The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1910-05-22

The man pushed his plate from him and
leaned back in his chair, dexterously filling a
black pipe. He smiled at his companions
fears and took plenty of time to get the pipe
going well before replying. Letting the
smoke issue slowly from his mouth he leaned
forward again and rested his elbows on the
table.
"Only few days more, DEAR" he said laz-
lily, contented by the big supper he had eaten.
"Only few days more an then we'll be safe
from him. know tn country, an know he
don't He don't know where I came from
when he found me stranded an half starved
down in Remington. He thinks he does, all
right, but he don't. Th' TT is off tn earth
as far as he is concerned, an that's where we
stop for good. He'll never look in tn Teuton
country, an if he does-Qnien sabe, as tn
Greasers say. There's five men up there
that would try to turn back tn cavalry for ten
dollars apiece, an I've got tn tens can get
my forty-6ve month right off tn reel, an it,
be ffty-hve inside of three months. I'll bet
he's hunting in Colorado right now"
81 hope SO, joe" the woman replied earn
estly: "But you don't know him like do.
You don't know his rage an revenge. He's
terrible! An suppose he's got that Hopalong
Cassidy, or some of tn others with him;
nothing can stop those men, nothing"
Suppose he amt" laughed Parker. "He
won't have 'em for two reasons: he wouldn't
ask 'em, in tn first place; an if he did they
wouldn't go, in tn second place. They amt
going to go jack-rabbiting with him on a Wild
goose chase for no personal grudges he's got.
An now just suppose he has got Cassidy an
Connors an Wafles, or any you want to
name-why, they can't find us any better'n he
can all alone. An if they ever get over tn
Teuton border they'll never get back again.
But, pshaw, he can't follow us, not nohow."
u wish l was as sure of it as you seem to
be-" she replied, nervously toying with a
spoon.
"You ought to be as sure as am" he re-
joined. "For tn last three weeks we've
doubled, laid false trails an blind ones, an
done everything a plainsman can do to throw
tired out an nervous, that's what ais you.
Why, you've been as full of sand as any man
ever knowed, right along. You've roughed
it, an rid day after day, an never made peep
till tonight! Now yougo up to bed an don't
worry none-get good sleep, for we've got
shore enough rough riding ahead of us for tn
next three days. It's whole lot rougher
than any we've struck SO far, an that's saying
something, too" He smiled and kissed her:
AN after that, you can rest all tn rest of
yore life"
She drew back from him and looked earn
estly into his eyes: Joe, you-you won't
never tell them that THAT | left my hus-
band? An you won't never leave me, will
your I've done lot for you: I've throwed
away everything for you, an gladly, too.
Tell me, dear-you won't, will you?' But
she imPulsively threw her arms around his
neck and gave him no chance to reply: " Oh,
I'm all tired out, an nervous, dear. Don't
pay no 'tention to me, Joe. Only three days
more, an then paradise-only three more
days, dear" Kissing him quickly she broke
away and ran lightly up the stairs, leaving him
looking after her and smiling -
The front door had opened and closed be-
hind rain-soaked man, who stepped softly
towards the rear room when he heard the
voices, Colt in his half-raiscd hand. There
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