The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1910-02-26

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freight train pulled slowly out upon q
siding. Even as it did 10 Darlington
caught sight Of the $50 train a. it
rounded the curve just beyond the sta
ton. r $3.50 ls..s---:s' =,
A moment later Susie Cutler, her
trim little figure set of by a skillfully
tailored gray travelling suit and her
face wearing the look, Of determination
betting girl who had just completed
q journey nearly across the continent
alone descended to the platform OF
Gilt Gulch station. Darlington rushed
toward her joyfully. Within three
steps Of her he encountered an obsta-
cle-a very serious obstacle. This was
nothing less than the .muzzle Of re-
volver. Behind the revolver stood Mr..
James Busby.
''Now, young man." said Mr.. Busby,
"we'll attend to your little matter, and
We won't be long doing it."
Then Busby became suddenly con-
scious of a voice, evidently feminine,
proceeding from some point in his
rear and of the light pressure Of a
hand upon his arm.
do you know" said the voice, tits
dreadfully careless of you pointing
that thing at anybody 20. Why, it
might 60 off,"
Turning about, Busby. looked into
the piquant features Of Susie Cutler.
He decided unhesitatingly that, not.
withstanding some freckles and the
tendency Of the nose to turn up, it was
a rather pleasing face to view.
$50 it might said Busby slowly.
$50 it might" =. !:
"Well, then. stop aiming it at Har-
Mr.. Darlington" she commanded.
you make me nervous"
"Fact u.s." said Busby, IT was sort
Of planning to shoot MIR. Darlington"
He had lowered his weapon and
spoke very calmly and deliberately.
'What!' shrieked the girl. you!
have the audacity to stand there and
tell me you mean to commit cold
blooded: murder? Where are the po-
lice? A splendid place this must be to
live in, where man goes out to kill
another as coolly as he'd eat his
breakfast!'.
@That's the way with all you folks
from out Boston way" grumbled Bus
by. you're always getting murder
and the administration Of Justice
mixed. I amt going to murder him.
I'm going to execute him. He's done
me dirt, and If he amt killed he'll do
somebody else dirt. So for the good
of everybody he'd ought to be shot.
What do you care anyway? Amt no
relative Of yourn, is hep
'fWhy, no." she answered In some
confusion, "he isn't a relative exactly
that is. he''-
A CLEAN Of comprehension shone in
Busby's eyes.
"Come to. think Of it," said he, II
heard something about his being 60
ing to get married. Be you the girl?"
She nodded. -. .-..:..
/, EYES," she answered simply, 'Tm
the girl'' -:
>"Then," said Busby, Its clear
enough to my mind that in interfering,
with; this. execution you're preventing
me from doing you a; great favor.
<Howsomever, it you stick: to it that
you don't want him shot and If you'll
take him out Of Nevada and keep him
OUT 49,.
The girl did not wait for him to fin
ish. She transferred her grasp from
Busby's arm to that Of Darlington,
who during the preceding conversation
had stood silent, his face white, his
limbs trembling, cold sweat beading
his forehead.
"Come, Harry" she said imperiously.
Meekly, with bowed head and down
lead him aboard the train, which was
now, the track being clear, about to
move eastward. r..
Jim Busby sat down upon the edge
of the platform and burst into a roar
of laughter. Long after the train had
disappeared ABOUND the curve below
the station the, station master found
him there, his broad shoulders still
shaking with euerriment.
"Well, you doddering idiot" said the
station master, whats the joker
'Oh, amt he going to get his all
right. thought" queried the m1rthful
Busby. Did you hear her Come, Har-
ry,' him and snake him aboard the.
train like he'd been puppy h1tchsd
to string? He got out Of being exc
cuted, but he's getting a Life sentence.
and that's a whole lot worse"
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