in December That much
accomplished. now he could buckle
down for the big fight. How often had
| he been shipwrecked in the shifting
sands of the really remarkable decs-
ions OF "Old Necessity and his kind
| This time, as by miracle he had cs
capped sands and shoals and sunken
rocks and rode in deep water.
y wave of enlightenment swept over
Jim Munson.
Boss" he whispered, that gal ro.
porter's 4 hummer"
How so?" whispered Langford,
amused. He proceeded to take an in.
terested, if has;y. inventory of her
charms. What petite little person
age to b" sure. Almost too colorless,
though. Why, Jim. she can't hold
tallow candle to Willistons girl"
"Who said she could?" demanded
Jim. with fine scorn and much re-
lieved to find the boss SO unapprecia-
tive. Eden might not be lost to them
after all. Strict justice made him
add: But she's wise one. Spotted
them blamed meddlin' hoss thieves
right from the word go Yep. That's
a iac'.'
What blamed mcddln hoss
thieves, Jim? You are on intimate
terms with SO many gentlemen o. that
stripe-at least your language so leads
us to presume-that | can't keep up
with the procession
AT the bridge yistidy. | told you
bout ii. Saw EN- first at the Bon
!:my-but they must a trailed me to
the stockyards. She spotted EN- right
away. She's "a cutc'n. Made me shet
my mouth when was a blabbin' TOO
much, jest before the fun began. Oh,
shes Il cutc'n."
who were they. JIM"
"One of EN-, I'm thin<in'. was
Jake SanderSon. a red-headcd devil
who came up here from he'll, | reckon,
or Wyonlng. one of the two. Nobody
knows his biz. But he'll look like
steppeo-on potato bug 'gainst | git
through with him. Didn't git on to
tI1r Col