The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-11-25


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ought tosa.o qea Al tirSn o.srnichts
to sp9a Tat
In onl.nou, Taa up lom Tie cravJ.
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Sc | spoke lat,.. H., .s.ls wapri Ia
calisi Pink Dtiyr.
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ing, picked il D ;'ic e,lgc stheng.
WcgeacraiIy s.. 4 prrYlcwc dn'i know
-at least, l,i cni ..s d Gs'H,.s} /.
"Ail to The good i II rcNc,p SID Delor.
Come on, rien, we can t do nothin' till We
hear from the French Drip Cave delegation
-an' you say you was...t 70 drag the woman
into this dirty mess?
"Only on the gcornds that it amt" re-
marked Didsey
What do you do .g..h woman-bcatcrs
over n your white man S town.
felt the shock Of the words as they
passed through poor Martin.
We don't feature en- So to make EN-
popular said Didsey, "bein what you
might call not trong on womcn-iolks over
home" fs5
Big Ping stepped into the doorway Of the
bar-room, and faced the crowd outside.
Only for a second Or two at time did lis
eyes leave Martin, bps .hc appeared to ad-
dress Didsey:
"Supposin' you'd shut up shop Of an
evenin' over'n your homc-hSnllct, when yaa
sudden hears the cscreams of d whipped wc-
:aan-hears tie voice and the blows Of ti.e
man who broke into her house? Srpposin',
when you an Others raa to help, you got
shot at by this man-sos your towrs!scn
and ncighbcrs are perforated and on sick
report unprecedented, an your pore cid
Doci5 huzzin' perturhed from sore to sore
"And yor-all let this fenaie-punishcr-.-
this shootin' gent get away3" Didsey IN
CURED
"Not aig-sactly,p drawled Delor, cooling,
his eye on Martin, 'that IS we did have him
hcrded up solitaire in French Drip Cave
awhile ago. Returns from tharll be in
shortly. Only Lattrice wasn't dressed
like this here--whcn we drove him into the
dark yonder; in fact, he wasn't dressed
much to speak OF. s
"Why don't you go in the cave and get
him2 Didsey asked.
There hain't no one died from the
shootin incidents yit, Delor replied con-
cisely. "Deekin Deevy is hoverin', so {
speak II Deekin dies, we 60 in an get
him at any price, allus providin' he's there
an not here, which would simplify con-
siderable. This here town is slow t anger,
an doesn't care to rush through a zone. OF
light in the range Of man in the dark with
two guns, And then, Latt-ice has made
some promises about usin' Up all his atll-
munition. All in all, we've been content to
starve him for day or two"
Nails were driven into Martin Flint this
hour. Literally he withered under the
words Of Big Ping
"What of the woman" | asked.
"She's changin' back to proper color as
well as could be expected"
The thought was queer to me, queer aid
unpalatabe--that Mary Gives soft, white
skin should be blackened by mans hand.
"You say this Lattrice broke into tie
womans house?" l went on, after min
ute. .
"Thats the idea, Delor replied making
clear that she had not lied in the letter.
Night came, when she wouldn let him in.
Maybe we're soft an ol'-fashioned here in
Mariposie, but We low fur awomans natu-
raj Institution Of Judgment. We told Lat
trice to sleep out that night, offerin him
accommodations various, suggestin' heturn
up next mornin with shave an shine an
try agin. Std o that, he goes On drinkin'
Finally, two nights ago, he gives Us Che slip,
breaks in an aforesaid, screams starts the
town Oh,he amt pretty nor respect
able inside, this Lattricc Yet, I've Seen
him look Just as innercent and ready to-
burstrihto-tears as this a-ledged twin o
his'n." h
1t was now that Martin spoke up His
face was gray-white in the broken light from
the saloon, and there was something in his
voice hadn't heard for long,
Men Of Mariposa," he said clumsily,
'it'smy brother in the cave, an my prisoner
by rights. He run of with the woman !
was going to marry, and took the money
had saved. His life belongs to me-
"Go and get it!' voices cried. Go to
| the cave an get your mani
J "That's what I'm askin'," Martin said,
; looking straight at Deor.
, Didsey and broke in, but quick, i'm.
! ploring look from Martins eyes made US
silent. Delor, who seemed 50 slow in al
| things, missed nothing
: do you mean to Kill hr, III thcfc--or
} bring him OUT?
i "Do you mean to kill inf | bring him
out1n Martin shot back.
Delofwsved his huge hand over the crcwd