The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-06-27
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We We got to treat Uncle Sam s guests
ltenderly.'
"I1l handle him like pet kid, !" re-
turned Laramie. "Wben was you fig
urin', on goin' after the rest of the
"Wc II start early tomorrow morn
Ing ! said 81 think 1t IS best TO make
daylight Job of it,"
[ returned to the boarding house
where we had put up and lounged
about for the balance of the day. Much
to my surprise, Laramie failed to put
in an appearance, nor during my sub
scQuent wanderings around the town
did L discover any trace Of my erst-
while deputy. A visit to the jail left
me no wiser than before. Jose, in his
cell. merely glared Indignantly when
approached him and declined to en-
ter into conversation with me, ! no
ticed swelling and discoloration
adorning the Mexican IS right eve that
could have sworn was not in evil
dence few hours earlier, and | won
dered, with vague feeling of discom
fort, if Laramie, in spite of my warn
ing, had been applying other means
than those of moral suaslon to the
prisoner in his zeal to extract informa'
ton from him regarding his compan-
ions, Had I been aware of the even
y
assistant had mapped out for himself
my discomfort would have been large
ly increased, but of the startling train
of events which followed his visit to
the Jail 7 was destined to remain IN
blissful ignorance for the present:
What had actually happened was
this: After [ left Laramie alone with
the prisoner my energetic deputy pro"
ceedcd to mako the Mexican talk ac-
cording TO certain methods that would
not have met with the sanction of the
United States government, In other
words, he brow beat and man handled
the unlucky Jose in such vigorous style
that the terrified greaser finally wlltcd
and consented to reveal the where
abouts of his accomplices, On obtain
ing this information Laramie, hiled
with an unholy Joy, obtained a fresh
horse and started out on an expedition
on his own account. He rode steadily
all that afternoon until he reached the
San Braido canyon, and drew rein IN
sight of the shanty on the hillside of
which the cattlemen had told us. 1t
was dusk when he halted, and the can
yon was level with shadow On the hill
in plain view stood roughly con
structed cabin with wreath OF smoke
curling up from It's lone chimney, Lar
annie waited with impatience for hight
to show in the windows. then tied hls
horse and scrambled down to water
hole near by. An hour passed before
a light suddenly twinkled and became
steady against the hillside, Just lower
than the stars. Then Laramie walked
cabin and Knocked sharply on the door
Being a careful observer of border etl-
qucttc, he stepped swiftly TO one side
as the door. which sagged on rawhide
hinges, scraped when showed from with
in. Instantly the opening was hot with
the Kissing breath of three bullets.
Laramie stepped into the doorway:
"What 'ye mean?' he demanded of
the Mexican who stood facing him.
addressed. THas The Scnor Laramie
no more sense than to come poundin
round here this wayP | once KILLED
guy that done such fool trick like
that"
81 know you did" returned Lara
mic, placidly. "And that's gust why
YOU didn It nail me. You don't act sur
priscd to see me- Manuel; was you
lool1in' for me TO call''
The Mexican showed his yellow teeth
in smile 'IWc have some what you
call good friends in re town he ad
mitted. "an' they think perhaps You
come up here" ~
$50, - commented Laramie, coolly.
"I see you got my old pal Garcia with
you. What's become OF Vlctor!'
For reply Manuel stepped to the
window and whstled softly. There
was an echo, then crunching steps on
the gravel and man stood at the door;
Glow arc you, Victor?' greeted
Laramie languidly.
- How long did the good Senor Lara
mic wait down below?D inquired Man
ucl
81 think bout one hour" replied
| Victor, with a grin.
The fact that he had been watched
! since his arrival did not seem to agi-