The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-06-06

grown a tiger among the wolves, and !
he has turned the pack loose on us /
One thing I ask you to do. Don't ex- !
pose yourself at night. Your life isn't
worth a cOupling-pin if you do
McCloud raised his hand. Take care
of YOURSELF II YOU are murdered in
this fight I shall know l got you in and
then I am TO blame"
And suppose you were?" Smith had
risen from his chair. He had few man
nerisms. and recalling the. man the few
times have seen him, the only inn
preston he has left on me is that of
quiet and gentleness. Suppose you
were?" He was resting one arm on top
of McCloud's desk. What of it? You
have done for me up here what
couldn't do George. You have been
kind to Marion when she hadn't
friend near. You have stood between
him and her when I couldn't be here
to do it, and when she didn't want me
/ tO-helped her when / hadn't the priv
! iIege Of doing it." McCloud put Up his
hand in protest, but it was unheeded.
How many times it has been in my
heart to kill that man. She knows il;
she prays it may never happen. That
| is why she stays here and has kept me
out of the mountains. She says they
would talk about her j. I lived in the
I same lDNE anu 1 nave StdgEu away
He threw himself back into the chair.
ITS going beyond both of US now. I've
kept the promise 1 made to her today
to do all in my power to settle this
thing without bloOdshed. 1t will not be
settled in that way, George
Was he at Sugar Buttes?'
/ IF not his gang was there. The
quick getaway. the short turn on Van
Horn. killing two men TO rattle the
pOsse-it all bears Sinclair's earmarks.
He has gone too far. He has piled up
plumber till he is reckless. He is crazy
with greed and insane with revenge.
He thinks he can gallop over this di-
vision anu scare Bucks till he gets down
on his knees to him. Bucks will never
do it. I know him. and l tell you Bucks
will never do it. He is like that man
in Washington: he will fight il to the
death. He would fight Sinclair if he
had to come up here and meet him sin
gle-handed, but he viii never have
to do it. He put you here, George,
to round that man up. This is the price
for your advancement, and you must
pay it,"
1T is all right for me to pay it, but I
don't want you to pay it. Will you have
d care for yourself, GOrdon?"
will you?"
Yes"
You need never ask me to be care
full" Smith went on. THAT is my bus
mess. I asked you to watch your win
dow shades at night, and when l came
in just now I found one up. 1t is you
who are likely 10 forget. and in this
kind of a game man never fOrgets but
, once. I'll lie down on the Lincoln
lounge, George"
Get into the bed"
mo: l like the lounge, and I'm off
! early"
In the private room of the superin-
tendent, provided as a sleeping apart
! ment i'm the old headquarters building
many years before hotel facilities
; reached Medicine Bow, stood the only
curio the Wicliup possessed-the Lin
! coin lounge. When the car that carried
T the remains of Abraham Lincoln from
, Washington to Springfield was disman-
tied, the WiCkiup fell heir TO one piece
of it's elaborate furnishings, the lounge
and the lounge still remains as an early
day relic Whispering Smith walked
: into the bedroom and disposed himself
i in an incredibly short time. I've Dor
rowed one of your pillows, George" hC
called out, presently.
Take both"
Ones enough. ] hope" he went on
rolling himself like hen into the dou-
BILE blanket. the horse Kennedy has
left me will be all right; he got three
, from Bill Dancing. Bill Dancing" he
snorted, driving his nose into the pill
Z low as il in final memorandum for the
| night he will get himself killed if he
T fools around Sinclair too much now"
McCloud, under a light shaded above
his desk, opened a roll of blue-prints
He was going to follow a construction
U gang up the Crawling Stone in thu
morning, and wanted to look over thu
y surveys. Whispering Smith, breathing
. regularly, lay not far away. 1t was lat'
i when McCloud put away his maps, en-
tered the inner room and looked at hi
friend.
He lay like d boy asleep. On the chat
: beside his head he had placed his old
u fashioned hunting-case watch, as big a
5 an alarm clOckA the kind a railroad
e man would wind up with q spixe-maul
Beside the watch he had laid his hug
d revolver in its worn leather scabbard
Z Breathing peacefully, he lay quite a
I his companions mercy. and McCloud
u looking down on this man who neve
= made a mistake, never forgot d danger
l. and never took an unnecessary chance
thought of what between men confidenc
~ may sometimes mean. He sat a mo
} ment with folded arms on the side O
d mis- bed studying the tired face, de
- iTenSeleSS IN the sumner OF fatigue
Il When he turned out the light and Ia
down he wondered whether. some
n where in the valley of the great rive
l to which he was to take his men in tn
~ morning, he should encounter the Sigh
Il and reckless hOrsewoman who ha
Is blazed so in anger when he stood be
fore her at MariOn's. He had struggle
III against her charm too long. She ha
Il become. how or when he could not tel
not alone a pretty woman but a Ease
= mating One-the creature of his cor
< slant thought. Already she NEAR
III more to him than all else in the worl'
re He well knew that if called on
. choose between Dicksie and all else
n could only choose her. But as he DIRE
> together the curtains of thought an
=; sleep stole in upon him, he was resolve
az first to have Dicksie: to have all els
u if he could. but, in any case, Dicks
I Dunning. When he awoke day va
| breaking in the mountains. The hug
| silver watch, the low-vOiced man ar
| the formidable siX-shoOter had disaI
| peared. 1t was time to get up, ar
| Marion Sinclair had promised an ear
II breakfast