Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-06-28
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Jesses Ndyyuttpe.
cave II q disappointment This OLD
man what leads them with . plume on
his face. ought to have more deport
ment. for screwing . gun in Hates
ear amt no sort Of manners. Even
after I'd shot his hand to chips, he
grabbed Ransome's gun with hts LET,
and tried to make me lie down
There's some folks Jest don't know
when you give them q hint
And Bull, with the sad eyes, claims
on me his ancient friendship. While
we lsshed his thumbs behind him, he
told US he'd been educated at Oxford
ana Cambridge.
What" Kate flashed out, after
leaving Elton and Harrow7"
Yes, and I've enough education to
guess this amt no way to treat Amer
lean citizens. You'll hear Of this" he
shouted. from Uncle sam!"
Thar" Gays Dale. Il knew there'd
be rewards for you. dead or alive
How muchf Two thousand dollars q
head7"
Then old whiskers ordered Bull to
shut his head. He's q curious. slow,
mournful voice. like . cat with the
toothache.
Il demand
shut up"
So Bull shut up while we dashed him,
likewise young Ginger and tho greaser
Seeing the felloS I'd killed might want
an inquest, We laid him straight in the
ruined shack. and then marched our
prisoners OF to South Cave. where
they'll wait until We get our constable
to arrest them.
II.
Now on the second day after We cap
lures these ladrones. along toward sup
per, the depositions Of the various par.
ties 10 as follows, viz:
Up to the ruined shack two mile
north Of my home. lies the remains
Of one robber expecting an inquest.
Two miles south, riglt where the up.
per Cliff cuts OF the end OF our pasture,
there's our cave full Of captured ban.
dts. TO Wit: Whiskers. Bull Durham,
Ginger. and the dago. Down on the
bench In front Of the cave 10 oar
guard-camp with Iron Dale in com.
mand, and Kate with the boys having
supper. Right home at the ranch
house is me finishing my chores. and
the widow spelling hash for my sup
per. because she hates me worse nor
snakes for being . Protestant. Away
OF beyond the horizon is old man
Brown cussing blue streaks cause he
can't ind much constable.
Such being the combinations at sup
perfume. along comes the widows or
phan, young Billy O'F1ynn, who
handles my pack contract with the
Skyline. He's supposed to be on duty
at the guard-camp, and his riding back
to the home ranch completely disar.
ranges the landscape. I'm busy, hun
CRY. and expected to take charge Of
the night guard at the cave, but some
how this Billy attracts my attention by
acting whole lot suspicious. Instead
OF bringing me some message from
Dale. be rides straight 10 the lean&oi
Kitchen. STEPS OF his pony. and whis-
pers for his mother. sneAks through
the house to the kitchen In time to
see this widow with slip Of paper.
brown paper what We used to wrap up
the yrisonses' lunch. Al sight Of me-
she gets modest, showing It into the
stove. but becomes prominent and
grabs 1t. "ehuro," she explains, an
It's only Q schAp ~ papef"
Seems to b scz1tcfss on the smooth
side OF this paper, sort Of reminding
me that Bull has fountain-peo stick
ing out Of his vest pocket II he's
been writing With milk, I'd warm the
paper-but no, We use canned milk,
and haven't got any either. Two heard
family somewheres Of things wrote In
Spite. % pours On bottle Of ink.
and rinses the paper In the wateFebutt
Yes. theses tho message plain as 1z.:cc..
Gun to hand. but cartridges wrong
sire. no good. Get e. Billy TO walt
with ponies under nearest pine n. Of
cave, when plough above n. Star.
Send more gum TOR chiefs wound
Bull"
Billy was mounting at the door to
put out for solitude, but since he
knows can't miss under two hun
dred yards, he was persuaded to como
into the cabin. There read him sorao
Of tho etiquette about heoptng his tenn
Der and not using coarse language.
Also I told him pelitsly what thought
of him. and wheeo heu 20 when he