Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-08-06
In Two Parts Part II.

II
l. The office had wired to him to keep sending
for an extra edition. and he had written until his
ached and there was no more to tell: Harris
kept at the telegraph key faithfully until the last
letter had been licked Off Then he dropped his
face on his arms and slept.
Warren closed his key for him and went out
into the fresh spring morning In the windows
of some of the houses the watch lamps lighted
the night before still burned paely. The streets
were empty, and his shoes sounded loud on the
occasional fagstones He was hungry he was
tired, he sleepy; but in his soul was that feel
ing of citation that comes to no human being save
the newspaper reporter who scores beat. And
with it there ardor for the work yet to be done.
More of the night riders had come into town,
and the stable yard at the hotel was filled with
tired, hard ridden horses. The mob that stormed
the Jail had surged back again Some of them
slept in chairs and on the benches in the lobby.
More of them were wide awake, drinking and
talking The suspicion that Sheriff Jones had
captured Sam Brown and hidden him did not yet
amount to certainty, and they were puzzled by
the part Warren had played in the events of the
night. A few of the bolder ones approached him
wariy when he appeared among them, with
proffers of TASKS and conversation. He told them
frankly and breezily his name and business; but
was evasive silent when the whereabouts of
Sam Brown discussed One of them, inn
patient of his fencing, blurted out:
"You tell us this young Teller! Did Jones git
the nigger?'
"Why didn't you ask him when you called?"
Warren grinned.
maybe if we can't git Sam Brown we better
take a substitute, put in another significantly.
"Go ahead" Warren said cheerfully, still with
his smile. "It'll make good story
"Better have yo paper send someone down
here to write it, came direct threat
3Tell me about it and l II write it in advance"
he tainted.
But he didn't feel comfortable among them,
and he went back TO the jail. Sheriff Jones
busting around, and the air was filled with the savo
mingled odors of coffee and ham and eggs frying
"Glad they amt lynched YOU was the Sheriff
o:ucklng greeting. "Was just about to start lookir
TO yo Thes tin basin an soap out in the yard if
want to wash up; How was the story?'
"A darn sight better than the story of lynching
Warren said fervently.
The Sheriff ruddy face broadened with delight q
certainly was he said San it's always the way. l.,
noticed tibet when a finds hssef betwixt duty al
temptation he always gifts more IN the end outen duty
Wash yo face an we'll have breakfast
After breakfast Warren balanced himself CAREFUL
on a slippery horsehair lounge and got hour
nap. He awoke refreshed when the Sheriff shook hin
Luella and Sam Patch had been rubbed down. fed, an
their harness changed for saddles They mounted an
rode boldly past the hotel with the crowd staring aft
them. This gave the Sheriff added delight.
Got em up gum tree now, reckon he chucklec
3But they will follow U.S." Warren urged.
"Let en-" contemptuously It'll take EN- half a
hour to git goin'. and we We got the militia
@But suppose the militia doesn't Gomez"
3It1l come. If it don't we hop the train with Sal
an Bowles an jes keep traveln.'
THERE were few signs of life about the station ha
an hour before trantime when they arrived. The
turned the horses to the still sleepy veryman
Bowes, taciturn, hairy, and pc iul, admitted then
Sans considerable length stretched bench an
he was fast asleep.
@Seens to have easy conscience Warren said.
IL don't believe he done it, the Sheriff replied rehe
lively @Sti yo' can't tell by that. A nigger'1 alwa,
Sleep
The talking awoke Sam, and he rubbed his eyes an
grinned cheerful greeting "Golly Sheriff Boss, d:
mattress hard' he said looking ruefuly the benc
as dey after me yit?"
Nigh tore down the jail thinkin 20 was there, Sam
Talk with Sam and the Sheriff sped the first quart.
of an hour, and then the station master appeared
unlocked the door and stopped on the threshold
au,azement