The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-03-18

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sensations, and they distressed her.
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Meanwhile, 1t came insistently to tn
ears OF Captain Callomb that som
plan was on foot, the intricacies @
which he could not fathom, to MANI
facture case against number of tn
Souths, quite apart from their actua
guilt, or likelihood OF guilt. One
more, he would be called upon to g,
out and drag In men too well fortified
to be taken by the posses and depu
ties OF the Holman civil machinery
At this news, he chafed bitterly, and
still ranking with a sense of shame al
the loss Of his first prisoner, he formed
plan Of his own, which he revealed
over his pipe to his first lieutenant.
There's a niger in the woodpile
Merriweather," he said. I'VE are sim
ply being used to do the dirty work
up here, and I'm going to do little
probing Of my own. guess I'll turn
the company over to you for a day or
two"
What idiocy are you contemplating
now?" inquired the second In COM
| mand.
I'm going to ride over on Misery,
and hear what the other side has to
say. I've usually noticed that one side
of any story is pretty good until the
others told"
you mean you are going to go over
there where the Souths are in
trenched, where every road is guard
ed?" The lieutenant spoke wrathfully
and with violence. Don't be an ass,
Callomb. You went over there once
before and took man away-and he's
dead You owe them life, and they
collect their dues. You will be sup
ported by no warrant of arrest, and
can't take sufficient detail to pro-
tect you"
NO" said Callomb, quietly; II go
on my own responsibility and l go by
myself"
And" stormed Merriwether, you'll
never come back"
Il think" smiled Callomb. "I'll get
back. | owe an old man over there
an apology, and | want to see this des-
perado at first hand"
It's sheer madness. ought to take
you down to this internal crook of a
Judge and have you committed to
strait-jacket."
If" said Callomb, you are content
to play the catspaw to bunch of as
sassins, I'm not. The mailrider went
oct this morning and he carried let
ter to old Spicer South. told him that
/ was coming unescorted and unarmed /
and that my object was to talk with
him. | asked him to give me a safe
conduct, at least, until l reached his
house, and stated my case. | treated
him like an officer and gentleman,
and, unless I'm poor Judge of men,
he's going to treat me that way"
The lieutenant sought vainly to dis
suade Callomb, but the next day the
captain rode forth, unaccompanied. |
Curious stares followed him and Judge !
Smithers turned narrowing and I'M
pleasant eyes after him, but at the |
point where the ridge separated the |
territory of the Hollmans from that Of
the Souths he saw waiting in the road
a mounted figure, sitting his horse
straight, and clad in the rough habili-
ments of the mountaineer.
AS Callomb rode up he scluted and
the mounted figure with perfect gray
ity and correctness returned that
salute as one officer to another The
captain was surprised. Where had
this mountaineer with the steady eyes
and the clean-cut jaw learned the
niceties of military etiquette?
II am Captain Callomb of F. COM
pany," said the officer. I'm riding
over to Spicer South's house. Did you
come to meet me?"
ITO meet and guide you," replied
pleasant voice. my name is Samson
South"
The militiaman stared This man
whose countenance was calmly
thoughtful scarcely comported with the
he had heard of the
Wildcat of the Mountains" the man
Who had come home straight as a
torm-petrel at the first note of the Z
empest and marked his coming with I
louble murder. Callomb had been too
'usy to read newspapers of late. He
lad heard only that Samson had been
way"
While he wondered, Samson went
N: I
I'm glad you came. If 1t had been c
ossible would have come to you" v
IS he told Of the letter he had written c
he judge, volunteering to present him
elf as witness, the officers wonder I
rev.
They said that you had been away
uggested Callomb. IF it's not an i'm
ertinent question, what part of the
have you been visiting?" Il
Samson laughed. II
"Not any part of the mountains" he -
aid. I've been living chiefly in New 4,
ork-and for time in Paris al
Callomb drew his horse to a dead di
alt
I'm the name of God" he incredu-
'usly asked, what manner of man
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ay be summed up by saying that I'm I
Iactly the opposite of the man you've Il