New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-12-21

out the dollar aforiing Wrghtman however, glimpse
of the gold as he did So
1T amt much Padre" said the gambler depreca-
tingly with smile but every little bit helps and TINS
ought to buy a brick in your church, or bunch OF
shingles anyhow.
\ singing rush Of anger swept through Wrightman
This is not my silver Offering day. he snapped
"Only gold goes this evening. tandit over.
And AlcsCal Bill obcycd.
"Now sign the paper" said Wughtman mcnacngly.
hcgambcrwro,e~W w. Tarpcy without anotherword
"Il see you to your horse, continued the clergyman
And when YOU go YOU might as well move straight on
your way out OF the county because mean 70 use this
paper 1t will be nailed on the bulletin board at the
po,totiicc tomorrow.
The bad mans horse was tied behind the lcanto. He
said nothing further bu, went there and mounted.
Thrusting his spurs in vclousy, he disappeared IN
furious rush
Two hundred yards from the adobe he pulled up.
then there came loud, prolonged whoopng out
burst of laughter. veil after YELL whoop after whoop
Mcsca Bill was flooded with great, fresh, pulsIng,
cleansing rush OF clean pure amusement AT his own
expense and with astonishci admiration OF the Rev
Thomas Wrghtman.
"S,ung," howlcI Mcscal Bill in a voice a coyote
might have cnyicl. Stuck up and cleaned out by
tcndcrfoot padre He makes me chip in for twenty
dollar stack in his church building fund, and skins
me pronto. and turns me loose
Presently he departed at trot toward San Juan
When he reached the place where the church was to be
built ne suddenly stopped.
Here's where play hand for mysclt-with rake
of for the padre" cried AlcScal Bill.
FIFTEEN minutes later he was trotting quietly down
the main street Of san Juan He first paid a visit to
his rooms in the Eagle Hotel, where he hung second
gun bv its holster his belt Unobscrvcd he returned
to his horse and mounted and again made a tour OF
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slowly passed. Everybody was in the saloons, or at
home He turned out the horses he found in the hotel
corral and turned loose the few ponies he found
hitchcd in the street and then went to the Morning
Star saloon.
Mcscal Bill was now playing game he was expert
cnccd in and with all the deadly assurance of
expert that he entered the saloon and swinging his guns
that they covered the crowd, snapped out;
Everybody stick up! Tom, dump the cash with one
hand on the BAR but keep the other up. Same to YOU
George Boys, | hate to do this but, YOU see I'm
going build church, and this Job is Sancticd
McScal Bill won his game without setback He
got out from the saloon, swung into the saddle and
escaping the bullets sent after him by the bartender and
the wildly cursng faro dealer, he swept out of town.
Before the crowd had recovered its wits and caught
the scattered horses Tapcy had gained nearly an hour
But when the mutudinous posse did take his trail it
meant business; for the tall cowpuncher who didn't
like Tarpcy nohow its leader and he had selected
his followers we'll they being mostly those who wished
TO clean out the gamblers from San uan and those who
had been robbed.
\ few miles out Of town the posse met Mexican
teamSer who had seen Iarpey heading up Iempeton S
canyon a half or above the ranch house The
canyon led the easiest pass the Mustang Ridge
and it evident that Aescal Bill rushing for the
Mexican border The posse swept on.
MEANWHILE, in the two hours that had passed