The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1914-11-18
cHAPTER IIl.
~1-hou shalt break them with = rod Of
iron."

C7APbE H III.
@Thou shalt break them with . rod Of
iron."
III TO ,aponer were we away than |
III par. my eager question What
W do you think of it?''
Joe shrugged his shoulders.
do you know any of these menY
"'AII of Them "
".Hew about the fellow who is on
bad terms, with
| N"vemDff seized my arm. man
was aDproilching through the dusk. As
he pissed my companion hailed him
Hello. Baxter. Didn't know you'd
come bach Where you beenY'
| Right Tip on the headwaters.''
L sFitZ c,Jlle down with your"
| No: sGIyed on the line OF traps
Ibid you want him. NovemberY"
Yes, Cut it can wait See any
nIoosey
Mary one: nothing but red deer
''Good night"
| so long
THAT settles it" said November. IF
/ BIZ speaks the truth. us / believe he
d'pes. it wasn't either of the Gurds shot
Lyon"
why rt,t3''
Didn't ,ou hear him say they hadn't
seen any Inoose2 And ! told you that
tile man that shot Lyon had killed d
moose quHie recent That leaves just
Miller anil Highamson- and it weren't
Miller"
You're sure of thatY
STARK certain. One reason is thar
/ GiIler's above six foot. and the man
as campeCl with Lyon wasn't as tall
bg six inches. Another reason You
/ heard the storekeeper say how Miller
and Lyon wasn't on speaking terms.
/ Yet the nian who shot Lyon camped
with hin1-slep beside him-must "a
talked to him. That weren't Miller"
His clear reasoning rang true
Il "Higharnson lives alone away up
above LYONS" continued November
"l3e'l make back home soon"
Unless he's guilty and has fed the
country" suggested
"He won't "a done that 1t 'ud be
as good as a confession. No. he thinks
he's done his work to rights and has
nothing to fear Like as not he's back
home now
The night had become both wild and
clustering before we SCI out for Hig
hs mson's hut. and all along the forest
} paths which led TO Ii the sleet and
snow Of what November called "a real
mean night" beat in our faces
. II was hack dark or nearly so when
. at last building doomed up in front
of us. a faint light showing under the
! door.
You there. Highamson?' called oui
: November.
AS there was no answer. my com
panion pushed it OPEN and we enter
ed the small wooden ROOM where or
single nIble lamp bvrned dimly
He turned ii up and looked around
A pack lay on the floor unopened. and
a gun leaned up in a corner.
Just got in. commented Novem
Der. Hasn't loosed up his pack yet
FLe turned it over hatchet was
thrust through the wide thongs which
bound it November drew it out
Put your thumb along that edge
he said "T.lunt? Yes: Yet he drove
that old hitchet as deep in the wooC
as Lyon grove his sharp one He's I
strong man"
As he spoke he was busying him
self with the pack. examining its con
tents with ,ieft fingers. 1t held little
save few clothes. a little tea anf
salt and other fragments of provi
sions and Bible. The finding of the
last was. ! could see. no surprise t
November. though the reason why ht
should have suspected its presence re
manned hidden from me But had
begun TO realize that much was plaiI
TO him which to the ordinary man was
invisible
Having satisfied himself as TO ever,
article in tllp mack he ranidlv re
placed them and tied il up as he hai
found il. wien |. CHANGING out OF tn
small window. saw light moving Low
among the trees. To which l called Nc
| vember Joe's attention.
Its Iikcly Highamson." he said
coming home with lantern &c
you into that dark corner
! did so. while November stood Il
the shadow al The back of the close.
door From my position | could sc
the lantern SLOWLY approaching until |
7 flung u CLEAN of light through tn
window into the hut The next me
/ meni the door was thrust open. an
the heavy breathing of man becam
audible
II Ii happened that at first Highamsol
SAW neither Of Us. so that the first in
III timation that he had OF our pre9enc