The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-07-07

sion. rode over and rvimUred trp hide
and came back sat e''.'t: gut Aragon
was not SO easily appeai -!
"By what right" he demanded true
ulcntly. do YOU, an American. kill
deer in our country? Have y lie
special permit which Is requirtLf
mo. senor," answered Ho,,!"' c"-
berly: "the deer was killed by Mex
lean have working for mel"
Hal" sneered Aragon. and then he
paused, baIkcd.
Where is this Mexican?" inquired
the rural. his professional instincts
aroused. and while'Dud was explaining
that he was out in the hills some
where. Aragon spurred his horse UP
closer and De. curiously into his
tent
"''' hat ere looking for?" de-
maE q '''.ol:' rply, and then Ara.
gon uowe.: n.- I'D.
Il am looking for the drills and drill
spoon" he said: "the ones you stole
when you took my mine!"
Then get back out Of there!" cried
Bud, sei2ing his horse by the bit and
throwing him back on his launches;
land stay out!" he added, as he
dropped his hand to his gun. "Rut IL
the rural wishes to search" he said,
turning to that astounded official. "he
iB welcome to do So"
"Muchas gracins, mol" returned the
rural. shaking n finger In front Of his
face. and then he strobe over to where
Aragon was muttering and spoke in q
low tones
mol" dissented Aragon. shaking his
head violently; "no-no! want this
man arrested!" he cried, turning vim.
dictively upon Rpd. "He has stolen
my tools-my mtne-my land! He has
no business here--no title! This land
is mine, and tell him to go. Pronto!"
he shouted. menacing Hooker with his
riding-whip, but BUD only shifted his
feet and stopped listening to his ex-
cited Spanish. 80
mo. senor," he said. when 1t wne all
over. this claim belongs to my pard-
ner. De Lancey.. You have no"
"Ha! De Lancey!" 1eered Arngon.
suddenly induisiRg himself in a sar-
donfc laugh. 'Ds Eancey: ia, hal"
whats the matter?" cried Hooker.
as the rural Joined in with dcrisive
smirk. Say. speak up. hombre!" he
threatened, stepping closer as his eyes
took on dangerous CLEAN. "And let
me tell you now" no added, that II
any man touches q kair Of his head
Ill kill linn like q dog!"
- ,-al backed his horse away, as
IL h"uuenly discovering that the Amer
ing respectfully as he took his leave.
he said:
"The Senor De Lancey Is In jail!"
They whirled their horses at that
and galloped of down the canyon. and
as Bud gazed after them he burst into
q frenzy of curses. Then. with the
one thought Of setting Phil free. he
ran out to the corral and hurled the
saddle on his horse.
1t was through some chicanery, ne
knew-some low-down trick on the
part OF Aragon-that his pardner had
been imprisoned, and he swore to have
him out or know the reason why. Fl
ther that or he would 60 after Arag'
and take 1t out Of his hide.
It was outside Buds simple cot
even to question his pardneis limo.
cence. but. innocent or guilty. he would
have him out II he had to tear down
the Jail.
So ho slapped his saddle-gun into
the sling, reached for his quirt, and
went dashing down the canyon. At
q turn in the road he came suddenly
upon Aragon and the rural. split a
way between them. and leaned for
ward as Copper Bottom burned up the
trail
1t was long since the shiny sorrel
had been given his head. and he need.
ed neither whip nor spurs -Lut mile
or two down the arroyo Bud suddenly
refined him in and looked behind. Then
he turned abruptly up the hillside and
Jumped him out on q point, looked
again. and rode slowly back up the
trail.
Aragon and the rural we're not In
Bight-the question was. were they
foilowingf For q abort distance he
rode wnfily, not to be surprised In
his suspicion: then, as he found tracks
turning back. he gave head to his
horse and galloped swiftly to camp.
The horses OF the men he sought
stood at the edge" OF the mine-dump.
and, throwing his brfdle.rein down be.
side them. Bud leaped JSff and ran up
the cut Then he stopped short and
reached for 'his six-shootef. The two
men were up at the end, down on their
knees. and digging like dogs after
rabbit, % err - 70 I'D .'i,'{' sfF y
~. So eager were they In their search
go; confldant In their fancied security.
that they never looked up tcom their
work, and the tramp. Of 'HooR5r's boots