Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-01-12

coke furnaces. That farm will make
you rich. II we win today's light"
DON'T" she cried, with sudden
gasp. Don't talk like that"
II must" he said. gently. II want
you to make me promise. Sally"
ITS made" she declared.
IF by, any chance should not come
back, I want you to hold Uncle Spicer
and old Vile McCager to their pledge.
They must not privately avenge me.
They must still stand for the law. !
want you, and this IL most important
of all. to leave these mountains"
Her hands frightened on his shoulder.
mot that, Samson" she pleaded;
mot these mountains where we've
been together"
you promised. want you to 90 to
the Lescotts in New York. In year,
you can come back-if you want to;
but you must promise that"
II promise" she reluctantly yielded
It was half-past nine o'clock when
Samson South and Sidney Callomb
rode side by side into Hixon from the
east. A dozen Of the older Souths,
who had not become soldiers, met
them there, and, with no word, sepa
rated to close about them In circle Of
protection. A Callomb's eyes swept
the almost deserted streets, 80 silent
that the strident switching Of q freight
train could be heard down at the edge
of town, he shook his head. Az he met
the sullen glances Of the gathering In
the courthouse yard, he turned to Sam
son.
They'll fight" he said, briefly.
Samson nodded.
II don't understand the method" de
INJURED the omcer. with psrplexity
why don't they shoot you 1t once.
What are they waiting TORI"
They want to see," Samson assured
HIN. what tack I mean to take. They
want to let the thing play itself out.
They're nquisitive-and they're eau
tious. because now they are bucking
che state ano the world"
Samson with his escort rode up to
the courthouse door and dismounted.
He was for the moment unarmed and
his men walked on each side OF him.
while the Unlocking Hollmans stood
back in surly silence to lot him pass;
In the ONCE Of tho county Judge Sam
son said briefly:
II want to get my deputies sworn
in"
We've got plenty Of deputy sher-
iffs." was the quietly inoolent re3oin-
der.
mot now-we haven't any" Sam
sons voice was sharply incistvs. I'll
name my own assistants"
What's the matter with these
boys?" The county Judge waved his
They're fred"
The country Judge laughed.
well, I reckon can't attend to that
right now"
Then you refusef
''Mebby you might call It that"
Sampson leaned on tho Judges table
and raped sharply With his knuckles.
His handful Of men stood close and
Callomb caught his breath In the
heavy air Of storm-freighted suspense.
The Holman partisans filed the room
and others were crowding to the doors.
I'm high sheriff Of this county now"
said Samson. sharply. you are coun-
ty Judge. Do we co-operate-orh ght?"
Il reckon" drawled the other. that's
matter we'll work out as We goes
along. Depends on how obedient ye
air"
I'm responsible for the peace and
quiet Of this county" continued Sam.
son. We're going to have peace and
quiet"
The Judge looked about him. The IN
dications did not appear to him indica,
tive Of peace and quiet.
"Air wet" he inquired.
I'm coming back here in half
hour" said the new sheriff. This 10
an unlawful and armed assembly.
When l get back want to find the
courthouse occupied only by unarmed
citizens who have business here"
when ye comes back" suggested
the county Judge, I'D advise that 70
resigns yore job. A half-hour is about
90 long 40 ye ought ter try ter hold
hit"
Samson turned and walked through
the scowling crowd to the courthouse
steps.
Gentlemen" he said, In . clear. far
carrying voice, there is no need Of an
armed congregation ct this court
house. I call on you In the name Of
the law to lay aside your arms or scat
ter:
There was murmur which for an in
slant threatened to become q roar, but
trailed into . chorus Of derisive laugh
ter.
Samson went to the hotel. accompa-
MED BY Callomb. A half-hour later the
two were back 1T the courthouse with
. half-dozen companions. The yard
was empty. Samson carried his faith
er's rife. In that half.hour telegram,
prepared In advance. had flashed to
Frankfort.
mob holds courthouse - need
troops"
And . reply had flashed back:
use local company-Canomb com
manding." So that form Of law was
met.
Tho courthouse doors were closed
and it, windows barricaded. The place
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