The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1909-07-15
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the gas.range Is out OF action, and we
have TO try charcoal. Notice one in.
teresting thing, Archie, Old Keatcn.
am. whom we we're fighting tooth and
nall three weeks ago. is now bosslng
US ms ruthlessly as a football coach;
and Cousin Cary is taking his slack
talk as meek as a freshman. Great
old boy, Keatohaml And-oh. I sayi
has any one gone 20 the rescue OF the
Rogcrses1 ! saw Kito speeding over
that way from the garage and Haley
hiking after him. hope the nine
small yellow domestios are not burned
az the stake with Rogers; the bally
ire.trap Is blazing like a tar.barreli"
As II happened. the colonel had dis.
patched a small party 70 their neigh.
boris aid. Haley and Kito were not
among them; they were to guard the
garage which was too vital a point in
their household economy 10 leave m.
protected. Nevertheless. Haley and
kito did both run away. leaving
Mexican helper 20 watch; and when
they returned they were breathless
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blood. lie was carefully carrying
something covered with q carriage
robe In his hand.
I've the honor 20 report. sir"
Haley mumbled. s,iff and straight In
his military posture. a very grimy and
bioodstained hand at salute. i've the
honor TO report. sor. that Private Kito
and me discovered two suspicious
characters making up the hillside by
the sekrut road. We purshooed thin.
sor, and whin they wu'dn't halt we
fired on thin. sor. Exploding this here
bum which whit on whin the hlndmost
man tumbled"
kI,o smllingiy flung aside the car
riage-robo disclosing the still smoking
shell OF an Ingenious round bomb,
very similar 10 those used In IRE
works.
The colonel examined II closely; Il
was an ugly BIT OF dynamite craft.
ANY casualties. sergeant" the
colonel asked grimly.
Yes. sor. The man wild the bum
was kilt be the Explosion; the other
man was hit by Private Kito and
wounded In the shoulder but escaped
mesilf have n confusion on me right
arrum. me ankle is sprained; and
livery tooth In me head Is In me pockitl
Report to Miss Smith at the hos
pital. sergeant. Any further reportr'
Il wu'd like 20 riccommlnd Private
Kito for honorable minshun for gal.
lanthry."
4 shall certainly remember him
and you also, sergeant, in any report
that | may make. Look after the
garage. Kito."
Kito bowed and retired, beamlng.
while Haley hobblcd into the house.
The consequences OF the attack made
on the garage did not appear at once.
One was that young Arnold had al.
ready brought the touring car into the
patio in the absence OF Haley and
kito. Another was that he and Tracy
and Klto all repaired 10 the scene OF
the explosion TO examine the dead
mans body. They returned almost i'm.
mediately. but for n few moments
court. The colonel went to Keatcham
In final effort TO dlssuade him from |
going into the city until after he him.
self had gone 10 the Preside and re- |
turned with a guard. He represented |
as forcibly as he could the danger OF |
keatcham's APPEARANCE during n time |
Of such tumult and lawlessness.
I'VE are down TO the primeval pas |
sions now" he pleaded. do you sup |
pose n Il had been Haley instead OF
that dago out there who was killed |
that we could have punished the /
murderer? Not unless we did Il with |
our own hands. They are maybe lying |
in walt at the nrst street corner now. |
II you will only watt"
Keatcham chopped on his sentence
without ceremony. not irritably. but |
with the brusquerie OF one whoss time |
Is too precious for dilatory amenities
"Will the fire waltz" he demanded.
WIN the thieves and toughs and ruf.
fans whom we have TO crush before
they realize their strength, win they |
wait? This Is my town. Winter, the
only town | care a rap for; and /
propose to help save H. can. Dan
ger? OF course there is danger: there
IL danger in every battle: but do yop
keep out OF battles where you belong
because you may get killed? This Is
my affair: II get killed Il is In the
way OF business. and | cant help Il!
No. Arnold. won't have your fathers
son mixed up In my fights; you can't
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Somebody has got to run the ma
chine. sir" insinuated young Arnold
with a coaxing smile; "and fancy
shouldn't be my fathers son II didn't
look after my guest-not very long; |
he'd cut me out Tracy is going. TOO.
he's armed"
"You are not both going" said the
colonel. somebody with head on
him must stay here to guard the
ladies'"
lie would have detailed both Tracy