The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1911-12-07

expressed establishment, but not a
muscle of his body moved. what do
you mean, Bob-are you fellows after
me?"
! Sure thing; got the warrant here"
and he tapped the breast of his shirt
! with his left hand
! The color mounted into the cheeks
of the other, his lips grew set and
white, and his gray eyes darkened
LET it all out, Marshal" he said
sternly, you've got me roped and
tied Now what's the charger"
Neither man moved, but the one be
low swung about so as to face them,
the tail Of his long coat.
MAKE him throw up his hands,
| Bob" he said sharply
ooh, l reckon thar amt goin' ter
be no trouble" returned the marshal
genially, yet with no relaxation of at
| tention Keith knows me, an ex-
poets fair deal Still, maybe l bet
ter ask yer to unhitch yer belt Jack"
A moment Keith seemed to hesitate.
plainly puzzled by the situation and
endeavoring to see some way of es-
| cape; then his lips smiled, and he
| silently unlocked the belt, handing It
over
''Scre, know you're square, Hicks"
he said, coolly. and now I've unlim-
all about"
Il reckon yer don't know"
mo more than an unborn babe. I
have been here but an hour
That's it: if yer had been longer
thar wouldn't be no trouble. Yo're
wanted for KILN couple O. men out
at Cimmaron Crossin' early yesterday
mornin'."
Keith stared at him too completely
astounded for the instant to even
speak. Then he gasped.
For Gods sake, Hicks, do you be-
lieve that?"
I'm damned If l know" returned
the marshal, doubtfully. Don't seem
like ye'd do it, but the evidence is
straight 'nough, an thar amt nothin'
fer me ter do but take We in. l amt
no Jedge an jury
mo, but you ought to have ordinary
sense, an you've known me for three
years"
Sure l have, Jack, but if yee've
gone wrong, you won't be the first
good man I've seen do it, Anyhow. the
evidence is dead agin you, an I'd ar
rest my own grand-dad if they give
me warrant agin him."
What evidence is there?"
Five men swear they saw We haul
In the bodies about, and lootin' the
pockets
Then Keith understood, his heart
beating rapidly. his teeth clenched to
Keep back an outburst of passion. So
that was their game, was it?-some
act OF his had awakened the cowardly
suspicious of those watching him
across the river They were afraid
that he knew them as white men.
And they had found a way to safely
muzzle him. They must have ridden
hard over those sand dunes to have
reached Carson City and sworn out
this warrant. 1t was a good trick
nkely enough to hang him. if the fell
lows only stuck to their story. All
THIS mashed through his brain. vet
somehow he could not clearly comnre-
mend the full meaning, his mind con.
FUSED and dazed by this sudden real
1zation of danger His eyes wandered
from the steady gaze of the marshal.
VINO mad half drawn his gun fearing
resistance, to the man at the bottom
OF the steps. Suddenly 1t dawned
upon him where he had seen that
dark-skinned face, with the black goa
tee, before-at the faro table of the
Red Light" He gripped his hands
together, instantly connecting that
sneering, sinister face with the plot.
Who swore out that warrant?"
I did, II you need to know" a sar-
castle smile revealing a CLEAN Of
white teeth, ION the afidavit of others.
friends of mine"
why are your"