The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1911-06-23

Buckamuok." said Shorty Gable, who
was a shyster lawyer when drunk
$50, an how long since they ap
ninte,t you polls messenGer an perse-
0itin attorney. Mister Cable2"
"oh, drop that. Dan. We want Col
ter" observed Corny Lusk, who was
fighter but a fair shade OF white
mostly"
That's wan way T. shpeak a mes
sage" the sheriff answered. "You
want Golfer. You'll not git him from
me. You have your answer, Corny.'
you know where he is, bein at his
house last night" put in Shorty. "The
lady must have told you, Danny dur
ing your conversations"
IF l know. tbs no sign ye will-ye
runt Nv a poleeat. / was on tn Nam
mon thrail last night an knocked at
Golfers dure in tn light av mornin!"
Shorty laughed derisively and made
remark to the man nearest, The
little gray eyes Of the sheriff turned
hard and sharp,
say ugGnf Aln NAAAAd 4 WIN ANNh
In my evenin paper. II there's
annythh' more T. say, get rid av ut
through a clane mouthpiece. / warn
ye I'll hear no more this day from
Shorty Cable!"
Look here, Dam" said Corny Lusk,
elbowing Shorty back, I'VE hang in
Buckamuck for KILN behind. II
you know where Golfer is, it's up to
you to spit 1t out"
Magoon looked away over the cas-
tellated hills, sharply black against
the fiery sunset disk, rubbed his hand
roughly across his face, then said in
an even tone:
"'Tis an unhealthy life out here
on tn Mammon, lads. A man has T.
be jerked up livery now an little, an
BORN agin, as Dante says, T. kape up
tn standin' av morils In tn sittle-
mint. Last night rode down tn thrail
{ help Buckamuck hang Golfer, an
tn OF winch av a Mammon kapes say
in all tn way in tn moon an tn
dark, See tn rid-haired gurrl first,
Danny! Twas in the light av morn
in, as I said befure, that I knocked
at her dure, God KNOWN tn thoughts
in tn head av me. 'Nettie,' l says,
did your man do tn knifin' on tn
rear av Vanrebs carcass?' No. she
says, do ! LUX like tn wife Of a cut
tin coward, Danny? You do not
says /, but are ye happy. Nettie-is
Golfer good t. ye, gurrl?"
"She lukked at me wit a shmile on
ht' swate face av her; thin cast her
eyes down t tn boondle in tn cruk
av her arm, an wit laugh, she
says, DO what you can for him, Dan
ny. I don't blame tn byes, for they
don't understand my man, that's all,
or they wudn't grieve me So You
tell them, Danny she says, tell tn
byes that they're all right, an / be-
lave in thin, on'y they're wrong this
time, she says. Tell thin t bring
my man t me, Danny, for l made him
sore, an tn little wan is chryin' for
him day and night"
The little sheriff spat meditatively
and then turned to Corny Lusk. The
boys were quiet.
Dye 'mimber, ould parrdner, whin
we bint our backs side-by-side on tn
lower Mammon; whin tn days wore
long an there was little shine av yel
low t. pay for thin?
Who was ut that fed an mended
us, byes, gave us grub free whin we
wore broke? Who was mother an
sister an swatehearrt t. livery an
baste av us? Who held tn Mammon
canyon from bein' hell altogether in
thin airly days when ould Bucka-
muck was new?"
Magoon halted, brushed the drops
of sweat from his face with his
sleeve, looked from face to face, then
suddenly jerked them all erect with
the thundered question:
Did tn red-haired gurrl liver lie
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