Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1909-11-25
CHAPTER XI.-Continued.

We'll, you know now how to get
into trouble"
Every one knows that; few know
how to keep out
You can't lay your finger on me at
any turn of the road"
Not if you behave yourself"
and you can't bully me-"
Surely not No hard feelings, Muir
ray. | came for friendly talk, and
IL it's all the same to you I'll watch
this wheel awhile and then go over to
the Wickiup. | leave first-that's I'M
derstood, | hope-and if your pink
eyed friend is waiting outside tell him
there is nothing doing, will you. Muir
ray? Who is the albino, by the way?
You don't know him? | think | do.
Fort City, if l remember. Well, good
night Murray
1t was after IL o'clock and the room
had filled up. Roulette balls were
dropping, and above the faro table the
extra lights were on. The dealers,
fresh from supper, were putting things
in order for the long trick.
At the Wickiup Whispering Smith
found McCloud in the Office signing
letters II can do nothing with him,
said Smith, drawing down window
shade before he seated himself to de-
tail his talk with Sinclair. He wants
fight"
McCloud put down his pen. IF
am the disturber it would be better for
me to get out.
That would be hauling down the
flag across the whole division. 1t is
too late for that. If he didn't center
the fight on you he would center il
somewhere else. The whole question
is, who is going to run this division
Sinclair and his gang Or the com
pany? and it is as easy to meet them
on one point as another. | know Of
no way of making this kind of an af
fair pleasant. | am going to do some
riding, as l told you. Kennedy is
working up through the Deep Creel
country, and has three men with him
him somewhere near South Mission
pass"
Gordon, would it do any good t.
ask a few questions?'
ASK as many as you like, my dea
boy but don't be disappointed if
can't answer them. | can look wise
but don't know anything. You know
what we are up against. This fellow
has grown a tiger among the wolves
and he has turned the pack loose o.
us. One thing l ask you to do Don
expose yourself at night. Your lif
isn't worth a coupling-pin if you do"
McCloud raised his hand. TAX
care of yourself. If you are murdere
in this fight l shall know | got you i
and that | am to blame
And suppose you were?" Smith ha
risen from his chair. He had few maj
nerisms, and recalling the man tn
few times / have seen him, the onl
impression he has left on me is tia
of quiet and gentleness. "Suppos
you were?" He was resting one arr
on top of McCloud's desk. What {
it? You have done for me up hel
what / couldn't do, George. You hay
been kind to Marion when she hadn
a friend near. You have stood b
tween him and her when | couldn
be here to do it, and when she didn
want me to-helped her when hadn
the privilege of doing it, McClot
put up his hand in protest, but it W;
unheeded. How many times 1t hi
been in my heart to kill that man. 81
knows it; she prays it may never ha
pen That is why she stays here al
has kept me out of the mountain
She says they would talk about her
| lived in the same town, and | ha
stayed away" He threw himself ba
into the chair. Its going beyo
both of us now. I've kept the promi
/ made to her to-day to do all in I
power to settle this thing witho
bloodshed 1t will not be settled
that way, George"
WAS he at Sugar Buttes?'
IF not, his gang was there. 7