The Tupelo journal., 1909-08-06

the contest, suggesting the Sherlfr, Ed
Banks, for that Office.
McCloud did not meet the host,
Lance Dunning, that day nor since the
day of the barbecue had Du Sang or
Sinclair seen Whispering Smith until
the night Du Sang spotted him near
the wheel in the Three Horses. Du
Sang at onc drew out of his game
and left the room. Sinclair in the
meantime had undertaken a quarrel
some interview with Whispering
Smith.
Il supposed you knew I was here"
said Smith to him, amiably. "Of
course l don't travel in a private car
or carry a billboard on my back, but
haven't been hiding"
1.-The last time we talked" returned
Sinclair, measuring words carefully,
you were going to stay out of the
mountains"
81 should have been glad to, Murray.
Affairs are in such shape on the d.
vision now that somebody had to
come. so they sent for me"
The two men were sitting at a table.
Whispering Smith was cutting and
~leisurely mixing a pack of cards.
well, so far as I'm concerned, I'm
out of it," Sinclair went on after a
pause, "but, however that may be, if
you're back here looking for trouble
there's no reason, 1 guess, why you
can't find it."
That's not it. I'm not here looking
for trouble; I'm here to fix this thing
up. What do you want?"
"Not a thing"
I'm willing to do anything fair and
right" declared Whispering Smith,
raising his voice a little above the
hum of the rooms.
Fair and right is an old song"
"And a good one to sing in this
country just now. I'll do anything I
a to adjust any grievance, Murray.
What do you want?"
Sinclair for a moment was silent,
and his answer made plain his unwill-
ingness to speak at all. There never
would have been a grievance if I'd
been treated like a white man." His
ayes burned ~sullenly. I've been
treated like a dog"
"That is not it."
THAT is it," declared Sinclair. saw.
agely, land they'll find it's it."
Murray, 1 want to say only this
only this to make things clear. Bucks
feels that he's been treated worse than
a dog"
"Then let him put me back where
I belong"
TITS a little late for that, Murray; a
little late" said Smith, gently.
Shouldn't you rather take good
money and get off the division? Mind
you, I say good money, Murray-and
peace"
Sinclair answered without the slight
est hesitation: mot while that man
McCloud is here"
Whispering Smith smiled. I've got
no authority to kill McCloud."
There are plenty Of men in the
mountains that don't need any,"
But let's start fair" urged Whis-
pering Smith, softly. He leaned for
ward with one finger extended in COZ.
fidence. Don't let us have any mis-
understanding on the start. Let Mo.
Cloud alone. If he is killed-now I'm
speaking fair and open and making
no threats, but 1 know how it will
come out-there will be nothing but
killing here for six months. We will
make just that memorandum on Nc
Cloud. Now about the main question.
Every sensible man in the world wants
something"
II know men that have been going
a long time without. what they
wanted"
Smith flushed and nodded. you
needn't have said that, but no matter.
Every sensible man wants something,
Murray. This is a big country. There's
a Worlds Fair running somewhere all
the time in 1t. Why not travel a lit
tie? What do you want?"
II want my job, OF I want a new
superintendent here"
"Just exactly the two things, and.
by heavens! the only two can't a
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