The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-08-19
(oopyright A. @. Mcciurs = o.. MOO
CHAPTER XXI.
The Marshal Of Sheridan.

courtesy, consisting oil layer OF GIN
ders. scattered promiscuously 30 as to
psrtjslly conceal the underlying mud.
and a dismantled box car. in which
presided ticket agent and telegrapher.
A hundred yards below was the big
shack where the railroad officials
lodged. Across the tracks blazed In
willingly the First Chance" saloon.
All intervening space was crowded
with men, surging aimlessly about In
the glare of locomotive head light.
and greeting the alighting passengers
with free and easy badinage. Stranger
or acquaintance made no difference,
the welcome to Sheridan was nOisily
extended. while rough play and boarse
laughter characterized the mass.
Hope paused on the step, even az
DIR. Fairbain grasped her hand, dinned
by the medley OF discordant sounds,
and confused by the vociferous jam
OF humanity. band came footing
down the street In hack. a fellow.
with voice like fog horn. bowling
on the front seat The fellows at the
side Of the car sureed aside 10 get .
Fsirbain, taking quick advantage OF
the opportunity thus presented, swung
his charge to the cinders below. Bend
ms before her, and butting his great
shoulders into the surging crowd, he
succeeded In pushing passage
through. thus finally bringing her
forth to the edge OF the street.
Hey, there" he said shortly. grab
hing a shirt-sleeved individual by the
arm. Where's Charlie?"
The fellow looked AT him wonder
ingly.
Charlie? Oh. you mean the Kid?
Well, he amt here ter.night; had a
weddin', an is totin the bridal
couple round
Fairbain swore discreetly under his
breath. and cast an uncertain glance
at the slender figure shrinking beside
him. The streets OF Sheridan were
not over pleasant at night
only hack in town III somewhere
else. Miss he explained briefly. Il
reckon you and will have to hoof It,"
lie felt the grip OF her fingers on his
sleeve.
The boys are little noisy. but it's
just their way-don't mean anything
you hang on to me. an keep the veil
down-we'll he there In the shake OF
dogs tail"
He helped her over the muddy
crossing, and as they reached stretch
OF board walk, began expatiatiug on
the various places lining he way,
That's the Mammoth over there
dance hall back of it-biggest thing
west OF the Missouri-three men killed
there last wcek-what tor Oh. they
got too fresh-that's the Casino and
the one beyond is Pony Joes Place
cut his leg on since i'ye been here
tight over girl. Amt there any
stores sure; they're farther back
you see the saloons got In hrst-thats
'Sbeeny Mikes gambling Joint you're
'em play All right, just thought Id
ask you--it's early anyhow, and thines
wouldn't be goin' very lively yet. Say,
there. you red head what are you Try.
Ing TO do%
The fellow had mrched out of the
crowd In such a manner as to brush
partially aside the girls veil, per
hitting the glare of "Sheeny Mikes"
lights to fall full upon her revealed
face II was accomplished so openly
as To appear planned but before he
could reel away again Fairbain struck
out, and the man went down Win
an oath he was on his feet, and Hop,
covered back against her protector
Each man had weapons drawn, thu
crowd scurrying madly TO keep out o
the line OF Are, when, with stride,
new figure stepped quietly In between
them. Straight as an arrow, bros'
shouldered yet small wasted az
woman. his hair hanging low over hi
coat collar, his face smooth shave
except for long moustache, an
emotionless, the revolvers in his bel
untouched, he simply looked at IN
two, and then struck the revolver on
OF the drunken mans hand. II te
harmless to the ground.
And don't you pick 1t up until
tell you, Scott he said quietly. ="
you do you've got to fight me"
Without apparently giving the "a
low another thought, he wheeled AT
faced the others.
"oh, It's you, is 1t. Doctor? II
drunken fool won't make any mo
trouble. Where were you taking Il
LADY,"
ITO the hotel, Bill"
"I'll walk along with you. reck
The boys will give us plenty OF room
lie glanced over the crowd and tn
more directly at Scott.
Pick up your gum" the brief wor
swapping out. This Ia the second I'll
I've caught you hunting trouble, T
next time YOU are going to find 1t.
saw you run into TITS lady-what
you do IT for?''
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