Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1913-11-22

out a howl the moment 1t hurt beyond |
bearing. 1 wonder what amount of
pain is beyond the bearing of real
thoroughbreds? That lady would
burn before she'd even whimper-
Nearing the ferry my innards went
sick, for the punt was on the far
bank, the man was out of sight, and
even Jones wouldn't propose to swim
a river with cargo of mineral and
deck load. AS we got to the door of
Browns cabin, Trevor hove in sight
1 lep' to the ground, giving Jones
hearty slap on the off quarter, which
would steer her behind Browns cab
in; then with one jump 1 grabbed oil
man Browns Winchester rifle from
its sings above the hearth, showed
home two cartridges from the mantel,
rammed the muzzle through the win
dow-pane, which commands view up
the trail, and proceeded to take stock
of Mr.. Trevor.
The mans eyes being stark staring
mad, it was a sure fact he'd never
listen to argument. 1 waited, follow
ing with the rifle until the horses
shoulder widened out. giving me
clear aim at the heart.
The horse finished his stride. but
while 1 was running to the door he
crumpled and went down dead, the
carcass sliding three yards before 1t
stopped AS to the man. he shot
| long curve down on his back in a
| splash of dust, which looked like a
| brown explosion. His revolver went
further on whirling, until a stump
| touched off the trigger, and it's bullet
| whined over my head
| Next thing 1 heard was the rapids,
like a church organ finishing a hymn,
| and Mrs. Trevor's call
You've killed him?"
No, ma'am, but he's had an acct
dent. I'll take him to the cabin for
| first aid
Trevor was sitting up by the time
1 reached him. He looked sort of
| sick
Get up said I. remembering to
be polite in the presence of a lady.
| Get up, you cherub.''
Instead of rising, he reached out a
flask from his pocket, and uncorked
to take a little nourishment. 1 ficked
the bottle into the river, and assisted
him to rise with my foot MY poor
| erring brother" said 1, please step
this way, or I'll kick your tail through
| your hat
He said he wasn't feeling very well,
so when 1 got him into the cabin, L
let him lie on Browns bed, flashing
him down good and hard. 1 gave him
a stick to bite instead of my fingers.
which is private. Now said 1.
| your name is Polecat. You're due
to rest right there, Mr.. Polecat, until
1 get the provincial constable" 1
gathered from his expression that
he'd sort of taken a dislike to me.
Swift and the mare were grazing on
pine chips beside the cabin, and Mrs.
Trevor looked wonderfully peaceful.
Your husband" said 1, lis resting. -
She gave me a wry laugh, and see
ing she was in pain. 1 poured water
over her foot.
That's better" said she, how good
you are to mel"
Old man Brown was coming across
with a punt, mighty peevish because
I'd dropped horse carcass to rot at
his cabin door. and still worse when
he seen 1 had a lunatic roped in his
bunk. 1 gave him his Winchester
which he set down by his door, also
a dollar bill, but he was still crowded
full of peevishness, wasting a lady's
time. AT last 1 hustled the ponies
aboard the punt, and set the guide
lines so that we started out along the
cable, leaving the old man to come
or stay as he pleased. He came Fact
is, 1 remembered that while 1 took
Mrs Trevor to my home, I'd need a
messenger to ride for doctor, nurse
groceries, and constable. I'm afraid
old man Brown was torn some
catching on a nail while 1 lifted him
into the punt. His language was plen
tiful
Now / thought I'd arranged Mrs
Trevor and Mr.. Trevor and Mr.
Brown, and added up the sum so that
| old Geometry himself couldn't have
| figured it better. Whereas I'd left out
the fact that Browns bunk was nailed
Y careless to the wall of his cabin a.
y Trevor struggled. the pegs came
adrift, the bed capsized, the rop,
Stacked, and the polecat, breakin.
n loose, found Browns rifle. I'd LEI
n the ponies out of the punt, and wa.
+ instructing Brown, when the poleca
e let drive at me from across the river
e With all his faults he could shoe
t good, for his first grazed my scalp
d half binding me. At that the lad,
; attracted attention by screaming, S,
o the third shot stampeded poor Jones
It 1 amt religious, being only thirty
n and not due to reform this side O
L rheumatism, but all the sins I've en-
e joyed was punished sudden and com
q plete in that one minute Blind witt