Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1915-12-04


like it might be the girls room. The
darn fool is too skeered ter talk yet"
Well. I'll make him, er else tharU
be a dead preacher in bout a minute.
reckon as how I'll do as much skeer.
ing as anyone. Now, Nichols, ye see
tibet! Whut the devil wus yer doing
! In tibet closet?"
"They-they done put me thar.
Anse."
GO on. Who wus we're 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 fellars
name?"
Damn If I'm sure; he's a 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. thet fell
Ter over in camp, an Their name stuck.
'Twont be healthy fer yer ter play no
game yere."
Il amt, Anse. Quit a 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 a ridin' like hell fer Charleston.
Monies band picked him up, an he
didn't find this kentry none too healthy
fer his line o. business, which was re-
cfuitin'-whut's that. Kelly?"
Better let Their preacher tell his
story, Anse. We're losin a lot o. time;
l reckon thar must 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 it, but make it
short"
The preacher drew in a long breath
evidently relieved to have the pressure
Of Anse's murderous fingers removed
from his throat lie sputtered a bit as
he began to tell his story and there
were muffied 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
y Cowan interiected a brief question.
You damn coward! Did you tell?"
Honest, Anse. l don't jest know;
but reckon ! did spit it most out, fer
he'd a killed me if hadn't"
DO you mean to say you told them
l was comm yere tonight, an goin fer
ter make the girl marry me-you
whinin' cur?"
How could help it, Anse? l reckon
If tibet Teller he'd pistol ct your head
you'd did some talkin'. Maybe he's
a recruitin' officer, but he amt no
sorter man ter fool with onct he gifts
mad"
he is. He can't be Their Teller what got
away from Monte, fer he lit out fer
Charleston. How did this yere Teller
git yere-on horseback"
Il didn't git sight O. no boss; thar
wus only one four-legged critter in
Their barn. an reckon as how the girl
must hev' rode tibet"
Say Anse," broke in the voice of
Kelly. IN bet this Yank is the one
tibet wus with Fox. an got away. He'd
he'd time nough fer ter git this fer on
fut."
But what does he call hisself Ray
mond fer?"
Damn If l know-maybe he Jest
heerd tell of the other Teller, an
thought as how he'd git long easier
under tibet name"
We'll, ] reckon It won't make much
difference whut the cuss name is II
ever git my hands on him." grOwled
Anse savagely. GO on. Nichols What
became Of Them"
Skipped out, l reckon. l never seen
nuthing more ov EN-"
Anse must have completely lost his
temper, for there was the sound OF a
blow. and the noise Of a falling body
feet shutting as the others drew back |
Then moment of silence.
Pick the oil fool up" said voice
Throw him back into the room thar
Maybe he'll hev sum sense when he !
wakes up. Kelly, take Jim with yer.
an see if thet boss is in Their stable /
yet If them two left on fut. they
amt gone fur in this storm Enyhow
thar's one thing sure-they amt
hidin' up yere. Cum on. boys. let's
take a mother look round down be-
low"
We heard their feet on the stairs.
and the light, which had streamed up /
through the crack IN the scuttle. faded /
away. leaving US in utter darkness