The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-11-06

IheySney done put me thar.
Anse."
Go on. Who WIS we're beside the
girl when yer cum?"
"A Yankee leftenant. a cavalryman
IT. ! reckon ,sss' from 'h'r Yellow stripes on
"A yank' Did yer hear the fellar's
nameg"
Dfmn II I'm sire: he's right good
"'an. an not bad lookin'. Pears
to me. now think OF II. she called him
Raymond"
There was a gasping sound as
though Anse's hand had closed again
heavily on the fellows throat.
raymond reckon yer lynn ter
me, parson. Yer heard tell o. thet fel
Ter over In camp, an Their name stuck
'Twont be healthy fer yer ter play no
game we're"
Il Amt. Anse. Quit a chokin' me.
never heard tell o. no Yank named
Raymond afore. Be thar one round
yere1"
Wall. thar was. but don't reckon
thar is now" doubtfully. Last
heerd tell o. him he wus over In Fay
cite a ridin' like hell fer Charleston
Monies band picked him up. an he
didn't find this kentry none too healthy
fer his line O. business. which was re
cruitin'-whut's that, Kelly?"
Better let Their preacher tell his
story, Anse We're losin' lot o. time
reckon thar must a bin some kind o
male critter yere; faint likely thel
girl locked him up alone, an II dom
make no odds whut the Yank's nam,
was. nohow."
Go on. Nichols; whut happened
Tell us the whole OF it. but make 4
short"
The preacher drew In long breath
evidently relieved TO have the pressure
OF Anse's murderous fingers removed
from his throat. He sputtered bit a.
he began TO tell his story and Their
we're muffied words we could not dis
tinguish Occasionally someone OF hi
auditors interrupted with an oath. o
exclamation. He spoke faster as h
proceeded, as though feeling less fear
and eager to have the task over. Final
, ly Cowan interjected brief question
You damn coward Did you tell?"
Honest. Anse, don't jest know
but reckon did spit II most out, fe
he'd a killed me II hadn't"
do you mean TO say you told Their
was comm yere tonight, an goin' fe
ter make the girl marry me-yo
whinin' cur?"
How could help IL. AnSe? recko
F, IL tibet Teller he'd pistol ct your hea
! you'd did some talkin'. Maybe he
recruitin' officer but he amt n
sorter man ter fool with onct he git
mad"
We'll. I'd sure like fer ter know VIII
he is. He can't be Their Teller what &c
away from Monte, fer he liz out Re
Charleston. How did this we're felle
git yere--on horseback"
Il didn't git sight o. no boss; tina
wus only one four-legged critter
Their barn. an reckon as how the gi
must hev' rode tibet"
Say, Anse," broke in the voice {
Kelly, "I1l BET this Yank is the on
tibet wus with Fox, an got away. He
he'd time 'nough fer ter git this fer o
fut."
but what does he call hisseif Ra
mond fer?"
Damn II know-maybe he Jei
heerd tell OF the other Teller, al
thought as how he'd git long easi'
under tibet name"
We'll, l reckon IL won't make muc
difference whut the cuss' name is
ever | git my hands on him." growle
Anse savagely. Go on, Nichols. Whi
became OF them?"
skipped out. | reckon. / never sec
nuthing more ov EN-"
Anse must have completely lost h
temper, for there was the sound of
blow, and the noise of a falling bod
feet shutting as the others drew bac
Then a moment OF silence.
"Pick the oil fool up, said vote
Throw him back into the room tina
Maybe he'll hev sum sense when
wakes up. Kelly, take Jim with We
an see IL tibet boss is in Their stab
yet. II them two left on fut. the