The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1915-10-15

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You see. pard," Red Kimball went
IN, you are losing sight Of the point.
Us fellows has been operating for some
years, but whatever we do is blamed
on the Indians. That there is a secret
that would ruin u business If 1t got
out. Tomorrow Il gang Of white men
will be depredating in the Washita
country to get revenge for today's mas
sacre."
Again Gledwase protested that he
would never betray the band.
"Oh. cut this short" interposed Kan
sas Kimball. with an oath. "Daylight
will catch us and nothing done if we
listen to that white livered spy. We
don't believe in that wagon he talks
about, and. as for this kid, he brought
her along just to save his bacon"
mo, as God lives!" cried Gledware.
Cant you see she is dead for sleep?
She was terrified out of her wits all
day, and I've ridden with her all night.
Don't kill her. men," He turned i'm
FASHIONED eyes on the leader.
Right you are! exclaimed the man
with the ferocious whiskers-he who
had been spoken Of as Brick Wilcox.
You'll have to go, pard, but I'm
against killing infants"
The leader darted an angry glance
at the man who but for the untoward
arrival Of Gledware would have won
from him his share Of the booty. But
his voice was smooth and pleasant as
he resumed. Yes, pard, the kid must
die"
Brick Wilcox. with terrible oaths.
again expressed himself IS strongly
opposed to this decision.
We've had enough Of this" Red de
clared. his voice suddenly grown hard
and cold. "Kansas, take the prisoner.
Brick Wilcox. as you're so fond of the
kid, you can carry her" He opened
the door, and a rush of wind extin-
guiShed the candle.
Red went outside and waited till his
brother had drawn forth the quivering
man and Brick Wilcox had carried
out the girl. Then he looked back into
the room. you fellows a stay in
here" he said authoritatively. what
we've got to do amt any easier with a
lot of men standing about looking ON
Red closed the door on the scene and
turned to face the night. Gledware
had already been stationed with his
face toward the moon, and Kansas
Kimball was calmly examining his PTS
toll. Between them and the horses
Brick Wilcox had come to a halt, the
little girl still sleeping in his powerful
arms. Red scowled heavily. He had
not forgiven Wilcox for beating him
at cards. still less for his persistent
opposition to his wishes, and he now
resolved that it should be Willock's
hand to deal the fatal blow. He had
been troubled before tonight by inSub-
ordination on the part of this man Of
bristling w%hiskers, this knave whose
voice was ever for mercy. if mercy
were possible.
AS Kansas Kimball raised his weap-
on to fire the man before him uttered a
cry of terror and began to entreat for
his life. Hold on, Kansas inter-
posed Red. There's not a one Of the
bunch believes that story about the
last wagon getting away, and the dy-
ing wife. We know this Gledware is a
spy, whatever he says, and that he
brought the kid along for protection.
He knew if we got back to No Mans
Land we couldn't he touched. not being
under no jurisdiction. and he wanted
to find us with our paint and feathers
off. He's a sneaking dog, and a bull
let's too good for him. But"-with an
oath-'blessed if he don't hate to die
worse than any mar aver | saw.
don't mind to spare him a few min
utes If he's agreeable. l put 1t to him
would he rather the kid be put out
Of the way first and him afterward, or
does he want the first call!"
For Gods sake, put it off as long as
you will" quavered the prisoner. II
swear I'm no spy. l swear
The captain of the highwaymen In
terposed. Just you say another word
and I'll put daylight into you with my
OWL hand. Stand there and keep mum
and Ill give you u little breathing
space. Now. Brick WILCOX" the lead
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That kids got to die, and you are tt
do the trick and do 1t without any fool
tshness."
II can't" Wilcox declared doggedly
"Oh, yes: yes, you can, Brick. Yor
see, we can't tend to no infant class
and l amt hard hearted enough to leave
a five-year-old girl to die of hunger OF
the prairie, nor do l mean to take he
to no town n stage station as a care
for to be tracked by"
Red" exclaimed Wilcox desperate
", II tell you fair, and l tell you foul
that this little one lives as long as
do"
Red swiftly raised his arm and fret
point blank at Willock's head as
was defined above the sleeping form
Though famed as an orator, Red un
derstood very well that at times &C
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