Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1909-05-06

None OF that" he said, tartly.
Face me. and keep your hands in
front, all of you"
They complied, sulkily, and the man
who had first spoken addressed Muir
ray again.
May we speak to the prisoner?" he
asked.
"One of you at a time may, from
this side Of the door of that room"
assented Murray.
The spokesman of the +. party ad-
vanced to the door of the chamber,
and hailed the prisoner by name. An
inarticulate gurgle was the only re-
Spouse. and he turned a puzzled face
to Murray.
"He don't answer was his COM
ment. Guess your man must have
tied his mouth up"
"Oh, Peter" shouted Murray, take
the plug out of that g~entleman's jaw
and let him speak to his friends out
side the door,"
A torrent of excavations in Baldy's
rough voice showed that the order
had been promptly obeyed. In reply
to his friends inquiry as to what Of
tense he had been arrested for, and
what he wanted them to do, the cap
tive again ragged furiously.
Don't stand there talking and chat
tering like a monkey he yelled.
why don't you cussed fools get start
ed and cut the hearts out Of these fell
lers? II l had my hands free for just
a minute I'd show you"
This sentence trailed off into an
other explosion Of oaths, and Murray
grinned as he pointed to the front door.
Il guess that will be all your friend
has to say" he remarked. 80
won't detain you three people any
longer. Goodnight"
Under cover of the detectives
guns the trio filed out Of the main
door. Their comrades in the street
had retired to the edge Of the side
walk, where they stood, talking the
matter over. AS the last of the trio
went out, he turned suddenly and
flung himself against the door, in an
attempt to swing it wide open. Muir
ray, who had been expecting some
trick, thrust his shoulder squarely into
the fellows chest, sending him stag
gering backward, and slammed the
door.
There was a chorus Of curses and
shouts from those outside that seemed
to preclude another assault on the door
against which Murray was leaning
with all his force, trying to Sc
cure. Suddenly a shot rang out
in the back room, followed by a hor'
rible moan, and the yells of the attack.
ing party ceased with startling abrupt
ness. In the stiffness that ensued Muir
ray heard n of his enemies say, in
agitated tones:
"By heavens, it's all off with poor
| Badly now, boys. That skunk Of a
marshal's pardner has shot him!"
well, what will we do now?" in
quired another voice.
dol" repeated the first speaker, bit
terly. What can we do? The only
plan l can see is to wait till morning
comes, when there'll be light enough
to look about us. Then we a see
what we're up against, and maybe get
a chance to break even with them two
murderers. They can't get out OF the
hotel without us seeing them, any
way, and I amt disposed to take
chances on a shooting bee with them
in the dark"
A murmur of assent ran through the
crowd about the door, and Murray
heaved a sigh of relief as he shot the
last bolt into place and FASTENED to see
whether Dutch Peter had actually ad,
ministered the coup-de-grace to the
redoubtable Badly. On entering the
back room he was greeted with a
cheerful grin by the deputy, who point
ed to the bound and gagged figure Of
the prisoner lying on the floor. About
an inch above the latter's head ap
peared a round hole in the wall, q
token of where the bullet from Peters
revolver had plowed It's way when he
fired the shot to cause the gang out
side to think that the prisoners earth
ly career was at IN end.
The train for Chicago was due In
half an hour. Murray slipped upstairs
and peeped through a window at the
beleaguering forces outside. They
were standing around In groups. drink
ing freely from whisky bottles, but moi
forgetting to keep watch upon the
front entrance of the hotel. Murray
proceeded to explore the house In thu
hope Of finding another way Of egress
and looking out through a rear win
dow saw a road leading to the station
He returned to Dutch Peter, and will
the deputy's assistance lugged hi
prisoner out by the back door ant
headed for the station. They lay con
cealed behind a fence close by the
depot until the train came in, and ther
picking up the helpless Drfnkwatel
made a bold rush for the nearest car
They got aboard safely and Murray
leaning out of the window as the
train moved off. caught a parting
glance at the crowd riding to and frc
by the hotel, occasionally shooting
into the darkness.
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