Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-08-02

1ace. ana ne was past MIN INTO rne
swale.
And would you be pleased to tune
Up little Iiveiier? be gasped and
clipped bis ear as he sprang back
Wessner lunged at him In blind fury
Freckles. seeing an opening. forgot the
laws of gentleman's game and drove
the toe Of his heavy wading boot into
Wessner's middle until be doubled I'D
and fell heavily. In a fash Freckles
was on him. For time Mclean could
not see what was happening. go.
Go TO him now he commanded him.
self. but so intense was his desire 10
see the boy win alone that he could
not stir.
AT last Freckles sprang up and back
I'd away Time be yelled ike
fury. BE getting up. Mr.. Wessner
and don't be afraid of hurting me. IN
let you throw in an extra hand and
lick you TO me complate satisfaction
all the same. Did you hear me call
the limit? viii you ger up and be
facing meT'
AS Wessner struggled to his feet he
resembled battlefield. for his cloth
ing was in ribbons and his face and
hands strea ming blood
IL guess / got enough" he mum
bIed.
"Oh. do your" roared Freckles.
We'll. this amt your say. You come
on to me ground tying about me boss
and intimatln I'd sfale from his very
pockets. Now. viii you be standing
up and taking your medicine ike a
man or getting it poured down the
throat OF you ike baby! | amt got
enough. This is only just the begin
ming with me. Be looking out thereg'
He sprang against Wessner and sent
him rolling He attacked the unre-
sisring figure and fought MIN until be
lay limp and still ana Freckles mad
no strength left TO lift an arm Then
he rose and stepped back. gasping for
breath With his first good lungfu
OF air he shouted Time But the
figure of Wessner lay mouonless.
Freckles watched him with regard
ful eye and saw ut last that ne was
completely exhausted BE bent over
him and. catching him by the back OF
the neck. jerked him to his knees.
Wessner lifted the face of whipped
cur and. fearing further punishment. |
burst into great shivering sobs. while /
the tears washed tiny rivulets through /
the blood ana muck. Freckles STEP /
ped back glaring at Wessner. but sud
denly the scowt of anger and the ugly I
red faded from the boys
face He dabhed at a cut on his tenn
pie. from which issued tiny crimson
stream. and jauntily shook back his
hair His face took on the innocent
look of a cherub. and his voice ri
vailed that OF a brooding dove, but
INTO his eyes crept a look of diaboheal
He glanced vaguely about him until
be saw his club. seized and twirled it
ike a drum major. stuck it upright in
he muck and marched on tiptoe over
% Wessner mocha nically. as puppet
worked by a string Bending over.
7reckles reached an arm about Wess-
ler's waist and helped him 70 his feet.
Careful. now. be cautioned; be
areful. Freddy There's danger of you
lurting me-
Fishing handkerchief from a back
'ocket. Freckles tenderly wiped Wess-
er's eyes and nose.
Come, Freddy me child" he ad
1onished Wessner: its time little
oys were getting home. I've me work
D do and can't be entertaining you
nv more today Come back tomor
ow if you amt through yet and We'll
apate the performance.
Again an awful wrenching seized i
IcLean. Freckles stepped back as
tofteriug and Keeling like a :
drunken man. came toward q
lie path looking indeed as If wildcats
nd taken their fill of him.
The cudgeI spun nigh in air. and q
itching it with an experiences ac- A
1ired by long practice on the line. the +,
oy twirled ii a second and. stepping RI
II into the trail. followed Wessner. =,
ecause Freckles was Irish it was i'm Il
,ssible TO do it silently. and presently b
S clear tenor rang out. though there a
ere bad catches where he was hard n
'essed for breath: n
t was the Dutchl II was the Dutch.
you think 1t was the Irish hollered =,
help? Not much -
was the Dutch II was the Dutch q
turned and mumbled: What u
u following me for? What are you VI
ing TO do with me?'' W
Freckles called the LimberloSt TO wit
IS Flows that for the ingraritude ~
a beast? And me troubling meself u
show him Off me territory with the In
nors of war;, Ola
Then be changed his tone completely IN