The gazette-times. [volume] (Heppner, Or.) 1912-1925, 1914-07-16
A RICHTER Of Wrongs
By Dix Drummond Osmun.
Hellover lot. Listen here. -

wound up, ''just like that feller we
seen in the show last winter.n
"What yu goin' tub dof Course I m
in with yuh. He'd oughter be strung
Iup, that's what, only this durn coun-
|try's gettin so blame ladylke."
II dunno. l can't think uh nuth-
lin'."
A gloomy silence fell upon the two.
They finished their meal and trailed
out into the office.
"Get over your mad yeti" asked
the clerk pleasantly.
"No, an ain t goin' tuh,' replied
Jim. "lde an my pardner here is pin.
in tub do somethin', but we can It fig
ger out anything"
"By the way" said the clerk cas-
ually, cold Lawrence is going out to
his raneh-the Arrow Seven, you know
in his automobile this morning. Fun
ny how that road winds along in that
gulch. I've often wondered he didn It
have hold-up, going back and forth,
as he does, with only his kid chauf-
feur."
"Why, it does seem sorter resky,n
assented Jim. "Come on, Shack he
added to his friend, ave gotter be 60
in if we want tub keep that business
engagement. !"
"What business have we got tub
tend tuh7" asked Shack when they
reached the street.
"We're goin' tub take a ride, me
an you, an we gotter git another cay
use besides ourn."
Shack looked surprised, but as the
younger man of the two it was not for
him to ask questions. Not until they
were fully five miles from the city, fol-
lowing trail-like road, did Jim divulge
the "business. :"
"An' here IS the spot" he wound
up. "When we see him comm we II
each git one side uh the road, an if he
don t stop, plug tire-that II break
in on his hurryin any"
Some minutes later the red touring
car of Randall Lawrence was held up
in approved bandit style. The owner,
being timid man, offered no resist
ance to the masked robbers who erder-
ed him to ahght.
Mr.. Randall was not western prod
net. He had lately come from the East
with money to invest, and had proceed
ed to invest it wherever the promise
of dividends seemed largest. At first
the people of Benson City and the sur
rounding country had hailed with de-
light the advent of real live capital
list within their borders; but a growing
familiarity with Mr. Lawrence's meth
ods tempered their delight considerably.
It is even probable that had the ma
jority Of the citizens who abode in that
section of Wyoming seen the great fl
naneier in his present position they
would not have been greatly displeas-
ed
"Now, Mr.. Lawrence, said Jim
gruffly "this ain t no picnic, an then
agin it amt no proper holdup. We
AIM after your money, but yuh is our
pris 'ner just the same. First thing yuh
does is tub shed them duds, an put on
some we has special pervided for the
'easion. An we must ask yuh tub cut
off them whiskers, onless yuh would
rather for US tub do the job. I got the
scissors in my pocket for cuttin 'em."
"This is an outrage" fumed Mr..
Lawrence. his fat, puffy face livid with
anger, "a dastardly outrage"
"Uh-huh,'' assented Jim calmly.
"That's the way it would look tub
most people. Howsomever, if you II
just change them duds and the rest of
lit, it II same time an trouble"
The capitalist looked keenly at the
other, and failed to find any comfort
in the cold eyes shining through the
"T don't know what your game is,
but I have 5000 with me, which will
give you in exchange for my liberty,
and let it end the matter. I am busy
man, and my time is worth money.
ID
"It's no use" snapped Jim. ~
told yuh what tub DO, and I'm gittin