The Red Cloud chief., 1912-10-10

l beg you to remember that there will
be five men inside whose prejud.ces
are all in favor OF law and order"
He pushed past Hues and entered tho
courthouse. followed by Yancy and
Hannibal. We'll let 'em In where 1
can talk to EN-" he said almost gaiiy.
Besides. they'll come in anyhow when
they get ready. SO there's no sense In
exciting them"
In the courthouse. Murrell, bound
hand and foot, was seated between
Darlington and the Earl of Lambeth
In the little railed-off space below the
judges bench. Fear and suffering had
blanched his unshaven cheeks and
given wild light to his deeply sunk.
en- eyes. At sight OF Yancy a smoth.
cred exclamation broke from his lips;
he had supposed this man dead these
many months!
Hues had abandoned his post. ana
the crowd. suddenly grown clamorous,
stormed the narrow entrance. One OF
the doors. borne from its hinges, went
down with crash. The Judge, q
fierce light flashing from his eyes.
turned to Yancy.
NO matter what happens. this fel.
low Murrell Is not to escapc--if he
calls on his friends to rescue him he
is to be shot!"
The hall was filling with swearing.
struggling men. the floor shook be-
meath their heavy tread then they
burst into the courtroom and saluted
Murrell with great shout. But Muir.
rell. bound. In rags, and silent. his
lips frozen in a wolfish grin, was q
depressing sight, and the boldest felt
something OF his unrestrained lawless.
ness 60 from him.
Less noisy now, the crowd spread
itself out among the benches or
swarmed up into the tiny gallery at
the back Of the building. Man after
man had hurried forward, intent on
passing beyond the railing, but each
had encountered the Judge, formida-
BILE and forbidding. and had turned
aside Gradually the many pairs OF
eyes rowing over the little group sur
rounding the outlaw focused them.
selves on Sl0cum Price. It was in un-
conscious recognition OF that moral
force which was his. . tribute to the
grim dignity Of his unshaken courage:
what he would do seemed worth con.
sidering.
He was charmed to hear his name
pass In whisper from lip to lip.
Well. It was time they knew him! He
squared his ponderous shoulder and
made q gesture commanding silence.
Battered. shabby and debauched. hs
was like some old war horse who
sniffs the odor Of battle that the wind
incontinently brings to his nostrils.
Don't let him speak!" cried q
voice. and tumult succeeded.
Cool and indomitable the Judge
} waited for 1t to subside. He saw that
the color was stealing back into Muir
relvs face. The outlaw was feeling
, that he was leader not overthrown;
these were his friends and followers
! his safety was their safety. too. In Z
lull In the storm Of sound the Judge
. attempted to make himself heard. bu,
| bis words were lost In the angry roal
, that descended on him.
, Don't let him speak! Kill him.
? Kill him!"
81 A score OF men sprang to their feet
{ and from all sides came the click o.
rifle and pistol hammers as they wer,
drawn to the full cock. The judge'i
fate seemed to rest on breath. Il,
swung about on his heel and gave {
curt nod to Yancy and Cavendish
who. falling back step. tossed thei,
guns to their shoulders and covered
Murrell. A sudden hush grew up ou
OF the tumult: the cries. angry ant
jeering. dwindled to q murmur, and
dead pail OF silence rested on th'
crowded room.
The very taste of triumph was II
the judges mouth. Then came Q com
motion at the back OF the building.
A ripple OF comment, and Colone
Fentress elbowed his way through tn
crowd. At sight OF his enemy tn
judges face went from white to red
while his eyes blazed: but for the me
ment the force OF his emotions LEI
him speechless Here and there, q
he advanced, Fentress recognized
friend and bowed coolly to the righ
and left.
ITO RE CONTINuEDA