Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-04-04

adapted. being strongly built, easily
guarded, and on the outskirts Of the
town. With iron grating over the
windows, the back door heavily spiked,
and the front secured by iron bars,
any prisoner once locked within could
probably be found when wanted. On
the occasion of Keith's arrival. the
portion abutting upon the street was
occupied by rather miscellaneous
assembly-the drunk and disorderly
elements conspicuous-who we're
awaiting their several calls to appear
before local Justice and make an
swer for various misdeeds. Some were
pacing the floor, others sat moodily
on benches ranged against the wall,
while few were still peacefully slum-
bering upon the floor. 1t was a frowsy.
disreputable crowd. evincing but mild
curiosity at the arrival of new pris-
oner. Keith had barely time to glance
about, recognizing no familiarity of
face amid the mass peering at him, az
he was hustled briskly forward and
thrust into the rear room, the heavy
door closing behind him with the snap
OF spring lock.
He was alone, with only the faint
est murmur Of voices coming to him
through the thick partition. 1t. was a
room some twelve feet square, open
to the roof, with bare walls, ana con-
tanning no furniture except a rude
bench. Still dazed by the suddenness
OF his arrest, he sank down upon the
seat, leaned his head on his hands,
and endeavored to think 1t was diff
f1cult to get the facts marshalled into
any order or to comprehend clearly
the situation, yet little by little his
brain grasped the main details, and
he awoke to a full realization of his
condition, of the forces he must war
against. The actual murderers of
those two men on the trail had had
their suspicious aroused by his ac-
tions; they believed he guessed some
thing of their foul deed, and had de-
termined to clear themselves by
charging the crime directly against
him. 1t was a shrewd trick, and IL
they only stuck to their story, ought
to succeed. He had no evidence, 9TH
er than his own word, and the marshal
had already taken from his pockets
the papers belonging to the slain
man. He had not found the locket
hidden under his shirt, yet more
thorough search would doubtless re-
veal that also.
Even ShOu1d tho casa conoo to trial
how would 1T be possible for him to
establish innocence, and-would 1t
ever come to trial? Keith knew the
character Of the frontier, and of Car
son City. The inclination of its citi-
Gems in such cases was to act first,
and reflect later The law had but
slender hold, being respected only
when backed by the strong hand, and
primitive instincts were always in the
ascendency, requiring merely leader
to break forth in open violence. And
in this case would there be any lack
Of leadership? Like flash his mind
reverted to BLACK Bart" There was
the man capable of melting a mob II,
for some unknown reason, he had suf-
fctent interest to swear out the war
rant and assist In the arrest, he would
have equal cause to serve those fell
lows behind him In other ways. Nat
urally, they would dread q trial, with
its possibility of exposure, and eagerly
grasp any opportunity for wiping tho
slate clean. Their real security from
discovery undoubtedly lay in his