The Spectator. (Ozark, Ark.) 1911-1916, 1915-08-24
FAMOUS cRIMiNoLoelsT IN ALL
GUEZ.


Sanford Quest and his assistants, &C.
companied by Prof. Lord Ashleieh, ar
rived in Allguez a few days ago to
look for John Craig, formerly servant
to the scientist. Craig has not been
seen since the accident to the limited
fortnight ago, and by many is sup
posed to have persisted in the wreck
He was In the charge Of Inspector
French, and was on his way to New
York to stand his trial for homicide
French was taken to the hospital, suf-
fering from conclusion Of the brain,
but is now convaIescent.
The man read the paragraph twice
Then he set down the paper and
looked steadily across the rolling
prairie Land. There was queer, bit
ter little smile upon his lips.
so it begins again." he muttered.
There was cloud OF dust in the
distance. The man rose to his feet
shaded his eyes with his hand and
shambled round to the back of the
wagon, where a long table was set out
with knives and forks, lunches OF
bread and tincups. He walked little
farther away to the fire, and slowly
stirred pot of stew. The little party
of cowboys came laundering up. There
was a chorus of shouts and eXclama
tions, whistlines and good-natureC
chaff, as they threw themselves from
their horses. Long Jim stood slowly
cracking his whip and looking dowr
the table.
Say, boys, I think he's fixed things
up all right" he remarked. Come or
with the grub, cookie
Silently the man filled each disf
with the stew and laid it in its place
Then he retired to the background anC
the cowboys commenced their meal
Long Jim winked at the others as he
picked up a biscuit.
Cookie, you're no good" he called
out The stew's rotten. Here, take
| this!'
He ficked the biscuit, which caugh
the cook on the side of the head. Fol
a moment the man started With nj:
hand upon his temple he flashed {
! look of hatred towards his assailant
Long Jim laughed carelessly.
Say. cookie" the latter went on
where did you get them eyes? Guess
we'll have to tame you Bit,
The meal was soon over, and jim
strolled across to where the Others
were saddling up. He passed his Ief
arm through the reins of his horse
and turned once more to look a
Craig
Say. you mind you do better TO
night young fellow. En-"
He stopped short with cry OF pain
The horse had suddenly started
wrenching at the reins. Jim's arm
hung helplessly down from the shoul
| der
Gee. boys. he's broken IT," hi
groaned Say. this is hell"
The cook suddenly pushed his way
through the little crowd. He tool
Jims shoulder firmly in one hand anC
his arm in the other The cowbo!
howled with pain.
Let go my arm!" he shouted. XII
him. boys! My God. I'll make holes
In you for this,"
He snatched at his gun with hi
other hand and the cowboys scattered
a little The cook stepped back, th'
gun flashed out, only to be suddenl!
lowered. Jim looked incredulously to
wards his left arm, which hung n,
longer helplessly by his side. HI
swung IT backwards and forwards. ant
broad grin slowly lit up his lean
brown face He thrust the gun in hi
holster and held out his hand.
Cookie, you're all right" he .es
claimed. you've done the trick thl
time. Say. you're a miracle!"
The cook smiled.
Your arm was Just out of Joint,
he remarked. 1T was rather a har
pull. but it's all right now
Jim looked around at the others.
And to think that | might hav
killed him!" he exclaimed. Cookie
you're a white boy. You'll do. We'r
going to like you here"
Craig watched them ride off. TIL
bitterness had passed from his face
Evening came and with It a repet.
ton of his labors. When everything
was ready to serve, he stepped fror
behind the wagon and looked acros
the rolling stretch Of open country