Amarillo daily news. [volume] (Amarillo, Tex.) 19??-current, 1912-03-16

greet Nflce OF Nl.'A - Gtta. lr-
suit Of bis absence from west Ten
nessee. and when ne thought OF MIN
ut all be had invariably put a period
70 his meditations with. Il hope TO
hell he catches II wherever he is"
More than this. Betty had spoken
of the captain in no uncertain tones.
lie was not to repeat that visit
AS Murrell approached, the hot COZ
or surged into Betty's face As for
Hannibal. he had gone white 10 the
lips. and his small hand clutched hers
desperately.
Murrell. with all his hardihood.
realized that a too great confidence
had placed him In an awkward posi-
ton. for Betty turned her back on
him and began an animated CONVEX
sation with Darlington and Charley
Norton.
Hicks, the Belle Plain overseer.
pushed his way to Mutelrs side
Here. John Murrell. amt you go-
ing TO show rs a trick or two?' he
inquired
Murrel turned quickly with a sense
OF relief.
II you can spare me your rife, ne
said. but his face wore a bleak look.
Don't you think you've seen about
enough. Bet?" demanded Tom. You
don't care for the shooting. do your"
That's the very thing do care
for: I think I'd rather zee that than
the horseracing," said Betty perverse.
~.
Betty now seated herself in the car.
riage. with Hannibal beside her.
quietly determined to miss nothing
The Judge. feeling that he had come
into his own. leaned elegantly against
the wheel. and explained the merits
OF each shot as Il was made.
Il hope you gentlemen are not go
ing 20 let me walk OF with the prize!"
said Murrell. approaching the group
about the carriage Mr. Norton.
am tod you are clever with the rifle"
Il am not shooting today" respond
ed Norton haugutily
Murrell stalkol back to the line.
AT forty PAGES I'd risk II myself,
ma'am," said the judge. But at a
hundred, onhand like this. should
most certainly fall"
1T would be hard to beat that"
they heard Murrell say.
AT least Il would te ouite possible
70 equal H. said ington. aa.
vancins with Hannibal's rife in his
hands
IL was tossed TO his shoulder, and
poured out It's contents in bright
stream OF flame. There was a mo-
ment OF silence.
Center shot, ma'aml" cried the
Judge.
"rll add twenty dollars to the
purse" Norton addressed himself to
Darlington. And shall hope. sir,
TO see II 10 into your pocket"
"Our sentiments exactly. ma'am.
are they not?" said the Judge.
Perhaps you'd like TO bet a little
OF your money!" remarked Murrell.
'lm ready TO do that too, sir" re-
sponded Norton quietly.
1--we hundred dollars. then. that
this gentleman In whose success you
take so great an interest. can neither
equal nor better my next shot!" Muir
rell had produced a roll OF bills as he
spoke
Norton colored with embarrass-
ment. Darlington took In the situa-
ton.
Wait a minute" he said. and
passed his purse to Norton. Cover
his money. sir he added briefly
Thank you. my horses have run
away with most OF my cash. ex.
planned Norton
Your shot" said Darlington short
ly. TO the outlaw.
Murrell taking careful aim, fired.
clipping the center.
As soon as the result was known,
Darlington raised his rifle. his bullet.
truer than his opponents, drove out
the center. Murrel turned on him
with an oath.
You shoot well, but board stuck
against a tree is no test for a mans
nerve" he said insolently.
Darlington was charging his piece.
Il only know OF one other kind OF
target" he observed coolly.
Yes-a living tgrget." cried Muir.
rel.