The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-08-17

recuy i wasn't much interested
There was hint dropped, however
now you speak about IL. He's keen after
those papers, and doesn't feel salts
he'd regarding the report OF the posse
It's my opinion he's trailing after
Black Bart"
The diningroom was thinning out
and they were about the only ones left
at the tables. Keith stretched him
self looking around
We'll. Doctor, | am very glad to
have met you again, and to learn
Waite Is actually alive. This Is a
rather queer AFFAIR, but will have 10
work itself out. Anyway. am too
dead tired tonight to hunt after clues
In midst OF this babel I've been in
the saddle most of the time for
week. and have got to find bed"
II reckon you won't discover such
> thing here" dryly. Got seven in
room upstairs, and others corded
along the hall Better share my cell
only thing to do
THAT would be asking too much
I can turn in at the corral with Neb;
I've slept in worse places"
Couldn't think of II. Keith and
the doctor got up. Resides, you
sleep at night, don't you?"
Usually, yes. the other admitted.
Then you won't bother me any
no doctor sleeps at night In Sheridan;
that's our harvest time. Come on,
and I'll show you the way. When
morning comes I'll rout you out and
take my turn"
Keith had enjoyed considerable ex'
perience In frontier hotels. but moth
ing before had ever quite equalled this
the pride of Sheridan. The product
OF mushroom town, which merely ex'
listed by grace of the temporary rail-
way terminus. It had been hastily and
fiimsily constructed, so 1t could be
transported elsewhere at moments
notice. Every creak Of bed echoed
from wall to wall. The thin parti'
tons often failed to reach the ceiling
by foot or two, and the slightest
noise aroused the entire floor And
there was Nose of every conceivable
KIM, III DltHNg, llbHl Aht pioi' VI :"
band at the Pioneer Dance Hall oppo-
site, to the energetic cursing Of the
cook In the rear. A discordant din
OF voices surged up from the street
shouts, the shrieks OF
women. rattle of dice. an occasional
pistol shot. and the continuous yell
ing Of Industrious "barkers." There
was no safety anywhere. An exploding
revolver in No. ~ was quite likely TO
disturb the peaceful slumbers OF the
innocent occupant of No. l5 and every
sound of quarrel in the thronged bar
room below caused the ledger TO curl
up in momentary expectation OF
stray bullet coursing toward him
through the floor With this to trou.
BILE him he could lie there and hear
everything that occurred within and
without. Every creak, stamp, and
snore was faithfully reported; every
curse. blow. snarl re-echoed TO his
ears Inside was hell; outside was
Sheridan.
Wearied. and half dead as Keith
was, sleep was simply impossible, lie
heard heavy feet tramping up and
down the hall; once a drunken man
endeavored vainly 10 open his door;
not far away there was scufile, and
the sound of body falling down stairs.
In some distant apartment a fellow
was struggling to draw OFF his tight
boots, skipping about on one foot
amid much profanity That the boot
conquered was evident when the man
crawled into the creaking bed, an
nouncing defantly, IF the landlord
wants them boots OF, let him come
an pull EN- Off Across the hall
was rattle OF chips, and the voices
of several men, occasionally raised in
anger Now and then they would
stamp on the floor as an order for
liquid refreshments from below. From
somewhere beyond, the long-drawn
melancholy howl of distressed dog
greeted the rising moon.
:, Out from all this pandemonium
Keith began to unconsciously detect
the sound of voices talking in The
room to his left In the lull of OBJ
SlIuNlllt hpNHu ~ l'" l'oNh'N
him through the slight open space be-
tween wall and ceiling,
Hell, Bill. what's the use goin out
again when we haven't the price,
"Oh, we might find Hart somewhere,
and he'd stake us. | guess know
enough to make him loosen up. Come
on, I'm goin'."
Not me; this town Ia too near
Fort Hays I'm liable TO run into
some OF the fellows
chair scraped across the fioor as
Bill arose to his feet; evidently from
the noise he had been drinking, but
Keith heard him lift the latch of the
door
AN right, Willoughby." he said,
thickly IN try my luck, an II see
Bart III tell him yer here So long"
lie shufiled along the hall and
went, half sliding. down stairs, and
Keith distinguished the click OF glass
a In IA, Ia =