The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1915-12-16

ly %devouring. In the distance the mail
boy was already disappearing in a
cloud of dust.
FAMOUS cRlMiNoLoeIsT IN ALL
GUEZ.
Sanford Quest and his assistants, &C.
~companied by Prof. Lord Ashleish, ar
rived In AIIguez 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,
a 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 hls 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 convalescent.
The man read the paragraph twice.
Then he set down the paper and
looked steadily across the rolling
prairie land. There was a queer, Bit
ter little smile upon his lips.
80 it begins again!" he muttered.
There was a 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 a.little
farther away to the fire, and slowly
stirred a pot OF stew. The little party
Of cowboys came laundering up. There
was q chorus of shouts and exclama-
tions, whistlings and good-natured
chaff. as they threw themselves from
their horses. Long Jim stood slowly
cracking his whip and looking down
the table.
Say, boys, I think he's fixed things
| up all right" he remarked. Come on
with the grub, cookie"
Silently the man filed each dish
with the stew and laid 1t in its place
Then he retired to the background AMI
the cowboys commenced their meal
Long Jim winked at the others as he
picked up a biscuit.
Cookie, you're nc good" he called
out. "The stew's rotten. Here, take
thisi"
He ficked the biscuit, which caught
the cook on the side of the head. Fol
a moment the man started With his
hand upon his temple he flashed Q
look Of hatred towards his assailant
Long Jim laughed c~arelessly.
Say, COOKIE" the latter went on
where did you get them eyes? Guess
We'll have to tame you a Bit"
The meal was soon over, and jim
strolled across to where the others
were saddling up. He passed his ieft
arm through the reins of his horse
and turned once more to look al
Craig.
Say, you mind you do better to
| night. young fellow. Eli"
He stopped short with a cry of pain
The horse had suddenly started
wrenching at the reins. Jim's arm
hung hclplessly down from the shout
der.
dCcg UOyS hC pLOhCu h ~
groaned Say, this is hell"
The cook suddenly pushed his way
through the little crowd. He tool
inns shoulder firmly in one hand ant
his arm In the other. The cowboy
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, the
gun flashed out, only to be suddenly
lowered. Jim looked incredulously to
wards his left arm. which hung nc
longer helplessly by his side. Ht
swung It backwards and forwards, ant
a broad grin slowly liz up his lean
F. brown face he thrust the gun in hi.
! holster and held out his hand.
Cookie. you're all right" he ex
+, claimed. You've done the trick TIL!
time. Say. you're a miracle!"
The cook smiled.
your arm was Just out of joint.
he remarked. 1T was rather a hare
pull, but it's all right now"
Jim looked around at the others.
"And to think that I might have
killed hint" he exclaimed. Cookie
you're a white boy. You'll do. Were
going to like you here"
Craig watched them ride on. The
bitterness had Hzssed from his face
Evening came and with II a repeti
ton OF his hbors. When everything
wss ready 20 serve. he stepped IRON