The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-09-07

because she Was SO ignorant .. her
parentage, and nothing prevented
Hawley nom winning except that
Waite got mad ana decided to fight
That knocked over the whole thing
They We're outside now, and the
irst touch % Jue cool night air, the
FIRST glance ap and down the noisy
street, brought Keith to himself, his
mind READY 10 grapple with the prob
lem OF Hopes disappearance 1t
seemed to him he had already looked |
everywhere, yet there was nothing to |
do except to continue the search. only .
more systematically The sheriff aS.
sumed cUnuul--clear headed. and ac- /
customed to that sort OF thing-cal .
Ing in Hickock aud his deputies to .
assist, and iairly combing the town
from one end to the other. Not u rat /
could have slipped unobserved .
through the net he dragged down that
long street or It's intersCctng gNcls
but It was without result, nowhere
was there found trace OF either the
gambler or his companion
They dug into saloons, hagnlos, !
dance-halls searching back rooms /
and questioning inmates they routed |
out every occupant OF the hotel, Ia
vaded boarding houses, and explored
shacks and tents Indifferent to the
protests of those diaturhed-but with
out result. They found several who
knew Hawley others VINO had aeen the
two together passing by the lighted
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that-nothing Convinced, at last, that
the parties sought we're not alive IN
Sheridan, and beginning to fear the
worst, the searchers separated, and
began spreading forth over the black
surrounding prairie. and by the light
OF lanterns seeking any semblance OF
trail. There was no lack of volun
teers for this work, but 1t was oay,
light before the slightest clue pre-
scented itself Keith, with the sherin
and two or three others, had CROPPED
| their way outward until with the first
, flush OF dawn, they found themselves
at the opening of a small rocky ra-
vine, near the foot of Boots Hill
Peering down into its still Swallowed
! utpNhSs NhtN what dpItdl'N
like body lying there motionless.
Keith sprang down beside 1t, and turn
ed the rigid form over until the dead
face was revealed in the wan light
II was that of the red moustached
Scott. He staggered back at the rec
ognition, barely able to calculate.
Here, Sheriff! This is one of Haw-
ley's mem"
The sheriff was bending instantly
above the corpse, searching for the
truth.
You know the fellow
Yes, his name was Scott"
We'll. he's been dead some hours,
at least six | should say; shot just
above the eye, and good Heavens!
look here Keith, at the size of this
bullet wound; that's no mans gun in
this country-no more than a 80 I'd
say"
Miss Waite had a small revolver.
She must have shot the fellow. But
why did they leave the body here to
be discovered"
TIE sheriff arose to his feet, prowl
ing about in the Frightening glow OF
the dawn.
They were in a hurry to get away,
and knew he woudn be found before
morning. A six hours start means a
good deal. They did drag him back
out of sight-look here. This was
where the struggle took place, and
here is where the man fell" tracing
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put up a stiff fight, too-see where
they dragged her up the path. From
the footprints there must have been
half dozen In the party Get back
out OF the way, Sims, while follow
their trail"
1t was plain enough, now they had
daylight to assist them, and led around
the edge of the hill. A hundred feet
away they came to where horses had
been standing, the trampled sod evi,
dencing they must have been there for
some considerable time. Keith and
the sheriff circled out until they final.
ly struck the trail of the party, which
led forth southwest across the prairie.
Seven horses. one being led light,
said the former That was Scott S.
probably"
That's the whole story" replied
the sheriff, staring off toward the
, bare horizon, and the cusses have al
least six hours the start with fresh
horses" He turned around We'll
, boys, that takes EN- out of my baili
, wick, reckon. Some of the rest OF
=. you will have TO run that gang down.
= To Be Continued.