Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1915-12-03

old Baptist hypocrite. what kind Of
trick is It you are playing on me?
Stand him up there boys, against that
rail. Stop your bowling or I'll smash
you one in the face. Where did you
find the fool. Jack?"
Locked in a closet yonder: looks
like it might be the girls room. The
darn fool is too skeered ter talk yet
We'll, I'll make him, er else tharll
be dead preacher in bout minute.
l reckon as how I'll do as much skeer-
ing as anyone. Now, Nichols, we see
tibet! Whut the devil wus yer doing
in tibet closet?"
'They-they done put me thar.
Anse."
60 on. Who wus yere beside the
girl when yer cum?"
"A Yankee leftenant, a cavalryman
reckon from Their yellow stripes on
his legs"
"A Yank! Did yer hear the fellar's
name?"
Damn if I'm sure; he's right good
sized man, an not bad lookin'. Pears
to me, now think of it, she called him
Raymond"
There was a gasping sound as
though Anse's hand had closed again
heavily on the fellows throat.
Raymond! l reckon yer lynn ter
me, parson. Yer heard tell o. tibet fell
Ter over in camp. an Their name stuck.
'Twont be healthy fer yer ter play no
game yere."
Il amt. Anse. Quit chokin' me. ]
never heard tell O. no Yank named
Raymond afore. Be thar one round
yere"
Wall. thar was. but don't reckon
thar Is now" doubtfully. Last ]
heerd tell o. him he wus over in Fay
cite ridin' like hell fer Charleston.
Monte's 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' a lot o. time;
l reckon thar must a bin some kind O.
male critter yere; faint likely Their
girl locked him up alone, an 1t don't
make no odds whut the Yank's name
was. nohow."
go on, Nichols; whut happened?
Tell US the whole of 1t. but make II
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 as
he began to tell his story and there
were mufIled words we could not dis.
tinguish. Occasionally someone of his
auditors interrupted with an oath. or
exclamation. He spoke faster as he
proceeded. as though feeling less fear
and eager to have the task over. Final
| ly Cowan INTERCEPTED brief question
"You damn coward! Did you tell?"
Honest, Anse. l don't Jest know;
but l reckon did spit it most out. feI
| he'd killed me If hadn't"
DO you mean to say you told them
I was comm yere tonight. an goin' feI
ter make the girl marry me-yor
whinin' cur?"
|
If tibet Teller he'd pistol ct your heat
you'd did some talkin'. Maybe he'l
a recruitin' officer, but he amt NJ
sorter man ter fool with onct he git.
mad"
well, I'd sure like fer ter know who
he is. He can't be ther Teller what go
away from Monte. fer he lit out fel
Charleston. How did this yere fellel
git yere-on horseback" -A
81 didn't git sight O. no boss; thai
wus only one four+egged critter In
Their barn. an reckon as how the cir
must hev' rode thet."
Say. Anse," broke in the voice o.
Kelly, "I'll bet this Yank is the one
tibet wus with Fox. an got away. He't
he'd time 'nough fer ter git this fer or
| fut."
But what does he call hisself Ray
mond fer?"
Damn il know-maybe he jes,
heerd tell of the other Teller, an
thought as how he'd git long easier
under tibet name"
well. / reckon 1t won't make much
difference whut the cuss' name Is Il
ever | git my hands on him." growlee
Anse savagely. go on. Nichols. Whai
became of them?"
Skipped out. reckon. never seer
nuthing more ov EN-"
Anse must have completely lost his
temper. for there was the sound Of Z
blow. and the noise of q falling body
feet shufiling as the others drew back
1 Then. moment of silence.
"Pick the OIL fool up" said q voice
Throw him back into the room thar
Maybe he'll hev sum sense when hs
wakes up. Kelly. take Jim with yer
an see II tibet boss Is in Their stabl,
yet. II them two left on fut. the,
amt gone fur in this storm. Enyhov
thar's one thing sure--they amt ,
hidin' up we're. Cum on. boys. lett
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