The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-05-21
CHAPTER xxv-(continued)

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CHAPTER XxV-(Continued).
They lone give John three hours
more. Ihen If he don't surrender thy'1
charge the house and riddle it! And
John he won't let the children come
out-or any one. He says the Lord is
WI the right"
Curran was staring in his turn.
Mich! What is it?"
The old soldier looked at him with
a remembrance. IT forgot, Mr.. Wiley!
Where you been? Folks were askin'
10 you-they said If airy man In the
county could talk reason to John, it's
you'll"
Look here-has there been any
tronble-any fighting"
Fight! Where have you been!
break UP your meetin', didn't it! The
Whole county just poured out there.
They had a time getting the bodies
dragged off-worked all night, and two
more deputies Were shot at midnight;
n then this morning the folks got
John-and he killed the sheriff, Mr..
Wiley!'
The editor clenched his hands. ct
heard-I know, now?"
The posse is all around the place.
l sneaked away at dark and come to
town to telegraph Aurelie. The depu-
ties are keeping the crowd to the creek
road. Everybody's there-all the town
folks and the farmers that drove in to
hear you. God Almighty, what a. cleo
ton day! They amt a man though of
It yet! Five Of EN- been killed, Mr..
Wiley, and the sheriff's body Is lying
there yet. Johns fired at every one
who shows himself"
And they've fired at the housed"
Yes. Mebbe killed some o. the boys.
Johns got it all barricaded. He can
fight from any window-and they got
to cross that field where he can drop
any one"
.Curran was hurrying with him. The
shock Of the matter had driven every
thought of himself from his mind. They
passed a nan or two who hardly
looked at them. Curran could not tell
whether it was the palsy Of the
tragedy, or the contempt in which they
must hold him today when all the state
would be ringing with his downfall.
When they reached the junction, a
crowd was waiting for the train. He
heard snatches Of the talk. Men were
gaunt and hollow eyed. Heard some
body'd wired the governor t. send
militia. No, they amt coming
Mr.. Van Hart says it would be a
disgrace If the county can't handle this
affair. Folks say the governor amt
- O. c1A 1llll4
II half the county was killed. . . :
Marryat was a fool to try draw up on
the house when John had just told
him to stay off. And District Attorney
Jewett threw up his hands-said he waa
going out Of office. and he wasn't GO
Ing to monkey with it. So they all
went to young Van Hart-he's In
charge Of It'll"
The two, watching for the 9 o'clock
train from Chicago to draw out Of the
creek cut, heard this endless babble,
Teams drove by on their way to the
quarry. Women We're crying. The
local from Earliville brought four
correspondents of mid west papers who
were being bounded for follow
stories. h affair had already been
flashed nation wide. Last nights bat
tie was In all the Chicago papers which
daylight. It was a sensation-this
story of a n armed outlaw, crazed
Tqa, thedton ?mh ami ami amhmhmh
with religious brooding, driven to des-
peration by his wrong Of the law, for
tifying his cabin and defying the COM
munity to take him. Five men dead
pnd eight wounded; the shanty rid
died again and again, but the de-
fender unhurt, and refusing all par
ley, all demands to surrender. The
news shot through the staid and sober
midland counties like a drama from
the ancient and lawless west; it
wrested attention even from the mo-
mentous election.
Curran listened to Michigan's be-
wildered recital. and to the fragments
Of talk. The throng grew. Some said
Two companies of militia were coming;
that the hastily summoned county dep
lties were hopelessly inefficient, scared,
sbluffed" out by Lindstrom's merciless
shooting and the number Of the dead.
Nobody wants to tackle him." said
! breathless clerk from the Hub cloth
ing store. Some Of the boys thought
they could sneak around in the timber
and get a shot at him close, and he
wounded three Of them before they
tould lift a finger!"
And they could hear a woman cry
ing in the house. And a boy-must
be that little Dane kid, Peter!"
Old Michigan was fearsomely listen
ing. IF she comes" he breathed. "to
save Peter and the baby!"
They won't fire the house, Mich"
They will! Young Mr.. Van Hart
said they will. He give EN- a chance
chances to surrender-and John won't
heal Of it. And Mr.. Harlan said no
an Jul ago. there'd be one more
chance! Then he'll charge that place
If so men are killed. The law, Mr.. Wiley
he says it'll be upheld at all costs.
] no ulileEeIlCe WHO lS uuTC!
Harlan" muttered Wiley, I'll
wish 1 could see him Beg him-ah
WE'LL" he stared at the depot crowd. He
was thinking of hat logged and in
vincible quality he had seer grow in
Harlan. He knew. He had felt its
power-under all else lay this Viking
ruthlessness. Yes. If it lay with Har-
Ian. he would not hesitate. The way OF
peace with him was the law indicated,
But it was curious. in all the turmoil
that no one noticed him-the obsession
of the tragedy must have obscured ever
the sensation Of his downfall. He tried
to buy a paper but none was to be had.
Through all the complaints and re-
ordinations. denunciation of the coun-
ty officers for not doing something, he
became aware to his amazement tina.
no one questioned him. He met Mowry,
the undertaken. in his long black coat
and string tie. and Mowry had M
thought except a grievance of his own.
| The Widow Steger had passed, and
| just his luck-passed in the hospital
at Burlington where her soninlaw had
embalmed her. And here Mowry had
been buying his groceries of Dickinson
for nine years in expectation of getting
the widow.
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