The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-07-20

not at all liable 20 return to tails SIDE
and thus reveal their identity To
attempt any further advance would be
madness. but he felt perfectly secure
from molestation SO long as he re-
NAMED quietly on the north shore.
Those shots were merely a warning
to keep back; the very fact that the
men firing kept concealed was proof
positive that they simply wished to be
left alone. They were not afraid OF
what he knew now. only DESTROYS OF
not being seen. Confident as to this.
he retreated openly. without making
the slightest effort to conceal his
movements. until he had regained the
scene OF murder. In evidence OF the
truth OF his theory no further shots
were fired. and although he watched
that opposite sand bank carefully, not
the slightest movement revealed the
presence of others. That every mo-
tion he made was being observed by
keen eyes he had no doubt but this
knowledge did not disconcert him,
now that he felt convinced fear OF re-
vealment would keep his watchers at
safe distance. Whoever they might
be they were evidently more anxious
to escape discovery than he was fear
full Of attack. and possessed no desire
to take his life, unless It became
necessary to prevent recognition.
They still had every reason to believe
their attack on the wagons would be
credited to hostile Indians, and would
consider II far safer to remain con-
cealed, and thus harbor this supposi-
ton. They could not suspect that
Keith had already stumbled upon the
truth. and was determined to verify
II.
Secure in this conception of the sit.
uation. yet still keeping a wary eye
about to guard against any treachery
the plainsman, discovering a spade In
the nearest wagon, hastily dug hole
In the sand. wrapped the dead bodies
In blankets, and deposited them there
in, pilihg above the mound the char
red remains of boxes as some slight
protection against prowling wolves
He searched the clothing OF the men
but found little to reward the effort
a few letters which were slipped into
HIS pockets to be read later. some or
binary trinkets hardly worth preserv
ing except that they might assist II
Identifying the victims, and, about tn,
neck of the elder man, a rather pc
culiar locket, containing portal
tx.tA Atv tN.,
time opening this, the spring beinl
very ingeniously concealed, but upol
finally succeeding, he looked upon TIL
features Of a woman of middle age
strong mature face of marked re
finement. exceedingly attractive still
with smiling dark eyes, and perfec
wealth of reddish brown hair. II
held the locket open in his hand 70
several minutes, wondering who sh
could be, and what possible come,
ton she could have held with tn
dead. Something about that fac
smiling up into his own held peculia
fascination for him. gripping him wit
strange feeling Of familiarity, toucl
ing some dim memory which faile
to respond. Surely he had never see
the original, for she was not one
be easily forgotten. and yet eye
hair, expression. combined to remin
him of some one whom he had see
There were no names on the locke
no mR'ks of Identification of any kin,
yet realizing the sacredness of 1
Keith slipped the fragile gold chat
about his neck, and securely hid tn
trinket beneath his shirt
II was noon by this time the su
high overhead. and his horse, wit
dangling rein, still nibbling daintil
at the short grass. There was no re
son for his lingering longer. He swel
, his gaze the length and breadth Of II
desolate valley, and across the riv,
over the sand hills. All alike appea
ed deserted, not moving thing belr
visible between the BLUFFS and II
, stream. Still he had the unpleasal
, feeling of being watched, and II mac
, him restless and eager to be ava
The earlier gust OF anger. the spir
of revenge, had left him, but It hs
I merely changed into a logged resol
, ton to discover the perpetrators
, this outrage and bring them to justi,
, for the crime. The face in the lock
, seemed to ask 1t of him, and his n
/ ture urged response. But he cou
, hope to accomplish nothing mo
here, and the plainsman swung hir
2 self into the saddle. He turned h
horses head eastward. and TO,
a away, From the deeply rutted trs
a he looked back to where the fire st
I smoked in the midst Of that desola
| silence.
To Be Continued.