The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1914-12-11
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The Capture.

~ jerks the story of his adven
IA lures.
Il started out Mr. Quaritch.
he began and crossed the lake to
the camp where Bill Worke was fired
at-you mind Miss Linda dronped
brooch there: | had "a search for it,
but didn't find it. though | come
across what I'd hoped to linda lot of
tracks-mens tracks
Who had been there since Satur
dayp
Huh! Yes: only about two days
old. After awhile | built a bit of a
tin Id fetched along. Then after
lunk'-.Ioe always called lunch hunk
~ started back. was coming along
easy. not on the path. but in the wood
about twenty yards to the south of it.
and afore I'd gone above three or
four acres shot was fired at me from
above The bullet didn't strike me.
but as / was in wonderful poor place
for cover-just three or four spruces
and half a dozen sticks of wild rasp
berry, went down. pretending I'd
got the bullet, pitched over the way
man does that's got it high up. and
took care to get the biggest spruce
trunk between me and where think
the shots come from
Sometimes. if you go down like
that. man'll get rattled-Iike and come
out. but not this one. Guess I'm not
the first he's put a bit of lead into
He lay still and fred again-got me
in the shoulder that time. and | gave
a kick and showed in among the rasp
berry canes in good earnest, had some
Of them Whitley buds in my mouth and
was chewing of them. when the fella
shoots twice more-both misses. Then
he kind o. paused. and guesses he's
going to move to where be can let me
have it again.
81 see the black hat on him for a mo
ment and then i lets drive. tried
to get up to have look at him"
surely that was risky How could
you know he was dead?'
Heard the bullet strike and saw the
hat go backward. A man don't ney
er fall over backward when he's sham
ming / couldn't get to him-fainted
guess Then you come along"
Evening had fallen before we ulti
mately arrived at Kalmacks. We ap.
preached the house with care and en-
tered by a window at the back, as
Joe thought it possible the front en-
frances might be commanded from the
wood on that side.
We went at once to the room where
Worke was lying and Joe gave him a
rapid description of the man he had
shot.
That's Tomlinson' said Worke al
once Them two brothers lives to
gether. What have they been doingT'
You'll know afore night" replied
Joe. What are their namesY
Dandy is the one with the black
beard. while him they calls Muppy Is
foxy colored man."
Thank YOU" said Joe. Nov. Bill,
if you keep them names to yourself
I'll come back in half an hour and tell
you who it was shot you
On Joe's appearance Linda started up
and ran to him
You're woundedy' she cried.
Its nothin' much, Miss Linda"
But as we laid him down on the
couch he seemed to lose consciousness.
Petersham brought brandy, and Linda.
holding Joe's head upon her arm, put
1t to his lips. He swallowed some Of
it and then insisted upon sitting up.
Il must bind up your shoulder. We
must stop the bleeding" Linda's dis
tress and anxiety were very evident
And Joe had to give way. With her
capable and gentle hands Linda soon
dressed the wound and afterward in
sisted on sending for Puttick to help
him to his bunk.
$50 you've got it?' Puttick said. 81
warned you. Lucky you're not dead"
Yes, amt it 2" returned Joe.
Well l knew that soft drawl, which
November's voice never took except I'm
moments Of fiercest tension
You'd best join your hands above
your head, Ben Puttick. Lock the
thumbs. That's right"
Joe had picked my revolver from the
table and held it pointed at Puttick's
breast
Hes madr' screamed Puttick.
Tie his hands. Mr.. Quaritch Miss
Linda. will you please to go awayT'
mo. Joe. Do you think I'm fright
ened?"
Huh! l know you're brave, but q
man acts freer without the women
looking on
Without word she turned and walk
ed out of the room.
tPuttick's going to confess. Mr. Pc
tersham." went on November.
I've nothing to confess, you foolr'
Not even that story you invented
shout the man with the red banker