The Detroit times., 1911-10-14
Saturday, October IA,
1911
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bar ana, SINKING MS VOICE W hu1hJ
whisper, asked, Would II be per-
fectly convenient for you to extend
me a limited credity"
Now, Judge Price, You know q
heap better than to ask me that"
she answered. shaking her head.
mo offense. ma'am," said the Judge.
hiding his disappointment, and with
Mahaffy he Quilted the bar.
The sudden noisy clamor OF many
voices, high pitched and excited, float.
ed out to them under the hot sky.
Il wonder" began the judge, and
paused as he saw the crowd stream
into the road before the tavern. Then
a cloud OF dust enveloped IL, cloud
OF dust that came from the tramping
OF many pairs OF feet. and that swept
toward them, thick and impenetrable,
and no higher than tall mans head
In the lifeless air. II wonder II We
missed anything" continued the
Judge. finishing what he had started
TO say.
The score or more OF men were
quite near, and the Judge and Mahaf-
~ made out the tall figure OF the
sheriff, In the lead. And then the
crowd, very excited. very dusty. very
noisy and very hot, flowed into the
judges front yard. For a brief mo-
ment that gentleman fancied leasr
antville had awakened 10 q fitting
sense OF It's obligation to him and
that Il was about to make amends
for It's churlish lack of hospitality. he
rose from his chair. and with splen-
did fiorid gesture. swept on his lat.
Its the pussy fellow" cried
voice.
"Oh, shut up--don.t you think I
know him?" retorted the sheriff
tartly.
Gentlemen" began the Judge
blandly.
Get the welfropei
The Judge was rather at loss prop
erly to interpret these varied re-
marks. He was not long left In doubt.
The sheriff stepped to his side and
dropped heavy hand on his shout
der.
mr.. Slocum Price. or whatever
your name Ii, your little game IL upf'
"Ain't he bold?" II was the woman's
voice this time, and the fat landlady.
her curis awry and her plump breast
heaving tumultuously, gained place
In the forefront OF the crowd.
Dear madam, this Ia an unexpect-
ed pleasurel' said the Judge, with
his hand upon his heart.
/ II want my money! shrieked the
landlady. Good money-not worth
less trash" she shook bill under
His nose. The Judge recognized II as
the one Of which he had despoiled
Hannibal.
.You have been catched passing
counterfeit" said the sheriff. A light
broke on the Judge. q light that stun
ned and daxzled
Il can explain"
Speak to them. Solomon--you
know how I came by the money!.
cried the Judge, clutching his friend
by the arm. Mahaffy opened his Thin
hips. but the crowd drowned his voice
in q roar.
A tall fellow shook q long finger
under Mahaffy's nose.
You scooti"
Mr.. Mahaffy seemed to hesitate.
Some one gave him a shove and he
staggered forward a step. Before he
could recover himself the shove was
repeated.
"Lope on out Of herei" yelled the
tall fellow. Mahaffy was hurried to-
ward the road. Twenty men were In
chase behind him. Then the woods
closed about him. His long legs.
working tirelessiy, carried him over
fallen logs and through tangled
lthickets, the voices behind him grow
ling more and more distant an he ran.
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