The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-08-24


there Neah tunnel mpa.aa. o
the clerk
ANY train running east?"
Well, they generally start one on;
every day" with a glance toward the
clock, long bout this time Maybe
It's gone, and maybe it hasn't"
1t was already nearly dark uuu idc
rs the two men FASTENED touurd the
depot They arrived there barely IL.
time TO see the res lights on TIE las
car disappear No inquiries made of
those lounging about brought results
they had been interested in lot OF
drunken graders loaded on the nat
cars by force. and sent out under
guard-and not one could tell whether
any man answering Waites descrip
ton was in the single passenger
coach. Convinced. however, that the
General would waste no time in prose
cutting his search, Keith believed him
already on his way east. and after dis
missing Neb, with instructions to
watch out closely for Hawley, he
made his own way back to the hotel.
1t seemed strange enough how com.
pletely he was blocked each time. just
rs he thought the whole battling mys.
terry was about tn be made clear. Haw.
ley was playing In rare luck, all the
| cards running easily to his hand thus,
at least, gaining time, and strengthen.
ing his position There could no long
er be any doubt that the gambler pos.
sessed some knowledge which made
, him formidable adversary. From
| Waite's statement II was the loss of
the papers which left him helpless to
openly resist the claim being made
upon him on behalf of the mysterious
Phyllis. His only hope. therefore. lay
In recovering these; but. with time
| limited, he had been sent back on u
wild goose chase, while Keith alone
knew, with any degree of positiveness,
where those documents really were.
Hawley certainly had them in his pos
session the day before. for he had
taken them to Miss Maclaire to thus
convince her as to the truth OF his
! statements. And Hawley was still
In Sheridan. However. II was not
! likely the man would risk carrying
documents of such value, and docu-
ments connecting him so closely with
| that murder on the Santa Fe Trail.
about upon his person. At best, life
was cheap in that community, and
Black Bart must possess enemies in
plenty. Yet II not on his person
where? Scott was only tool, a mere
ignorant desperate. not to be trusted
TO such degree-yet apparently he
was the only one working with the
gambler In this deal, the only one
| co2nizant as to his plans. Christie
| Keith came to stop In the street at
! the recurrence OF the womans name
| Why not? II she had been convinced
! II she really believed that these pa
! pers proved her right TO both property
and parentage, then she would guard
them as tigress does her young. And
Hawley would know that, and must
| realize they would be far safer in he,
hands than in his pocket. She could
not use them without his aid anC
| guidance. and yet, whatever happened
! TO him they would still be safely be
| yond reach. True, this might not have
been done: the gambler might not YET
| have felt that he had sufficient hold
upon the woman to trust her thus far
but II was. at least, possibility TO be
! considered, and acted upon.
Still wrestling with the intricate
problem. Keith entered the dining
room, and weaved his way, as usual
| through the miscellaneous crowd, to
ward the more exclusive tables at the
| rear. 4 woman sat alone at one OF
these, her back toward the door. His
first thought was that 1t must be
] Hope, and he advanced toward her
I his heart throbbing She glanced up
a slight frown wrinkling her forehead
and he bowed, recognizing Christie
! Maclaire.