Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-06-11
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Death Of pu SANG,

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for blood, had come back, captured
Karg, and begun swearing all over
again, and Smith listened with ami
able surprise while he explained that
seeing Dancing killed, and not being
able to tell from Whispering Smiths
peculiar tactics which side he was
shooting at. German and his compan-
ions had gone for help. While they
angrily surrounded Karg and Seagrue,
Smith slipped from his horse where
Bill Dancing lay, lifted the huge head
from the dust, and tried to turn the
giant over. A groan greeted the at
tempt.
bill, open your eyes! Why would
you not do as wanted you TOT" he
murmured bitterly to himself. A Sec
ond groan answered him. Smith
callsd for water, and from a canteen
drenched the pallid forehead, talking
softly meanwhile: but his efforts to re-
store consciousness were unavailing.
He turned to where two of the cow
boys had dragged Karg to the ground
and three others had their old COM
panion Seagrue in hand. While two
held huge revolvers within six inches
Of his head. q third was adjusting =
xope-knot under his ear.
Whispering Smith became inter.
Ssted. Hold on!" said he, mildly.
what is loose? What are you going
to do?'
Were going to hang these fellows"
answered Stormy, with volley Of
hair.raising imprecations.
"Oh, no! Just put them on horses
under guard"
That's what we're going to do"
exclaimed the foreman. "Only we're
going to run 'em over to those cotton
woods and drive the horses out from
under 'em. Stand still, you tow-headed
COW thief!" he cried, slipping the
moose up tight on George Seagrue's
neck
See here" returned Whispering
Smith, showing some annoyance. t'you
may be Joking, but am not, Either
do 90 tell you OF release those men,"
We'll, I guess We are not Joking
very much. You heard me, didn't
yon!'' demanded Stormy. angrily. I'VE
ars going to string these damned crit
tets up right here in the draw on the
first tree e
Whispering Smith drew pocket
knife and walked to Flat Nose, slit the
rope around his neck. pushed him out
ofgthe circle, and stood In front of him.
you can't play horse with my pris-
oners," he said, curtly. Get over
here, Karg.A Come. now. who Ia going
to walk in hrst? You act like school
boy, German"
Hard words and wrangle followed,
but Smith did not change expression,
and there was back-down. Have you
fellows let Du Sang get away while
you we're playing fool here!" he asked.
"Du Sang's over the hill there on his
horse, and full Of fght yet" exclaimed
one.
Then we will look him up" sug-
gestad Smith. "Come, Seagrue."
Don't go over there, He'll get you
II you do" cried German.
Let u see about that. Seagrue,
you and Karg walk ahead. Don't duck
or run, either Of you. Go,on."o
Just over the brow Of the hill near
which the light had taken plaee.
man lay below q ledge Of granite. The
hor.e from which he had fallen was
grazing close BY, but the man had
dragged himself out Of the binding
sun 70 the shade Oft Tie sagebrush
above the rock-the trail Of It all lay
very plain on the hard ground. Watch
ing him narrowly, Smith, with his
prisoners ahead and the cowboys
riding In . circle behind, approached.
@Du sang!.
The man IN The sasebrssh turned
his head.
Smith walked to him and bent
down. "Are you suffering much. Du
sang!'
The wounded man. sinking with
shock and internal hemorrhage. ut
tered . string Of oaths.
Smith listened quietly till he had
done; then he knelt beside him and
put his hand on Du sang's hand. "Tell
me whore you are hit, Du Sang. Put
yoyr hand to It. IL It the stomach?
Lat me turn you on your side. Easy,
Does your belt hurt? Just minute,
NOW; can loosen that"
Il know ron" muttered Du Sang,
thickly. Then his eyes-terr1ble,
rolfing. pink eyes frightened and he
swore violently.
@Du Sang you are not bleeding
msch, but Pm afraid you are badly
hsFt "sAid Whispering Smith. III there
anything I can do for your"
Get me some water
~ cresk flowed at no great distance
below the hill. but the cowboys re-
fused, 70 60 for. water. Whispering
smith would have gone with seagrue
and KAfG but Du Sang begged him
not to leave him alone lest German
should hill him. Smith canyassed the
situation moment. "I'll put you on
my horse" sad he at leagth, .'and
take you down to the creek"
He turned to the cowboys and asked
them 10 help. but they refused to
touch Du Sang. Rs
WhiSpering Smith Kept his patience.
tKaxg. take that horses head" said
he. Come hare. 6easrue; help me
lit Dus Sang on the horse. The boys
seem 70 be afraid Of getting blood on
their hands"
With Whispering Smith ana Sea,
grue supporting Du Sang In the saddle
and Kasg leading the horse. the cavai.
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