The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1911-12-29

down-wen be there In the shake of Q
dogs tail"
He helped her over the muddy
crossing. and as they reached a stretch
Of board walk, began expatiating on
the various places lining the way.
That's the Mammoth over there
dance hall back Of it-biggest thing
west of the Missouri-three men killed
there last week-what for? Oh, they
got too fresh-that's the Casino and
the n beyond is Pony Joe's Place
cut his leg off since I've been here
fight over a girl. Amt there any
stores?-sure; they're farther back
you see the saloons got in first-that's
'Sheeny Mikes gambling joint you're
looking at-like to 60 over and see
EN- play? All right. just thought I'd
ask you-it's early anyhow, and things
wouldn't be goln' very lively yet. Say,
there, you red head. what are you try
ing to do?"
The fellow had lurched out Of the
crowd In such a ann as to brush
partially aside the girls veil. per-
hitting the glare Of "Sheeny MikeS"
lights to fall full Upon her revealed
face. 1t was accomplished SO openly
as to appear planned. but before he
could reel away again, Fairbain struck
out, and the man went down. With
an oath he was on his feet, and Hope
covered back against her protector.
Each man had weapons drawn, the
crowd scurrying madly to keep out Of
the line of fire, when, with a stride, a
new figure stepped quietly in between
them. Straight as IN arrow, broad
shouldered, yet small wasted as a
woman, his hair hanging low over his
coat-collar. his face smooth shaven
except for a long moustache, and
e~motionless, the revolvers in his belt
untouched, he simply looked at the
two, and then struck the revolver out
of the drunken mans hand. 1t fell
harmless to the ground.
"And don't you pick 1t up until l
tell you, Scott" he said quietly. III
you do you've got to fight me-"
Without apparently giving the fel
low another thought, he wheeled and
faced the others.
"Oh, it's you, Is 1t, Doctor? Tit
drunken fool won't make any more
trouble. Where were you taking thu
LADY,
ITO the hotel, Bill"
"Ill walk along with you I reckon
the boys will give us plenty of room.
He glanced over the crowd, and thel
more directly at Scott.
Pick up your gum. the brief word
swapping out. This is the second TIM
I've caught you hunting trouble. Tn
next time you are going to find 1t.
saw YOU run into this lady-what di'
you do 1t for?"
81 only wanted to see who she was
Bill"
You needn't call me Bill. | don
trot In your class. My name I
Hickock to you. Was 1t any Of you
| affair who she was?"
81 reckoned l know'd her, and
| did"
The marshal turned his eyes towar
| Hope, and then back upon Scott, .ev
] IDENTIFY slightly interested.
80? Recognized an old friend.
| suppose?"
| The slight sneer in wild Bills
> soft voice caused Scott to flame up 1
sudden passion.
mo, l didn't! but I called the tur
1ust the same-she's Christie Ma
laire."
The marshal smiled.
"AIl right, little boy" he said sobe
ly. Now you trot straight along I
bed. Don't let me catch you on tn
street again tonight, and I'd advis
you not to pull another gun-you'I
too slow on the trigger for this tow
,e Come along, Doctor, and we'll g
70 Miss Maclaire to her hotel"
er (TO BE CONTINUED)