Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1912-12-13
here on EARTH ,rejoined the bushrang-

| time, Mi. SangUlnafy SunGafee.
Il couldn't resist turning HOWE into
the bishop and making myself his
| lnouthpiece. l didn't let him open his
lips. 1t wasn't the offertory that was
worth having. 1t was the fun Of
rounding up that congregation on the
homestead veranda ard never letting
them spot thing till we showed our
guns There hadn't been Il hitch and
never would have been If that old
bishop hadn't run all those miles bare
foot over hot sand and taken us I'M
awarcs.
Made with WY humor and a philo-
sophie candor. alike germane to his
predicameDt, these remarks seemed
natural enough to one knowing little
of Sstincarcc. They seemed just the
sort OF things that Stingaree would
say. The effect, however, was rather
to glorify Bishop Methuen at the ex-
Dcnsc of superintendent Cairns, who
strove to reverse it with some dex-
terity.
"You certainly ran against a snag.'
he repeated, land now your mates run
against another" He gave the butt
of his ready pistol significant tap.
"But I'm the worst snag that ever Ell
Their of You struck" he went on in his
vainglory. Make no mistake about
that. And the worst days work that
ever you did in your life, Mr.. San
culinary Stingaree, was when you dared
20 play at being little crooked Super
intendant Cairns
Stingaree took n first good look at
his man. After all he was not so
crooked on horseback as ne had SEEM
ed on foot at dusk in the Victorian
| bush. Ills hump was even less pro-
nOunced than Singaree himself had
made it on Rosanna. 1t looked more
| like a ridge of ex ira muscle across a
pair Of abnOrmally broad and power
! full shoulders There was the absence
of neck which this deformity suggests.
There was a great head lighted by
| flashing and indignant eyes, but mount
| ed only on it's mighty chin. The BUSH
ranger was conceited enough to find in
| the flesh q coarser and more common
type than that created by himself for
| the honor Of the road. But this did
not make the real superintendent a
less formidable foe.
THE most poetic justlce.'' murmured
Stingaree, and resumed in an instant
his apathetic pose.
ut serves you jolly well right, if
that's what you mean," the superfn-
! tendent snarled. you've yourself and
your own mighty cheek to thank for
| taking me out Of my shell and putting
me on your tracks in earnest. But it
was high time they knew the cut Of
my jib up here The fools won't forget
me again in hurry. And you, you
devil. you sha'n't forget me till your
| dying day..
On Stingaree's off side Sergeant
ed head But the bushranger laughed
softly in his chest.
"Some one has got to do your dirty
work." said he. Il did it that time,
and the bishop has done ii now, but
you shouldn't blame me for helping
| YOUR 1cIioNS 10 DIiuS lIUld CICL W
Justice"
You guyed me-" said Cairns through
| his teeth. 81 heard oil about it. You
guyed me, blight your SOUL"
| Stingaree felt that he was missing
strong face finely convulsed with
passion. as indeed he was. But he
had already committed the indiscretion
Of repartee, which was scarcely con-
sistent with an attitude Of extreme
despair. A downcast silence seemed
the safest policy after all.
ut used to be forty miles to the
eve can't have come more than ten"
| .'Not so much" snapped the super
intendent.
Going to stop for a few at Mazep-
pa station!'
That's my business"
cts a long day for three Of you in
this heat with two Of u.s."
'rrhe time won't hang heavy on our
! hands,"
Not heavy enough, I should have
thought. / wonder you didn't bring
some Of the boys from Mulfera along
With YOU
Superintendent Cairns brayed his
| high. harsh laugh. ~,
Eyes, you wonder, and so did they. y
| said he. But l know a bit too much
Therell always be sympathy among
scum like them for thicker scum like
you
you're TOO suspicious" said Stinga-
rec mildly. "But was thinking Of the
! bishop and the boss"
They've gone their own way.
growled Cairns. land it's just as well
| Il wasn't our way. I'd have stood nc
interference from Them
That had been his attitude on the
station. StinGaree had heard of his
rudeness to those to whom the whole
credit Of the capture belonged - the
man revealed his character as freely
as an angry child. and, indeed, a child
isI1 character it was. Arrogance was
it's strength and weal1ness-a sugges'
tion had only TO be made to call down