New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1912-01-24

II nagh said: II must ride back
and take some bread to the
4 = dog. can't go away and
leave him there without saying hello"
3Let me do that" suggested Wether-
ford. I'm afraid to 60 down to the
Fott. reckon I'd better 60 back and
tend the sheep till Gregg sends some
one up to take my place"
''That might be too late to see Lie.
Lees voice showed great anxiety. She
mas be on her deathbed. No: you'd
betgJr go down with me today" he
urged. And at last the old man con-
sentsd.
Putting some bread In bis pockets.
Ross rode of up the trail to see how
the dog and his flock were faring. He
had not gone far when he heard the
tinkle of the bells and the murmur of
the lambs. and few moments later
the collie came toward him with the
air of boy who. having assumed to
disregard the orders of his master, ex-
poets scolding. He plainly said:
I've brought my sheep to you because
ksas lonesome. Please forgive me-"
Cavanagh called to him cheerily and
tossed him a piece of bread, which he
caught in his teeth, but did not sWal-
low. On the contrary. he held it while
leaplng for Joy of the praise he heard
in his new found masters voice.
Turning the flock upward toward the
higher peaks, the ranger commanded
the collie to their heels and so, having
redeemed his promise. rode back to the
cabin. where he found Wetherford sad
died and ready for his momentous trip
to the valley. He had shaved away
his gray beard, and had Ross been I'M
prepared for these changes he would
have been puzzled to account for this
decidedly military figure sitting statu-
esquely on his pony before the door.
''You can prove an alibi." be called
a. be drew near. Gregg himself would
never recognize you now"
Wetherford was in no mood for jok-
ina. "Lize will. wore mustache In
the old days, and there's a scar on my
chin"
As he rode he confided this strange
thing to Cavanagh. II know" said be.
- lat Lie is old and wrinkled. for I've
sech her, but all the same ] can't re-
alize it. That heavy set woman down
there is not Lie. My Lie Is slim and
straight. This woman whom you know
has stolen her name and face, that's
an I can't explain exactly what ]
feel, but Lee Virginia means more to
M now than Lize." -...
ri think ! understand you," said
Oavanagh. with sympathy in his voice.
The nearer Wetherford came to the
actual meeting With his wife the more
10 shook. At last he stopped in the
road. II don't believe l can do It,.
10 declared. 'IIl be like ghost to
her. What's the use Of It? She'll only
b worried by my story. reckon I'd
better keep dark to everybody. Let me
10 back. I'm plum scared cold"
While still be argued two men on
horseback rounded a sharp turn in
the trail and came face to face with
the ranger. Wetherfords face went
suddenly gray. There's the deputy"
Keep quiet. I'll do the talking"
commanded Cavanagh. who was in
slant in his determination to shield the
mar. Good morning, gentlemen he
cSAld cheerily. You're abroad early!
TIE man in front was the deputy
sheriff of the county; his companion
was stranger.
'That was a horrible mess you stun
bled on over on Deer creek" the dep
uty remarked.
1T certainly was. Have any arrests
been made?'
mot yet. but we're on clew. This
IL Marshal Haines Of Dallas. Mr.. Cav
anagh.' pursued the deputy. The two
men nodded in token Of the introduce
ition. and the deputy went on. you
remember that old cuss that used to
work for GreRgr'
Again CavanaRh nodded.
swell. that chap IN wanted BY the
Texas authorities. Mr.. Halnoo here