Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1910-03-26


er Boston. When they'd been gone
some time. Laramie he rode into Camp
and they told him what happened. He
heard them all through. and then he
turned round, real quiet like. to a
Greaser and sung out to him to fetch
a fresh horse; and he rode of, never
sayin' another word, except to ask
which way the cuss had gone. II
wasn't long before he met the party
comm back. and they told him they
hadn't no show to catch Boston. be-
cause he'd got so much OF a start:
and Laramie he said that was all right.
but he'd just allow he'd keep on and
try, and he did. You see. be went
slow over the high mesas and ridges,
but he rode fierce over the low lands
and In the valleys; and after awhile
he comes up behind Boston. real quiet
and pleasant like
I'm sort OF 'fraid.' says Boston
that I've struck a streak OF bad luck
fired at a man down 10 Taos. and I
allow I hit him pretty hardl'
Why. that's nothin.' says Laramie
Amt We had a man for breakfast
quite frequent In TaosT
You see. he was talkin' that way
to put Boston OF his guard. and he
rode right up alongside OF him, Just
the same as II they was pards, and
all the time he was lookin' him over.
and he saw two big six-shooters IN his
belt Well they rode along. and Lar.
annie he was speakin' real pleasant.
and all Of a sudden. quick as a Hash.
he pulls his gun and sticks II 70 Bos-
tons head. and says he: Drop your
belt, or I'll kill youl'
You don't mean IT, says Boston.
Drop your belt. and be id quick
about It. or I'll blow your head on
yells Laramie; and Boston he didn't
wait no longer.
And Boston be knew the game
was up, and he didn't say another
word, but Just rode along as quiet as
n lamb; and as they passed the belt.
with the two pistols in IT, lynn on the
ground, Laramie he swings himself
down and picks them up; and all the
way back he never took his ewes OF
OF Boston, and kept his guns on him.
And when he got back 10 Taos. and
Boston was locked up. you bet the
boys Just rode Laramie round on their
shoulders. and they set up the drinks
Champagne wine. too; eight dollars
n bottle. You see. Laramie he didn't
let on how he got away with Boston.
but Boston himself told the boys. when
they was tryin' him. He said no one
else could have done t."
Evidently a reliable man in a pinch
your friend Laramie" I remarked. as
Badly concluded.
You bet that's what he Is" returned
the sheriff. enthusiastically. And re-.
member what I told you. Reno. II the
U. 5. ever wants a handy DEPUTY.
you know where TO find him"
Three weeks later I was destinsd 10
be reminded OF my conversation with
the sheriff by strange coincidence
= telegram reached me from head
quarters instructing me to proceed 10
k1agstan and arrest four Mexicans
who were running sheep ranch and
were accused OF setting Are 20 govern
ment timber. There was nothing ont
or the ordinary about this. but when
my eye rested on the name OF lose
Gutierrez in the message nv mind re-
verified TO Baldy's suspicion regardinR
the outlaws who had been responsible
Tor the robbery at the Blue Moon
mine, and I INDUCED in a gasp of
establishment
Queer thing" 7 unused. III these fell
lows should turn out TO be the mem.
oers OF the gang that got away from
Badly"
The others named in the telegram
were Victor Anton. Garcia Somrez
and Manuel Estadas. but OF them OF
course knew nothing. At all events
the Blue Moon affair meant nothing to
me, II was case for the territory au-
thorities to handle. What had TO do
was 10. get after the bunch on the
government charge, and proceeded
TO make my arrangements at once.
The message further stated that II
would be we'll for me TO take along A
deputy man that could rely thor
oughly upon in case OF trouble. as the
Mexicans were said to be a bad lot.
who did not confine themselves alto
gether to the peaceful pursuit OF sheep
herding, but were suspected OF indulE-
ing in other pastimes frowned upon by
the law. The result of my cogitations
was the dispatching OF a message to
Badly informing him that had some
important business on hand. and would
Do glad TO avail myself OF Laramie
Biil's valuable services II they could
be had In a hurry.
The sheriff was true to his promise.
and must have acted with lightning
promphtude. for FIVE hours later Lara
ME Bill himself stood before me.
He was In no sense OF the word q
big man, this celebrated specimen of
the border breed. Five feet eight In
height, and built on graceful, rather
than powerful, lines, be did not look at
nrst sight to be particularly danger
Gus antagonist But there was some
thing cat-iike In his movements and a
hint OF suppressed fires In the glance
OF his cold gray eyes that bespoke the
man to be perfect whirlwind OF &C
tivity and determination when aroused
to action. His voice, low in tone and
drawing forth sentences with seem
ingiy lazy Indifference, was also high
ly deceptive. IL taken as an index to