Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1915-06-25

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shelter from the burning sun. HI
held before him a newspaper, a Ger
tain paragraph of which he was eager
ly d%evouring. In the distance the mai
boy was already disappearing in
cloud of dust.
FAMOUS cRIMiNoLoGIsT IN ALL
GUEZ.
Sanford Quest and his assistants, &C.
%companied by Prof. Lord Ash|eish, ar
rived in ,AIIguez a few days ago to
look for John Craig, formerly servant
to tho scientist. Craig has not been
seen since the accident to the limited,
n aafortnisht aso,eand by many is sup
posed to have perished 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.
FrsDch was taken to the hospital, suf-
fer'pe from conclusion of the brain,
but 10 now eonvaIescert.
The man read the paragraph twice.
r.'oI lie set down the paper and
Ar,:cd steadily across the rolling
lr"il:c LAID. There was a queer, bit.
ter little smile upon his lips.
SO it begins agaiH!" 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 lhe back of. the
wagon, where 4 long t; Die was set out
with knives ard forks, lunches of
bread and tincups. lie. walked a little
farther away ito the h"satand slowly
stirred a pot of stew 'Thoriittie party
of COWBOYS came thunG2rass uoa There
was a. chorus of shouts and exclama-
tons, whistlings oand tgood-natured
chaff, as they threw themselves from
their horses. Long Jim stood slowly
cracking his whip and looking down
the table.
'say, boys:-f-thiiIk he s fixed things
up all right he remarked cCome on
with, the grub, cookie"
Silently the man filed each dish
with the stew and laid it. in its place,
Then he retired to the, background and
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 caught
the cook on the side of the head. For
a moment the man started. With his
hand upon his temple he flashed a
look of hatred towards his as%sailant.
Long Jim laughed c%areless]y.
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 left
through the reins Of his horse
and turned once more to look at
s
Say, you mind You do better to.
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 shout.
der.
Gee, boys, he's broken it," he
groaned. Say, this fsshell!"
The cook suddenly pushed his way
through the little crowd. He took
Jim's shoulder firmly In one hand and
his arm in the other. The cowboy
with pain. /
Let 60 my ARM" he shouted. xiii
him, boys! Ny God, I'll make holes
in you for this!"
He snatched at his gun with his
other hand and the cowboys scattered
little. The cook stepped back, the
gun flashed out, only to be suddenly
lowered. Jim looked incredulously to-
wards his left arm. which hung no
helplessly by his side. He
swung 1t backwards and forwards, and
. broad grin slowly 1T up his lean,
brown face. He thrust the gun in his
holster and held out his hand.
Cookie, you're all right" he ex'
claimed. you've done the trick this
time. Say, you're a miracle!"
The cook smiled.
your arm was just out OF Joint"
he remarked. 1T was rather q hard
pull, but it's all right now"
Jim booked around at the others.
And to think that l might have
killed him!" he exclaimed. Cookie,
a white boy. You'll do. We're
going to like you here"
Craig watched them ride Oh. The
bitterness had passed from his face.
Evening came and with It . repetf
ton Of his labors. When everything
was ready to serve, he stepped from
the wagon and looked aaross
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