Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1911-05-06

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their misfortunes into the faces OF the
father and the son, and to tell them
that the work was his. He heard only
the voice OF the savage in his heart,
and that was whispering. kill KILL"
It was close on midnight when the
door giving on the porch opened and
the two men stood on the threshold
The younger of the two was speaking.
TITS quieter than usual tonight.
That was a good move-getting Lud-
low and the two Helgersons Jailed.
was In hopes we could snaffie old Ca
leb with the others. He pretends to be
peacemalSing, but as long as he is loose,
these fools will hang to the idea that
they're lighting his battle against u.s."
1T is already fought" said the older
man, dejectedly. MY luck has gone.
When Henniker puts us to the wall
we shall be beggars."
The young mans rejoinder was an
exclamation of contempt
You've lost your nerve. What you
need most is to go to bed and sleep.
Wait for me till I've made round Of
the guards, and wen go home. Better
ring up the surrey right now"
He left the porch on tho side near
est the furnace, and Gordon saw an
active figure glide from the shelter of
a fiask-shed and go in pursuit. He
followed at distance. 1t was needful
only that he should know where to find
Farley when Kincaid should have
squared his account
The leisurely chase led the round OF
the great gates first. and thence
through the deserted and ruined coke
yard to the foot of the huge Stag dump.
l .l,..
Tom looked to see Farley turn back
from the toe Of the dump There were
no gates on that side of the yard. and
consequently no guards.
But the short cut to the office was
up the slope OF the dump and along the
railway track over which the drawings
OF molten Stag were run out to be
= spilled down the face Of the decliv-
; ity. There had been no Stag ORA wing
: since the new "blow-in" earlier in the
day; but while he was watching &c
. keep Farley in sight In the intervals
o between the gas-fares, Gordon was
4 conscious of the note OF preparation be-
8 hind him: the slackening of the blast
n the rattle and clank OF the dinkey 10
I connective pushing the dumping ladl'
into place under the furnace lip.
Farley had taken two or thre
d scrambling steps up the rough seamo
= declivity when the workmen tapped tn
= furnace. There was a sputtering roa
a. and the air was filled with coruscatin
sparks.
IL Then the stream OF molten matte
If began to pour into the great ladle,
II huge eight-foot pot swung on tiltin
trunnions and mounted on skeleto
r. fiat-car; and for Gordon. standing y
the corner of the orc shed with hi
II, back to the Stag drawers. the red glo'
" picked out the man scrambling up III
IN miniature mountain of COOLER scoria-
10 this man and another man runnin
IN swiftly to overtake him.
at He looked on coldly until he sa
l. Kincaid head off the retreat and fac
1g his adversary. Instantly there was
ar squirt of fire from pistol in Farley
st right hand. brief flash with the r,
lis port swallowed up in the roar from Il
ID furnace lip. Then the two men close
and rolled together to the bottom
st the slope, and Gordon turned his bac
r When he looked again the tramplir
st. note of the big blast-engines ha
he quickened to its normal beat the blow
he hole was plugged with its stopper
on damp clay, and red twilight born
,is the reflection from the surface of Il
lst great pot of seething Stag had succee,
~.
90 had been two men locked in struge
IL there was now only one. and he w
he living quietly with one leg doubled u!
"a der him Gordon set his teeth in a,
n cry disappointment Had Kinca
,rs broken his compact?
The first-long drawn exhaust of I
~ dinkey engine moving the Stag kett
Ter out to its spilling place ripped the
lence. Gordon heard-and he did n
~, hear: he was watching the prone n
I ure at the dumps toe. When It shou
rise. he meant to fire from where
stood under the caves of the ore h.
M The murder thought contemplat
'sv nothing picturesque or dramatic.
49, was merely the dry thirst for the bio
OF a mortal enemy.
- The putting locomotive had push
~ the slag-pot halfway to the track-e
20 before Farley sat up as one dazed a
- seemed to be trying to get on his Re
- Twice and once again he assayed
- falling back each time upon the bs
~ and doubled leg. Then he looked
MA and saw the slag-car coming; saw a
cried out as men scream in the des
,su agony. The end rails OF the dumpi
"a track were fairly above him.
lrin Gordon heard the yell OF terror q
witnessed the frenzied efforts Of
ace UNoAAeo man ~ Aise "4iN 90 ~ y
you path OF the impending torrent Whe
get upon the murder demon whispered
his ear again. Farley's foot was caul
IN one OF the many sears or seams
ing the lava bed. II was oniy necessary
the wait. to withhold the merciful bull
s. to go away and leaves the wretcl
the man to his fate.
the Like a bolt from the heavens, 4
In the very midst Of the cold blood
ind murderous triumph, came a long-n
lected form OF words. writing itself
rey. flaming letteds in his brain; ''Tl
nen shalt do no murder" And after II
an other; But I say unto you. love y
It'll enemies bless them that curse you.
good to them that hate you"
are. Something gripped him and BET
the he realized what he was doing he