The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1912-07-17

comes our breeding" lie poured him.
self a second glass OF liquor from
Fentress' decanter. II wonder II 1t
is possible to insult you," and he
tossed glass and contents in Fentress'
face. The colonels thin features were
convulsed. The Judge watched him
with a scornful curling of the lips. Il
am treating you better than you de-
serve" he tainted.
Tomorrow morning at sun-up at
Boggs' race-track!" cried Fentress.
The Judge bowed with splendid cour-
tesy.
Nothing could please me half SO
WE'LL" he declared. He turned to the
others. Gentlemen, this ia a private
matter. When / have met Colonel
Fentress / shall make a public an
nouncement Of why this appeared
necessary to me; until then l trust
this matter will not be given pub
licity. May / ask your silence?" He
bowed again, and abruptly passed
| from the room.
steps, leaving Fentress standing by
the table, the ghost of smile on his
thin lips.
AS If the very place were evil, the
Judge hurried down the drive toward
the road. At the gate he paused and
turned on his companions. but his
features wore . look OF dignity that
forbade comment or question. He
held out his hand to Yancy.
Sir" he said. IF could command
the riches of the Indies. it would tax
my resources to meet the fractional
part of my obligations to you"
Think OF that!" said Yancy, as
much overwhelmed by the judges
manner as by his words.
His Uncle Bob shall keep his place
In my grandson's life! Wen watch
him grow into manhood together"
The judge was visibly affected. A
smile Of deep content parted Mr..
Yancy's lips as his muscular fingers
closed about the judges hand with
crushing force.
"Whoop!" cried Cavendish, delight
ed at this recognition OF Yancy's love
for the boy, and he gleefully smote
the austere Mahaffy on the shoulder.
But Mahany was dumb in the pres
ence Of the decencies; he quite lacked
an Interpreter. The Judge looked
back at the house.
"Mine!" he muttered. The clothes
he stands in-the food he eats
nine! Mine!"
CHAPTER XIV.
The esbbis Bursts.
Judge was hurting threats and insults
At Colonel Fentress. three men were
waiting ten miles away at the head OF
the bayou which served to isolate
Hicks cabin. Now NO one OF these
three had ever heard Of Judge Slocum
Price; the breath Of his fame had
never blown. however gently. In their
direction. yet they were preparing to
thrust opportunity upon him. To this
end they were Longing about the
opening in the woods where the
horses belonging to Ware and Murrell
were tied.
At length the dip Of oars became
audible in the silence and one OF the
trio stole down the path. a matter OF
fifty yards, to a point that overlooked
tue udyOu no WAb BOuo Dut u mO
ment.
ITS Murrell all right" he said in
an eager whisper. "Him and another
fellow-the Hicks girl is rowing
them" He glanced from ono to the
other Of his companions. who seemed
to take firmer hold Of themselves un-
der his eye. It'll be all right" he
protested lightly. Hes as good as
ours. Wait till give you the word"
And he led the way into an adjacent
thicket.
|. Meantime Ware and Murrell had
landed and were coming along the
path, the outlaw q step or two in ad-
vance OF his friend. They reached the
horses and were untying them when
the thicket suddenly disgorged the
three men; each held a cooked pistol;
two of these pistols covered Murreii
and the third was leveled at Ware.
"Hues!" cried Murrell in astonish-
ment, for the man confronting him
was the Clans messenger who should
have been speeding across the state.
Toss up your hands, Murrell," said
Hues quietly.
One Of the other men spoke.
You are under arrest!"