The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1909-09-16

II think | do, too. | think II was
the fellow that shot so well with the
rifle at the barbecue-what was his
name? He was working for Sinclair,
and perhaps is yet"
You mean Seagrue, the Montana
cowboy? No, you are wrong. Seagrue
is man-killer but square one"
How do you know
II will tell you sometime-but this
was not Seagrue.'
One of Dunning's men, was 1t?
Stormy Gorman?"
No. no, very different sort!
Stormy is wind-bag. The man that
is after you is in town at this minute,
and he has come to stay until he
finishes his job"
THE devil That's what makes
your eyes so bright, is 1t? Do you
know him?"
Il have seen him. You may see him
yourself If you want to-"
"Id like nothing better. When?'
"To-night--in 30 minutes" Nc
Cloud closed his desk. There was a
rap at the door.
"That must be Kennedy" said
Smith. Il haven't seen him. but /
sent him word for him to meet me
here" The door opened and Kennedy
entered the room.
"Sit down, Farrell said Whisper
ing Smith, easily. I've gates?"
"How's that?"
"Wie geht es? Don't pretend you
cant make out my German. He is
trying to let on he is not Dutch
man." observed Whispering Smith to
McCloud. You wouldn't believe it,
but l can remember when Farrell
wore wooden shoes and lighted his
pipe with candle. He sleeps under
a feather bed yet. Du Sang is in
town, Farrell"
"Du Sang!" echoed the tall man
with mild interest as he picked up a
ruler and, throwing his leg on the
edge of the table, looked cheerful.
How long has Du Sang been in town
Visiting friends or doing business?"
"He is after your superintendent.
He has been here since four o'clock,
reckon, and I've ridden hard road to-
day to get in in time to talk 1t over
with him. Want to go?"
Kennedy slapped his leg with the
ruler. 81 always want to go, don't I?'
Farrell, if you hadn't been rail
road man you would have made a
great undertaken, do you know that p
Kennedy, slapping his leg, showed his
| ivory teeth. You have such an in
stinct for funerals" added Whispering
Smith.
Now Mr.. Smith. Well, who are
we waiting for? I'm ready" sale
Kennedy. taking out his revolver ant
examining it.
McCloud put on his new hat ant
asked If he should take gun. "Yol
are really accompanying me as m.
guest, George" explained Whispering
Smith, reproachfully Wont 1t b,
fun to shove this man right under d.
Sangs nose and make him bat hi
eyes?" he added to Kennedy. We'll
put one in your pocket if you like
George, provided you have one tha
will go off when sufficiently urged"
McCloud opened the drawer of tn
table and took from it revolver
Whispering Smith reached out hi
hand for the gun, examined it, an
handed 1t back.
You don't like it."
Smith smiled sickly appreciation
"A forty-five gun with a thirty-eigh
bore, George? A little light for shock
little light A bullet is intended
J knock man down; not necessarily
| kill him, but, If possible, to keep hiI
, from killing you. Never mind, we a
, have our fads. Come on!"
, At the foot of the stairs Whisperin
Smith stopped. Now l don't kno
where we shall find this man, but we
try the Three Horses" AS the
started down the street McCloud too
he inside of the sidewalk, but Smit
I dropped behind and brought McClor
4 into the middle. They failed to fin
A Du Sang at the Three Horses, ar
! leaving started to round up the stree
r They visited many places, but eac
o was entered in the same way Ke
Y nedy sauntered in first and move
slowly ahead. He was to step asst
only in case he saw Du Sang. NJ
Cloud in every instance followed hiI
V with Whispering Smith just benin
d amiably surprised. They spent {
h hour in and out of the Front street 1
n sorts, but their search was fruitless.
"You are sure he is in town?' ask
,. Kennedy. The three men stood q
IS liberating in the shadow of q si
Y street.
"Surei" answered Whisperi
N Smith "Of course, if he turns {
n trick he wants to get away quietly
t. is lying low Who is that, Farrell
" A man passing out of the shadow OF
10 shade tree was crossing Fort sire
At 100 feet away.
lie 1T looks like our party" whisper
IL Kennedy. NO, stop a Bit" TIL
he drew back into the shadow. That
Du Sang" said Kennedy; 81 know