West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1908-01-09

San Francisc, courts had been clogged.
he knew BIZ Wheaton to be resource
| full lawyer and a determined man.
Therefore It relieved him to note the
rising gale. which precluded the posi-
bllity OF interference from that source.
Let chem come tomorrow IL they
would. BY that time some OF the mines
would be ownerless and his position
strengthened hundredfold.
lie telephoned the mines to throw
out guards. although he reasoned that
none but madmen would think OF
striking there In the face of the warn.
Ing which he knew must have been
transmitted through Helen. Putting
on his raincoat he sought Stiilman.
Bring your niece over TO my place
tonight. There's trouble In the air and
I'm prepared for It."
'She hasn't returned from her ride
yet. I'm afraid she's caught In the
storm" The judge gazed anxiousiy
into the darkness.
During all the long day the !4llantes
lay In hiding. impatient at their idle
ness and wondering at the lack OF eff
4 49, 'foap hONolu Ah'li ulHfNNtII, uOL
| dreaming that Mcnamara had more
cleyerly hidden plans behind. When
Cherry's note OF warning came they
gathered I'm the back room and gave
voice to their opinions.
There's only one way TO clear the
atmosphere" said the chairman.
you bet" chorused the others.
IThey've garrlsoned the mines, so lots
30 through the town and make clean
job OF IL. Let's hang the whole out
ut to one post"
This met with general approval
Glenister alone demurring. Said he:
81 have reasoned II out differently, and
i want you TO hear me through before
deciding. Last night I got word from
Wheaton that the California courts
are against us. He attributes Il TO
influence but whatever the reason. we
are cut Off from all Legal help either
in this court or on appeal. Now. sup
pose we lynch these officials tonight,
what do we gainl Martial law I'm two
hours, our mines tied up for another
year, and who knows what else? May
be corrupter court next season Sup
pose, on the other hand, we fail. and
somehow / feel that we win, for that
boss is no fool. What then? Those of
us who don't find the morgue Will end
In jail. You say we can't meet the
soldiers. / say we can and must. We
must carry this row to them. We
must jump II past the courts of Alaska,
past the courts of California. and up
to the White House, where there's one
| hnnnQt ot 70 A.
something 10 wake up the men in
Washington. We must get out of poll
ties. for Mcnamara can beat us there
Although he's n strong man he can't
corrupt the president. We have one
shot left and II must reach the Poto-
mac. When Uncle Sam takes hand
Wen get square deal. so say let us
strike at the Midas tonight and take
her If we can. Some of us will go
down, but what OF it?"
Following this harangue, he outlined
plan which In its unique darling took
away their breaths, and as lie filled In
detail after detail they brighteIed with
excitement and that love OF the long
chance which makes gamblers of those
who thread the silent valleys or tread
the edge of things. His holiness
stirred them and enthusiasm did the
rest
"All want for myself" he said, sis
the chance to run the big risk. It's
mine by right"
DeXtry spoke breathessly to Slap
Jack in~the pause which ensued:
"Ain't he n heller?"
We'll go you" the miners chlmed
TO n man. And the chairman added:
Lets have Glenlster lead this forlorn
hope. / am willing to stand or fall on
his Judgment" They aequiesced with
out dissenting voice, and with the
firm hands OF natural leader the
young man took control
Lets hurry up" said one. IT'S n
long 'mush' and the mud Is knee deep"
mo walking for u.s. said Roy.
wen go by train
by train? How can we get n
| train?"
S~Steal IT," he answered, at which
| Dextry grlnned delightedly at his
loose jointed companion. and Slapjack
showed his toothless gums in answer,
saying:
"He sure is"
a few more words and Glenister, ac-
companled by these two, slipped out
into the whirling storm, and half hour
later the rest followed. One by one
the vigilantes left, the blackness blot
ting them up an arms length from
the door, till at last the big. bleak
warehouse echoed holloway to the
voice of the wind and water
Over in the eastern end Of the town,
behind dark windows upon which the
sheeted rain beat fmlously. other
armed men lay patiently waiting
waiting some word from the bulky
shadow which stood with folded arms
close against a square Of gray. while
over their heads n wretched old man
paced back and forth, wrlnging his
hands. pausing at every turn to peer
out into the night and to humble the
name or his sisters child.
[To BE CONTINUED.