Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-04-07

con for a few weeks until the scarlet coated riders searched him out. dis s.med him and forced him suileSiy aboard this steamer.
 Old Man Gale cared little for this. for he had spent his life among such men, but as he watched the fellow q scheme outlined itself in his head. ! Evidently the man dared not go far ther down the river. for there was nothing save Indian camps and mis- sion CT two this side sf St. Michaers, and at that point there were a court and many ccldiers, where one was lia- bic to meet the penalty of past mis- deeds; hence he was probably resolved to stop heye, md, judging by his rec ord, he was man of unsettled con. | victions The trader stepped to the door and. seeing Burrell on the deck of the steamer, went down toward him. It was long chance, but the stakes were big and worth the risk. He had thought much during the night pre- vions-in fact, for many hcurs-and the morning had found him still unde- cidcd, wherefore Ire took this course. "Necia tells me that you aim to keep {, law and order here" he began abrupt | ly, having drawn the young man aside. Those are my instructions" said Burrell, but they are so vague"- Well, this camp Is bigger than 1t was an hour ago. and 1t ain't im- proved ary fin the growth. Wonder goes the new citizen" He pointed to the stranger. who had returned to the steamer for his baggage and was de scending the gangplank beneath them, a vnlise in each hand. ''He's a thief i and Q murderer. and we don't want him here. Now. it's up to you.' 'I don't understand said the lieu tenant. whereupon the trader told him Doret's tale. You and your men were sent here to keep things peaceable." !"
 he concluded, .'and l reckon when a
 man is too tough for the Canuck police ha Is tough enough for you to tackle. There ain't lock and key in the camp. and we cin't had . killing or Q stealing in ten years. Wed like to keep 1t that way"
 Well. you see, I know nothing of that shooting nffray, so l doubt if my authority would permit ne to inter- fere," the soldier unused, half to him self.
 "I allowed you were to use your own judgment" said the elder man.
 "So I am. suppose, There Is one chance. Mir. Gale. If you'll back me up I'll send him on down to St. Michael's. That is the most can do." | The lieutenant outlined his plan, and as he went on the trader nodded ap- provai.
 | The young man gazed back at him so squarely. his eyes were so pleasant and friendly, his whole person breath ed such straight up honesty and fresai- ness that shame arose in the old man. and he had hard shift to keep his | glance from wavering. Without fore thought he answered impulsively: "He's desperate and he's dangerous. sold him a 45 just now" He was about to tell him where the man wore It and to add word concerning his dexterity with the gun when the very fearless deliberation of the youth de- tered him. On second thought Gale yielded to an impulse to wait and see | how Meade Burrell would act under | fire. If the soldier emerged scathless 1t would give him line on his charac- ter. If he did not-well, that would be even better.
 The crowd was coming back to the steamer. which had discharged her few bundles of freight, and there was no one inside the log post as they en- tered except Doret and the stranger, who had deposited his baggage at the rear and was talking with the French. man at the bar. At sight of the lieu tenant he became silent and turned carelessly. although with a distrustful stare. Burrell wasted no time. Are you going to locate hereY" he began.
 "Yes.-
 T notice you go skeleton rigged" the soldier continued. indicating the mans baggage. Pretty small outfit for miner, isn't itr'
 "It's plenty for me-"
 "Have you enough money to buy your seasons grub"
 "I guess that's my business"
 "My orders are to see that all new ccmers either have an outfit or are able to buy one" said Burrell. Those that are not equipped properly are to be sent down river to St. Michael's. where there is plenty of everything and where they will be taken care of by the government. Mir. Gale has only sufficient provisions to winter the men already in this district"
 "I can take care of myself" said the man angrily. whether I'm broke or not. and don't want any of your in- terference.- He shot aequIcks gihnce at Poleon Doret. but the Frenchman's face was like wood. and his hand still held the neck of the whisky bottle he