Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1915-10-28

N''lu lHS NdlhCll llSs
1t was a sore point with him, this
name. But can't We see, man, l can't
let We go? Not but I'd be proud ter
hev tn baby named after me-" he went
on politely. Il dunno es l ever he'd
a baby named after me. But, honest,
l can't let We 60"
Jess fer one day." pleaded the pris-
oner.
Not fer Il minit,'' said the warden
Now, look here, man, We jest so back
ter yer cell an trust t the Lord. Ye're
wife'll be all right. It'll be kinder
lonesome mebbe. but it'll be all right
Il gotter go. an I'm goin'," said
the prisoner dctiantly as he turned
away.
The warden slept late the next morn
ing. He WIS still sleeping when his
! wife came and shook him roughly by
the shoulder. She was crying, and so
was the child clinging to her skirts.
Git up. Zeb." cried the woman.
"Whut's tn matter" yawned the
warden sleepily.
Tibet m~oonshincr's killed Tom an
broke out.' cried the IN
The warden leaped from his bed
and. clad only in his nightshirt, ran
hurricdly through the house and up
into the Jail.
On the floor in front of cell 81 he
found the keeper lying dead. The old
mans face was purple. and about his
throat was the imprint of fingers. The
door of the cell was open.
"Mcrciful heavens" cried the ward
en-, who'd "a thought it? Thet Teller
WIZ Jest cs peaceablc cs u lamb"
Il foun' the front door open when |
AN l m%istrustcd all WANT right, so l
come here an foun' tibet. 1t was tur-
rible. | shan't git over it ter my dyin'
day, Iebulon Waters. / shan't."
The mar had been the only prisoner
on the tier, and he had been so docile
and quiet that in his case the usual
discipline had been relaxed. The door
of his cell was never locked when the
keeper was in the corridor.
"Thet'S whut comes o bcin' kind ter
them prisoners said the warden's
wife.
"Shet up. can't We" cried the ward
Ell. Amt I got trouble enough 'thout
you chimin' in? Like cs not I'll lose
tn job for this
"Whutje goin' ter do now" asked
the
Put on my pants" said the warden
shortly.
Die think ! thought ye WIZ goin'
ter hunt fer thet Teller in yer night
Shirt" retorted his wife angrily.
Lucinda. shet up" said the man sol
EMMY. Don't icrgit we're in the
presence of death. Yer jest go into the
house and hurry up the breakfast. |
gotter git artcr this man lively, and
we may nab him fer lie gets much of
Il start"
Within an hour the warden had or
ganized a posse to hunt for the miss
ing prisoner. Two Of the men brought
bloodhoundS.
Il won't hev him torn up by them
dogs announced The warden-''not eli
he killed tn hull town. 'Tain't Chris
tan. I'm fer law an order, an were
goin ter catch this Teller right. w,
aint goin' ter hey him ct up by nt
dogs"
1t was explained that neither of tho
dogs would be unmuzZled: that they
would merely be used to trace the
man.
"Ye don't need no dogs said the
wardcn's wife. Il talked 18th tibet fel
Ter yestedy an ! know. Ye don't neet
no dogs. Ell We jest so ter whar ht
lives yen git him easy enough. That;
whar he's went"
In spite Of this they took the dogs
The men were on horseback. and foI
the first FIVE miles they had no diff
Guilty in following the animals. Tht
dogs ran straight. their noses close t
the ground. The trail was easy 70,
them to follow.
Then the road became rougher ant
rougher as the path led up the noun
tain side.
Ten miles from the town the party
had to abandon their horses. ~leavins
the animals in charge Of II man
After that they slowly made their wa.
up the mountain. the dogs, still il
leash. Juggling frantically at thei'
chains.
The cool, brisk air Of the Octobel
woods. fragrant with pine and balsam
t made no impression on these men
:. They We're hunting i human being;
murderer. Two or three suggested
that it would be Il good thing to han!
him us soon as he was caught.
NO, We won't" said the warden
Me an tn sheriff's runnin' this hunt
an it's goin' ter be lawful all through
I'm goin' ter take that Teller back tie
fail, an he's goin' ter be tried fer mur
der"
. The others gave Il sullen assent.
Suddenly the party stopped. Half
mile above them, standing out in tn
. clear fall air in sharp lines, stood
[ small log cabin.
He all lives thar" said one of tn,
> party in Il whisper.
: The dogs rugged harder on thei