Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1916-09-27

VI
sVvhaa d ysw mean BY thstf" 10 er'sd
.Thats good headwork," he said ap.
provingly. II didn't think Morton had
Il In him" .....
Its time something was done 10
run that gang out Of town." TUNED Dr..
Rankin.
mo; It = not uma" denied Danny,
amy more than It was time when you
and Johnny and the rest Of you had
your celebrated Jury trial"
"I'd Ike to know what you are dr1v-
ing atr' fretted tho worthy doctor.
Danny Randall laughed in his gentle
little fashion. I viii confess that just
at that time I was very decidedly
wondering what Danny Randall was
at In fact, at moments I was strong
ly inclined to doubt his affiliations.
He seemed to stand In an absolutely
neutral position, inclining to neither
side.
Tom Cleveland was killed In the
open street by one Of the Empire hang.
ers-on. The man was promptly ar
rested BY Morton in his capacity Of
sheriff and confined In chains. Nor
ton 90 sheriff selected those who were
to servo on the jury. I had the curl
osity to attend tho trial. expecting to
assist at IN uproarious farca All the
proceedings, ON the contrary, were
conducted with the greatest decorum
and With minute attention TO legal
foemalitiea. The assassin. however.
was acquitted. ~s..
From that time the outrages In
creased In number and in boldness.
No man known to be possessed Of any
quantity Of gold was safe 1t was
dangerous to walk alone after dark, to
hunt alone in the mountains, to live
alone. Every man carried his treas
ure about with him everywhere he
went. No man dared raise his voice
In criticism Of the ruling powers, for
it was pretty generally understood
that such criticism meant death.
This Is q chapter hate to write, and
therefore I shall get 1t over with as
soon as possible. '...
One Sunday in the middle Of October
two men trudged into town leading
each pack horse.
was at the time talking to Barnes
At his hotel and saw them from a dis
lance hitching their animals outside
Morton's. They stayed there for some
time, then came out, unhitched their
horses, led them as far as the Empire,
hesitated, finally again tied the beasts
and disappeared. In this manher they
gradually worked along to the Bella
Union, where at last recognized them
as McNally and Buck Barry, our COM
rades Of the Porcupine. OF course
at once rushed over to see them.
found them surrounded by a crowd
to whom they were Offering drinks
free handed. Both were already pref
ty drunk, but they knew me as soon
as entered the door and surged to-
ward me hands out.
"Well, well, wellw cried McNally
denghtedly. "And here's himself!
And who'd have thought Of seeing you
here? I made sure you We're in the
valley and out Of the country long
since. And you're just in time. Make
Z name for It? Better call 1t whisky
straight. Drink to US, my boy! Come,
join my friends! We're all friends
here! Come on. and here's to luck,
the best luck ever! We've got two
horse loads of gold out there-nothing
but gold-and it all came from our old
digging. You ought to have stayed.
We had no trouble. Bagsby was an
old fool!' All the time he was drag
ging me along by the arm toward the
crowd at the bar. Barry maintained
IN air of owlish gravity.
"Where's Missouri JonesT' In
quired, but I might % well have asked
the stone mountains. McNally chat
tered ON. excited, his blue eyes dane
ing, Dragging over and over about hls
two horse loads Of gold.
The crowd took his whisky, laughed
with him and tried shrewdly to pump
him as to the location Of his diggings.
McNally gave them no satisfaction
there, but even when most hilarious
retained enough sense to. pat them of
the track.
As will be imagined. was most un-
easy about the whole proceeding and
tried quietly to draw the two men OF.
mo, SIR cried McNaliy, mot any!
Jes' struck town and am goin' to have
timer in which deterS tnation he
was cheered by all the bystanders.
did not know where to turn. Johnny
was away on one Of his trips, and
Danny Randall was not to be found.
Finally inspiration served me.
"Come down first and see Yank,"
urged. "Poor old Yank is crippled
and can't move"
That melted them at once. They un-
tied their long suffering animals, and
we staggered off down the trail.
On the way down I tried, but in
vain, to arouse them to a sense of
danger.
you've let everybody in town know
you have q lot Of dust" I pointed out.
McNally merely laughed recklessly.
"Good boysw he cried. wouldn't
harm a fly" And could veer him to
no other point Of view. Barry agreed
to everything. very solemn and very
owlish.