The Huttig news., 1909-11-20

hates Sinclair with deadly hatred for some reason. Just lately Wick wire set up for himself on Little Crawling Stone"
 T have noticed that fellows ranch. " remarked McCloud
 T couldn't leave him at Sinclair's. '' continued Whispering Smith, frankly. The fellow was on my mind all the time. l felt certain he would kill Sin clair Or get killed if he stayed there. And then. when took him away they sprang Tower w on me, That is the price, not of having conscience, for l haven't any but of listening to the voice that echoes where my con- science used to be- said the railroad man, moving uneasily in his chair.
 Bucks broke the ash from his cigar into the tray on the table You are restless tonight. Gordon-and it isn't like you, either"
 Tt is i'll the air. There has been dead calm for two days. Something Is due to happen tonight. I wish I could hear from Banks he started with the papers for Sinclairs yester. day while ] went to Orovile to sweat Karg Blood-poisoning has set in and 1t is rather important to us to get a confession. There's horse" He stepped to the window Coming fast. too. Now, I wonder-no, he's gone by"
 Five minutes later messenger came to the car from ihe Wiekiup with word that Kennedy was looking for Whispering Smith Bucks McCloud and Smith left the car together and walked up to McCloud's office
 Kennedy. sitting on the edge Of the table. was tapping his leg nervously With a ruler Bad news, Gordon"
 Not from Ed Banks?"
 Sinclair got him this morning"
 Whispering Smith sat down. Go on.'
 Banks and I picked up Wickwire on the Crawling Stone early, and we rode over to the Frenchman. Wick wire said Sinclair had been up at Williams Cache the day before, and he didn't think he was home. Of course 1 knew the Cache was watched and he wouldn't be there long, so Ed asked me to stay in the cottonwoods and watch the creek for him. He and Wickwire couldn't find anybody home when they got to the ranchhouse and they rode down the corral together te l look over the horses"
 I Whispering Smiths hand fell help lessly on the table Rode down to gefher! For God's sake, why didn't one Of them stay at the house9"
 Sinclair rode out from behind the barn and hit Wickwire in the arm be fore they saw him. Banks turned and opened on him, and Wickwire tucked for the creek Sinclair put soft bull let through Banks shoulder-tore 1t pretty bad, Gordon-and made his get away before Wickwire and I could reach the barn again. I got Ed on his hGrse and back to Wickwire's. and We sent one of the boys to Orovile for a doctor. After Banks fell out of the 10 him before I came up. You ought to have kept out of this, Ed, he said This is railroad fight. Why didn't they send the head of their own gang after me?'-naming you Kennedy nodded toward Whispering Smith
 Naming me-"
 Banks says: I'm sheriff of this county. and will be a long time yet, 1 took the papers from his breast pocket" continued Kennedy. You can see where he was hit Kennedy laid the sheriff's packet on the table. Bucks drew his chair forward and with his cigar between his fingers Kennedy went on: Ed told Sinclair if he couldn't land him himself that he knew a man who could and would before he was a week older He meant you, Gordon and the last thing Ed told me was that he wanted you to serve the papers on Sinclair
 A silence fell on the company. One of the documents passing under Bucks hand caught his eye and be opened IL. It was the warrant for Sinclair He read it without comment, folded it, and, looking at Whispering Smith, pushed it toward him. Then this. I guess. Gordon. belongs to you.
 Starting from reyerie. Whispering Smith reached for the warrant He looked for a moment at the blood stained caption. Yes. he said. this, I guess, belongs to me"