Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-03-06

Come on, Nevvy!" said Yancy fol-
lowing, and they all entered the tav.
| ern.
well, here's to the best Of good
luck!" said Murrell. as no raised his
glass to his lips.
Same here" responded Yancy.
Murrell pulled out . roll OF bills, one
after q moments hesitation he de-.
tached second bill from the roll and
| turned to Hannibal.
Here, youngsters present for
you," he said good-naturedly. Hanni.
bal, embarrassed by the unexpected
gift, edged to his Uncle Bob's side.
Thank you, SIR" said the boy.
Lets have another drink" sug.
| gested Murrell.
Presently Hannibal stole out into
| the yard. He still held the bill in his
hand. for he did not quite know how
| to dispose of his great wealth. After
! debating this matter fer moment he
| knotted it carefully in one corner OF
| his handkerchief.
| In the tavern the three men were
| drinking-Murrell with the idea that
| the more Yancy came under the in.
! huence of Slosson's corn whisky the
| easier his specu' would be man.
, ased. a-r. vanc. I ais part believed
that if Murrell went to bed reason
! ably drunk he would sleep late and
| give him the opportunity he coveted,
! to quit the tavern unobserved at
break of day.
when yo' get to feelin' like sleep,
! young boss, Mas'r Slosson he says J
! show yo' to yo' chamber" 1t was
Slosson's boy Eph.
! ayes, you can show me my cham
F.! ber" Hannibal said.
| Eph secured a tin candle-stick with
| .half-burnt candle in it and led the
way into the passage back Of the bar.
They mounted fight OF stairs and
passed down a narrow hall. This
brought them to the back of the
building, and Eph pushed open the
door on his right.
This heah's yo' chamber" he
said, and preceding his companion in
to the room, placed the candle on a
chair.
The moon was rising and Hannibal
went to the open window and glanced
| out. For moment he considered the
night, not unaffected by its beauty.
then, turning from the window. he
| moved his bundle and rifle to the
| foot of the bed, where they would be
! out of his way, kicked Off his trousers.
! blew out the candle and lay down.
Yaucy had become more and more
convinced as the evening passed that
Murrell was bent on getting him
drunk, and suspicion mounted darkiy
to his brain.
| Have drink with me!", cried Slos-
''The captains dropped out, and
| low it's about time TO- these here
| festivities to come. to an end. I'm
| thinking some of going to bed my.
SELF" said Yancy. He kept his eyes
| fixed on Murrell. He realized that II
the latter could prevent 1t he was
| not to leave the bar. He never shift
| ed his glance from Murrelps face.
Scowling now. the captains eyes
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thrust his right hand under his coat.
"Fair play don't know who You
are, but I know what you want" said
Fancy, the light in his frank gray
| eyes deepening. Murrell laughed and
! took forward step. At the same mo-
ment Slosson snatched up a heavy
club from the back of the bar and
dealt Yancy nurderous blow. A
single startled cry escaped the
Scratch Hitler: he struck out wildly
as he lurched toward Murreu, who
drew his knife and drove 1t into hts
shoulder. Yancy dropped heavily to
the floor.
How long the boy slept he never
knew, but he awoke with start and
q confused sense Of things. 1t was
evidently very late, probably long
after midnight-but where was his
Uncle Bob?
He sank back on his pillow intent
and listening A chilling terror that
gripped him fast and would not let
him go. mounted to his brain.
Where was his Uncle Bob? Why
didn't he come to bed? Memories OF
idle tales of men foully dealt with in
these lonely taverns flashed through
his mind.
He slid from the bed. and for q
long moment stood cold and shaking,
his every sense on the alert. With
infinite caution he got into his trous-
ers and again paused to listen, since
he feared his least movement might
betray him. Next he secured his
pack. and was ready for fight.
Encountered by his belongings, but
with no mind to sacrifice them, he
stepped out upon the shed and made
his way down the slant OF the roof to
the caves. He tossed his bundle to
the ground and going down on his
knees lowered his rife, letting the
muzzle fall lightly against the side of
the shed as it left his hand, then he
lay fiat on his stomach and, feet first,
wriggled out into space. When he
could no longer preserve his balance,
he gave himself shove away from
the caves and dropped clear OF the
building.
AS he recovered himself he was
sure he heard door open and close,
and threw himself prone on the
ground, where the black shadow cast
| nv the Tavern hid him At the same