Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-06-22

them again for two days. During
those two days and nights they were
In the saddle almost continuously.
For every mile the man ahead Of them
rode they were forced to ride two
miles and often three. Late In the
second night they crossed the railroad.
and the frst word from them came In
long dispatches sent by Whispering
Smith to Medicine Bend and instruc-
tons to Kennedy and Scott In the
north, which were carried BY hard
riders straight to Deep creek.
On the morning Of tho third day
Dicksie Cunning, who had gone home
from Medicine Bend and who had been
telephoning Marion and George Nc
Cloud two days for news, was trying
to get Medicine Bend again on the
telephone when Puss came in to say
that man at the kitchen door wanted
to see her.
"Who is 1t, Puss!"
II dino. Miss Dicksie; deed. never
seen him b'fore."
Dicksie walked around on the porch
to the kitchen. A dust-covered man
sitting on a limp horse threw back the
brim Of his hat as he touched 1t, lifted
himself stinly out of the saddle, and
dropped to the ground. He laughed at
Dicksie's startled expression. Don't
you know met" he asked, putting out
his hand. It was Whispering Smith.
He was fearful sight. Stained
from head to foot with alkali, saddle
cramped and bent. his face scratched
and stained. he stood with q smiling
appeal in his hloodshot eyes.
Dicksie gave q little uncertain CRY,
clasped her hands, and, with scream.
threw her arms impulsively around his
neck. "Oh, I did not know you! What
has happened? am SO glad to see
you! Tell me what has happened.
Are you hurt?"
He stammered like a schoolboy.
Nothing has happened. didn't real
ize what a tramp look OF shouldn't
have come. But was only q mile
away and had heard nothing for four
days from Medicine Bend. And how
are you? Did your ride make you Ill?
No? By heaven, you are game girl.
That was a ride! How are they all?
Where's your cousin? In town, Is he?
thought might get some news II I
rode up, and, oh, Miss Dicksie-jim-
my! some coffee. But I've got only
two minutes for 1t all, only two min
utes; do you think Puss has any on
the stove?"
Dicksie with coaxing and pulling got
him into the kitchen, and Puss tum-
bled over herself to set out coffee and
rolls. He showed himself ravenously
hungry, and ate with simple direct
ness that speedily accounted for every
thing in sight. you have saved my
life. Now I am going, and thank you
q thousand times. There, by heaven,
I've forgotten Wickwire! He is with
me-waiting down in the cottonwoods
at the fork. Could Puss put up a
lunch could take to him7 He hasn't
had scrap for "a hours. But, Dick
sic. your tramp is a hummer! I've
out and lose him, and, by heaven, he
turns up every time and has been Of
more use to me than two men,"
She put her hand on Whispering
Smiths arm. II told him If he would
stop drinking he could be foreman
here next season" Puss was putting
up the lunch. "Why need you hurry
away" persisted Dtcksie. 1--WE got q
thousand things to say"
He looked at her amiably. "This is
really case Of must"
Then, tell me, what favor may I
do for you?" She looked appealingly
into his tired eyes. II want to do
something for you. must! don't deny
me. Only. what shall 1t be?"
Something for met What can
say? You'll be kind to Marion-r
shouldn't have to ask that What can
I ask? Stop! there is one thing. I've
got poor little devil Of an orphan up
in the Deep Creek country. Du Sang
murdered his father. You are rich
and generous, Dicksie; do something
for him. will you? Kennedy or Bob
Scott will know all about him. Bring
him down here. will you, and see he
doesn't go to the dogs! You're a good
girl. What's this, crying? Now you
are frightened. Things are not SO
bad as that you want to know every.
thing-I see II in your eyes. Very
well, let's trade. You tell me every
thing and I'll tell you everything. Now
then: Are you engaged?"
They were standing under the low
porch with the s1nshine breaking
through the trees. She turned away
nd ~
ness into laugh, Il won't tell"
"Oh. that's enough. You have told!"
declared Whispering Smith. II knew
why, of course knew-but wanted
to make you own up. Well, here's the
way things are. Sinclair has run us
all over Gods creation for two days to
give his pals chance to break into
Williams Cache to get the Tower w
money they left with Rebstock. For
q fact, we have ridden completely
around Sleepy Cat and been down in
the Spanish Sinks since l saw you.
He doesn't want to leave without the
money, and doesn't know 1t is In Ken
nedy's hands, and can't get into the
Cache to ind out. Now the three
whoever the other two are-and Sim
clafr-are trying to join forces some
where up this valley. and Kennedy,
Scott, Wickwire and are after them:
and every outlet Is watched, and it
must ali DC ovaT, ny dear. before sun
set tonight. Isn't that fine? I mean
to have the thing wound up somehow.
Don't look worried"
do not-do not let him kill you."