The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23
CHAPTER ~.
Ceorue McCiou5.

that rouzhened very slowly. McCloud
was a ciassmats Of Norris Blood E al
the Boston Tech. and the acquaint-
ance begun there continued after the
two left school. with a scattering hFe
CT letters between the mountains and
New England. as few and as far be-
tween as mems letters usually scatter
after an ardent school acquaintance
There we're Just two boys IN the Nc
Cloud fsmiiy-JOhn and George. One !
had always been intended for the
church. the other for science Some
how the boys got mixed In their era
dies. and John got into the church For
George. who ought 70 have been
clergyman. nothing was left but long
engineering course for which, after he
got II. he appeared TO have no use
However. II seemed little late 10
shift the life ahgnments- John nad
the pulpit and appeared disposed 70
keep It, and George was left ike
New England farm. 20 wonder what
had become Of himself.
II Is. nevertheless. odd now matters
come about John McCioud, q pros
porous young clergyman. stopped on
California trip al Medicine Bend 10
see brother George ciassnate anu
something Of a real western town. lie
saw nothing sensatiOnal--it was there
nut he did not see it-but he found
both hospitality and gentlemen, ana
II surprised was too weil-Dred 10 ao-
nit IT, His one-day stop ran on 10
several DAYS. In leaving, John BIC
Cloud. IN seventh heaven Of enthUsi-
agnn over the nigh country, asked Nor
'rfs BLOOD whv he could not md SOME
thing for George out there; and Blooa,
not even knowing the boy wanted 10
come wrote for him. and asked Bucks
% give him job. Possibly, being
oversoIicitOUs George was nervous
when he talked 10 Bucks: possibly me
impression left By his big strong piou
brother John made against the boy.
a. All events. Bucks. after he talked
" III George. shook his head. Il could
make a 7rst-ciass railroad man out OF
the brother Yes. I've talked with hifn
He can't do anything but figure eleVa-
tlonR. and. by heaven we can't teed our
oun engineers here now. 80 George
found himself stranded In the noun
tains.
George McC1oud took IL quietly. i m
10 worse of here than 7 was back
there Morris" Blood. at that, piucked
20 courage to ask George TO take
lob in the Cold Springs mines. ana
George jumped at it. II was tmpos-
bic to get q white man 10 I'VE al
Cold Springs after he could save
enough
was welcomed as assistant superln-
tendent at the Number Eight mine,
with no salary to speak Of and all the
one day. coming down special
from Bear Dance. Gordon Smith. VINO
bore the nickname Of whispering
smith. rode with President Bucks IN the
privacy OF his car. The day had oeeA
long. and the aikal lay light on the
Ia
been canvassed. and the troubles put
aside for chicken, coffee and cigars,
when smith. who did not smoke, toid
the story OF something he had seen
the day before at Cold Springs that
pleased him.
The men in the Number Eight mine
rad determined to get rid OF some
italians. and after a good deal OF
rowing had started in 10 catch one OF
them and hang him. They had chosen
a time when McCloud. the assistant
SUPERINTENDENT Of the mine, was down
with mountain fever. II was he who
had nut the Italians into the mine.
He had already defended them from
injury. and would be likely, II was
lrno-sn. 10 do so again. II he were able.
on this day mob had been chasing
the daros. and had at length captured
one. They were running him down
the street to a telegraph pole when
the assistant superintendent appeared
in scant attire and stopped them
Taking advantage of the mOmentary
confusion. ne hustled their victim into
the only place Of refuge at hand.
billiard hall The mob rushed the
hall. In the fartheEt corner the I'M
lucky Italian, bleeding like bullock
and insane with fright. knelt clinging
20 McCloud's shaIy knees. In trying
10 make the beck door the two had
been cut of. and the sick boss had
got into a corner behind a pool table
10 make his stand. In his pocket ne
had a pistol. knowing that to use ii
meant death to him as well as 10 the
wretch he was trying to save. Fifty
men were yelling in the room. They
had rope. hatchets. sprinkling OF
guns, and whisky enough 10 burn the
town, and in the corner behind pool
table stood the mining boss with
mountain fever, the dago and broken
billiard cue.
Bucks took the cigar from his
mouth. leaned forward in his chair
and stretched his heavy chin out Of
his neck as II the situation nov
promised a story. The leader. Smith
continued. was the mine blacksmith,
a strapping Welshman. from whom
NcCioud had taken the Italian in the
street The blacksmith had "A revolv-
or. and was crazy W!th liquor. Nc
Cloud singled him out In the crowd.
pointed a finger at him, got the atten-
ton Of the men. and lashed him across
the table with his tongue until the
blacksmith opened fire on him with
his revolver, McCloud all the while
shaking his finger al him and abusing
him like a pickpocket- The crowd
couldn't believe it's eyes" Gordon
smith concluded. land McCloud vas
pushing Cor the blacksmith with his
cue, when Kennedy and I squirmed
through 10 the front and relieved the
tension McCloud wasn't hit"
What is that mining mans name ."
asked Bucks. reaching for a message
clip.
"McCloud"
First nance" continued Bucks. me
cnsnically.
George.
Bucks looked at his companion IN
surprise Then he spoke. and a feel
Ing Of self abasement was reflected in
his words George McCioud." he
echoed. Did you say George? Why.
] must know that man. 1 turned him