Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1911-11-10
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OF a picketed horse and not far away
a dark bundle on the ground that
breathed heavily.
'"rhe young devil" groaned Gabriel
to himself sleeping like that tonightv'
In spite OF the silent vow that had
bern registered half hour before
Harry Barry's friends moved as by one
accord to accomplish set purpose.
Quietly enough one unprotected the
horse White star and. mounting his
own beast. led the other. Another
pulled blanket from his saddle. and
the other two assisted in tossing Il
over Harry Barry's head and bodily
carrying that bundle of muftied threats
aud wriggling muscles to GabriePs
mount. where he was laid across the
saddle In front of the lean raDchman,
and in less time than 1t takes to relate
the incident they were away, riding
like streak for the state line.
The animated form OF their captive
only added speed to the flight OF Ga
briefs horse. Familiar expressions.
some of them profanely strong, as
sured them that they had made no mis-
| take In capturing the right man. 1t re-
quired all of Gabriers iron strength to
hold the angry captive In place.
The mysterious change that heralds
the dawn found Gabriel. Jim Lewis.
| the Crane and Tim Lewis riding
through narrow defile whose farther
end marked the line of another state.
Harry Barry. shaken into a more com.
Portable posture. but his head and
shoulders still enveloped in the blan-
ket. was permitted to ride White Star,
while his friends with voices lowered
during their infrequent converse man
aged to conceal their Identity from
him.
When they were safely on another
territory they paused and gathered
into a semicircle about the prisoner.
The blanket was withdrawn from Har'
~ Barry's indignant countenance.
and he split the morning air with a
whoop of disgust when he viewed the
faces OF his friends In the wan day
light. Worn and haggard they were.
but each pair OF faithful eyes viewed
him with brotherly love.
what In the blnnkety- blank-blank Is
the matter with you gazaboesf" he
beloved wrathfully. ''Is this what
you call joke to carry a Teller thir-
ty miles away from the first streak OF
luck he's ever had? l wish I'd kept II
to myself He looked around at their
crestfallen faces. his own anger abat-
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the eyes fixed on him.
"We're your friends, Harry" boom
ed Gabriel solemnly. what we've
! done tais -aisst aas been ain the law
as we all know IT, but l don't believe
one mothers son of us would have
done It for anybody but you. Seems
like couldn't bear not TO hear you
laugh no more The rough fellow
drew his sleeve across his brow, and
for an instant his troubled and betray
ing eyes were hidden.
The others nodded assent "Not for
nobody but you, Harry" added the
Crane crustily.
Harry Barry stared at their woebe-
gone faces with bewildered eyes. He
looked little like condemned man
q man who had faced death but "a few
short hours before-a man who had
escaped certain hanging from one o:
the three cottonwoods at Satan's Gulch
What's the rumpusf" he demanded
ut length. "You got my note all
rightf"
That's why we came. Rnd-whnt's
happened that you call the limb OF n
cottonwood the first streak OF lucl,
you ever hadT demanded Gabriel
sternly. 'There want no gal In the
case?"
Harry Barry stared. mary gall
he managed to say after awhile, "bul
what's the limb Of cottonwood tree
got to do with me?"
Silently Gabriel passed over the note
that the Mexican had delivered, and
the others stared curiously as the
young man read IT,
where's the rest Of it?" he demand
ed.
REST OF it," they echoed.
"The first part. It's been torn on"
That's the way II was handed 70
me-" said Gabriel.
IN bet the greasy toad tore some
OF Ii or 10 make cigarette" sput
tered Harry Barry. Then. turning TO
ward them, he said without trace OF
humor in his pleasant voice: This
part. boys. sounds mighty desperate
but when | tell you what was I'm the
part that the greaser tore or you'll
understand. The whole note said
Murray. I've struck silver at Satau's
Gulch after all. Come to the three
cottonwoods and bring the boys tc
celebrate. It's the Last Chance And