Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1912-02-13


ing to Carson City the chance was too
good to be lost I'm not sure he meant
to kill him, but he did mean to have
those papers at any cost Probably
you know the rest-the girl was easy,
because she was so ignorant of her
parentage. and nothing prevented
Hawley from winning except that
Waite got mad and decided to fight.
That knocked over the whole thing.
They were outside now, and the
first touch of the cool night air. the
first glance up and down the noisy
street, brought Keith to himself his
mind ready to grapple with the prob
lem of Hopes disappearance. 1t
seemed to him he had already looked
everywhere, yet there was nothing to
do except to continue the search, only
more systematically. The sheriff. as
sumed control-clear headed, and ac-
customed to that sort of thing-call-
ing in Hickock and his deputies to
assist, and fairly combing the town
from one end to the other. Not rat
could have slipped unobServed
through the net he dragged down that
long street. or it's intersecting alleys
but 1t was without result; nowhere
was there found a trace of either the
gambler OF his companion.
They dug into saloons, bagnios.
| dance-halls, searching back rooms
and questioning inmates; they routed
/ out every occupant of the hotel in
/ vaded boarding houses, and explored
| shacks and tents, Indifferent to the
protests of those disturbed-but with
out result. They found several who
| knew Hay.ley, others who had seen the
two together passing by the lighted
windows of the Trocadero, but beyond
| that-nothing Convinced. at last. that
! the parties sought were not alive in
! Sheridan, and beginning to fear the
worst, the searchers separated and
began spreading forth over the black
surrounding prairie. and by the light
/ of lanterns seeking any semblance of
| trail. There was no lack of volun-
! taers for this work. but 1t was Gay
! light before the slightest clue pre-
scented itself Keith. with the sheriff
and two or three others, had CROPPED
I their way outward until with the first
! flush of daw1,, they found themselves
at the opening of a small rocky ra-
vine, near the foot of Boots Hill"
/ Peering down into its still Swallowed
I depths, they discerned what appeared
like a body lying there mouonless.
! Keith sprang down beside 1t. and turn
ed the rigid form over until the dead
face was revealed In the wan light
II was that of the red moustached
Scott He staggered back at the rec
3 ognition. barely able to calculate
Here, sheriff! This is one of Haw-
ley's menl'
The sheriff was bending instantly
above the corpse. searching for the
truth.
You know the fellow?"
yes. his name was Scott"
Well. he's been dead some hours.
at Least six should say; shot Just
above the eye. and good Heavens!
look here. Keith. at the size Of this
I bullet wound: that's no mans gun In
this country-no more than 80 Id
say
Miss Waite had a small revolver
She must have shot the fellow. But
why did they leave the body here to
4 be discovered ?"
i The sherin arose 10 his feet, prowi-
ing about IN the Frightening glow OF
I the dawn
They were in hurry 10 get away.
and knew he wouldn't be found before
morning, A six hours start means a
good deal They did drag him back
out OF sight-look here This was
where the struggle took place. and
here is where the man fen.~ tracing
II out upoi Tie ground. The girl
put up stu fight. too-see where
they dragged her up the path. From
the footprints there Iaust have been