Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-08-25

wife came and shook him roughly h..
the shoulder. She was crying, and -
was the child cIingfng to her skirts.
cit up, Zebr' cried the woman
"Whut's tn matterT' yawned m.
warden sleepily.
Tibet moOnshiner's killed Tom an
broke outr' cried the woman.
The warden leaped from his bsd
and. clad only in his nightshirt -,
| hurriedly through the house and M
into the Jail.
On the floor In front Of cell 81 he
| found the keeper lying dead. The old
mans face was purple, and about HE
throat was the imprint Of fingers. The
! door of the cell was open.
"Merciful heavens" cried the ward.
! en-, who'd "a thought it? Tibet Teller
wuz jest es peaceable es lamb"
II foun' the front door open when
got up this mornin','' said the woman
IAN 1 mistrusted all want right, 80
come here an foun' tibet. 1t was tur.
rible. I shan't git over it ter my ayl:,
day, Zebulon Waters. shan't"
The man had been the only prisoner
on the tier, and he had been so docie
and quiet that in his case the usual
discipline had been relaxed. The door
of his cell was never locked when the
keeper was in the corridor.
.Thets whut comes o. bein' kind ter
them prisoners" said the warden's
wife.
"Shet up, can't ye?" cried the ward
en- Amt got trouble ernough 'thout
you chimin' in? Like es not I'll lose
tn Job for this"
.'whutje goin' ter do now?" asked
the woman.
PUT on my pants" said the warden
shortly.
Die think I thought We wuz goin
ter hunt fer tibet Teller in yer night
shirt?" retorted his wife angrily.
Lucinda, shet up" said the man SOL
EMMY. Don't fergit yere in the
presence of death. Yer jest go into the
house and hurry up the breakfast
gotter git arter this man lively, and
we may nab him fer he gets much Of
q start"
Within an hour the warden had or
ganized a posse to hunt for the miss
ing prisoner. Two of the men brought
bloodhounds.
81 won't hev him torn up by them
dogs" announced the warden-"not eff
he killed tn hull town. 'Tain't Chris
tan I'm fer law an order, an we're
goin ter catch this teller right. We
amt goin' ter hev him ct up by no
dogs"
1t was explained that neither Of the
dogs would be unmuzzled; that they
would merely be used to trace the
man.
I'VE don't need no dogs" said the
warden's wife. 81 talked 18th tibet Eel
Ter yestedy an know. Ye don't need
no dogs. Eff We jest go ter whar he
lives ye'll git him easy enough. That's
whar he's went"
In spite of this they took the dogs.
The men were on horseback. and for
the first five miles they had no diff
Guilty in following the animals. The
dogs ran straight. their noses close TO
the ground The trail was easy for
them to follow.
Then the road became rougher and
rougher as the path led up the noun
tain side.
Ten miles from the town the party
H3Q 10 dDauuOn lHelE uOISeSr IedNlh-
the animals in charge of one man
After that they slowly made their way
up the mountain, the dogs, still in
leash. Juggling frantically at their
chains.
The cool. brisk air of the October
woods. fragrant with pine and balsam.
made no impression on these men.
They were hunting a human being-a
murderer. Two or three suggested
that it would be a good thing to hang
him as soon as he was caught.
NO. We WON'T said the warden
Me an tn sheriff's runnin' this hunt.
an it's goin' ter be lawful all through
I'm goin' ter take that teller back te'
jail. an he's goin' ter be tried fer mu'-
der"
The others gave suilen assent
Suddenly the party stopped. Haf
mile above them. standing out in the
clear fall air in sharp lines, stood
small log cabin.
He all lives thar" said one Of the
party in a whisper.
The dogs tugged harder on heT
chains.
Wed better so kinder quiet" sug
gested the warden. "Mebbe he's got
gun"
Slowly the men made their way !"
ward the house. From the place there
came no sound. The men came nearer
and nearer. Two or three drew pislos
and held them ready for instant use
The warden, closely followed 10y US
posse. finally stood in the doorwa!
the little cabin. The sunlight stream
ing through the open window fel On
the figure of the fugitive. sitting WIN
bowed head beside a tumbled bed o'
which lay the dead bodies of a motne'
and child. The man looked up dream
lily.
81 wuz sho'ly sorry ter hev ter klA
Torm.' he said slowly, but WEE jes'
natchellv 'bleeGed ter come"