The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-05-09

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 n the cold of the heights penetrated Ster
 A if Slaters body his spirits fell and h'
 H& Al ranch twenty-five miles back he hac
 a left his deputy with dsloeated shoulder
 $ but with the dogged tenacity of purpose
 TAM which characterzed the man. the officer
 AA@YH the object of it. alone.
 On the summit of Of the divide he let h, his A For moment he stood on on the the trail and and rat4sfed as bis exact whereabouts, he whipped his srs over his chest to regain the feeling that had fled MT. Slater's was mot a prepossessing. faee His square jaw. covered by weeks growth of eoarss blue eyes placed too close together did nothing to soften its expression Gray-haired and thinpped the 1sS Sess8o and so e,spEssso1 S5se when once he was zroused that among his con freres he was known as the Gray Wolf. He did not rather proud and he exerted himself to live up to ratification
 As he felt the blood creep into his fingers he took one stride which brought him to the edge of the trail ana Iwng nd t nSeiI I naa on sns I1ss sesth ea b W ter early among the high passes of the North the giant shoulders of the rnountans from timber . p ssr d w m s 0s. sod ne e.l an of s I vaey .nf. wnter had than arrived the bottomands E % ana & sne eO1p ;t nao nor s ye 16cEeo pda d1e szazsS forest and thicket
 sion on the intensely practical nature of the sheriff he peered the edge of the spendous deelvity and B es Taasd sss on Wisp sps Of dri6g sroe s without shifting his gaze he moved his goved hand the capsous side pocket in his coat and felt for his binccuars But the hand not sensitive and the isf his eoTs t vs them Afe 4onnet of vi9 frnbling the sheriff uttered an impatient oath and the energy of the jerk bEinging out pair of old-fash elanng rock and fell catterng into the depths below As Mr. Slater them disappear and realized what Sne @ aoss mIg1s mean he ss qP ana sworf y1aD rns was about to throw them after the rons but something turned to inspecting the valley through his glasses Presently he arose to his feet
 shore thar M he attered between his his t16afso 5 T; that ouibbIe adnt busted his shoulder this stage of sTouldnt care cuss but hes tricky devil and saveys Great thunderr
 His soIiloquy was interrupted and the exclamation caused by fake of that struck him the cheek "ullo Bess ," he said turning his quiet horse Me an you had better get out of this before two minutes or shore a-comin-"
 Something than an hour later he was the bot tom of the valley and almost under the point o h & hs ss had fs;ae % m bTan M h wag air. and distances were becoming obscured Halting at taking his Winchester from its sling threw cartridge into its chamber and made his down the bank of o m & sG <. & m m unfe5 n sart on again he found his feet held by qucksand With an oath he gEasped an overhanging bGgh and tore himself Crouc9iing, and as alert Indian, the bored his way through timber and ticlet until he had gone quarter of mile There the stream widened to pond stlIed and it's cleared banks stretched into something like a meadow
 The sheriff slid silently behind bush, letting his little eyes play Fapdly % oyer the & visty He was % near camp the edge of he opposite forest hardly two hundred feet away, and that it's owner was near The sheris face lighted his eyes fell the figure Of giant of man who near the water and bend E over a % a E Eih ne waS t bs ond 5as teeth together with a snap.
 Alone, by G-di If it mt that I'd lose the reward I'd plug him right now.a It would save heap of Having slaked the first ebulons of hate for the man he after the sheriff withdrew and made wide detour through the thinned timber running up the Eaounfains cooking his Winchester as he went. When he again zpproaced the clearing he the shack and his victim was still working by the bank of the stream
 typical of the lowest order of his class in the Northwest But he hardly foil for the sheriff in t9a attractveess for the brute stood out on nm as plainly coldhearedness marked the face or the of- cer His features distorted in abortive attempt at whistling he bent a broken beaver body indicated great strength. He warmly dressed, his legs below the knees being n eased, in heavy felt boots with rubber feet
 The sheriff looked at him hxediy a moment then he stepped softly to the rife leaning against the tree and seizng 1t by the muzzle wled round his head and flung far into the pond. At the heavy splash the bending started to find himself facing the lev elled barrel of the sheri's Winchester and 1t pair of eyes shone wickedly. f
 Throw up your hands, Wire Bradley
 With the instinct of those of his social Intimate knowledge of the he at recognized Ghe trapper's went aloft.
 pWl1y, huiIo, Wolff Whats the row7"
 ~Darnn your innocencer the return. "Where's EDIT partuer7
 ~OhI It's him ye wants, is it7 He's gone the