The Red Cloud chief., 1912-10-17

You'll answer for that later!" said
the Judge. with abrupt austerity OF
tone.
For all we know you may be some
fugitive from justice!--Why, your
name isn't Price!"
Are you sure OF that?" asked the
Judge quickly.
You're an impostor! Your name
ia Turbcrville!"
Permit me to relieve your appre.
tensions. II is Turberville who has
received the appointment. Would you
like to examine my credentials?--i
have them by memo? / am obliged
for your Introduction. II could not
have come at a more timely moment"
The Judge seemed to dismiss Fentress
contemptuously. Once more he faced
the packed benches. Put down your
weapons!" he commanded. This man
Murrell will not be released. At the
first effort at rescue he will be shot
where he sits--we have sworn this
plotting is Mt an end" lie stalked
nearer the benches. mot one chance
In a thousand remains to him. Either
he dies here or he lives to be taken
before every Judge in the state, II
! necessary. until we find one with cour.
age to try him! Make no mistake
| 1t will best conserve the ends OF Jus.
| tice to allow the state courts juris-
diction in this case; and pledge my.
self to furnish evidence which will
| start him well on his road to the gal.
lows!" The Judge. a tremendous pres.
ence, stalked still nearer the benches.
Outfacing the crowd, sense OF the
splendor OF the part he was being
called upon to play flowed through
him like some elixir; he felt that he
was transcending himself, that his in
| spiration was drawn from the hidden
springs of the spirit, and that he
could neither falter nor 60 astray.
"You don't know what you are med.
! ding with! This man has plotted to
lay the south in ruins--he has been
that you should all know this--to
such say, go home and thank God
for your escape! For the others
his shaggy brows met in a menacing
frown-'if they force our hand we
will toss them John Murrell's dead
carcass-that's our answer to their
challenged"
He strode out among the gun muz-
zles which wavered where they still
covered him. He was thinking of Ma.
haffy-AEhaffy, who had said he was
| still a mhn to be reckoned with. For
the comfort OF his own soul he was
proving it.
DO you know what servile insur-
rection means?-you men who have
wives and daughters, have you
thought of their fate? or the mon
strous savagery to which they would
be exposed? DO you believe he could
limit and control It? Look at him!
Why. he has never had considera-
tion outside OF his own safety, and yet
he expects you to risk your necks to
save his! He would have left the
state before the first blow was struck
his business was all down river
but we are going to keep him here to
answer for his crimes! The law, as
implacable as 1t is impartial, has put
It's mark on him-the shadow In
which he sits is the shadow OF the
gallows!"
The Judge paused, but the only
sound In that expectant silence was
the heavy breathing OF men. lie drew
his unwieldly form erect, while his
} voice rumbled on, aggressive anc
threatening In its every intonation.
You are here to defend somethins
that no longer exists. Your organ
ization Is wrecked, your signals anc
passwords are known, your secret!
4, have become public property cal
oven produce a list Of your members
+, there are none OF you who do no
stand In imminent peril--yet under
stand, have no wish to strike a
those who have been misled O
coerced into Joining Murrelrs band!
The judges sodden old face glove,
: now with the magnanimity of his sen
: timents. But l have no feeling O
, mercy for your leaders. none for Mul
= rell himself. Put down your guns!-
you can only kill us after We hav
: killed Murrell--but you can't kill tn
law! II the arch conspirator dies Il
this room and hour, on whose hea,
' will the punishment fall?" He swun
l round his ponderous arm in a sweeI
i Ing gesture and shook a fat but g,
8 pressive fore.finger in the faces @
!. those nearest him. "On yours-an
). yOurs--and yours!"
!. Across the space that separate
> them the Judge grinned his trump
y at his enemy. He had known whe
s Fentress entered the room that
d word or sign from him would pr,
cipitate a riot, but he knew now tha
It neither this word nor this sign woul
Il be given. Then quite suddenly b
Q strode down the aisle. and foot b
t. foot Fentress yielded ground befor
= his advance. A murderous iigt
u flashed from the Judges bloodshe
"a eyes and his right hand was stealth