The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1916-11-11

only thirty miles What do you
say, Brandt
"Nothln'."
"As usual. calculated Dime.
IL say about tomorrow morning"
yentured Pars Long. Light will be
good about 8. We can do the thirty by
8. A fella would be able to ride round
town then without fnllin' over any.
thing"
what you fellas ge;tin att" querIed
williams.
"Gophertown." replied Dime. You
want TO come alongl"
swell, boys. 1t would n been my
way OF evenin' up for pal"
Then you're comm too?"
do you think I'm packin' these here
two guns and this belt Jest 10 reduce
my shape?" queried Williams IN q
rather hurt tone.
"whoop-ee for Brandt they chorus
ed, and the tethered ponies SHE'D and
circled.
81 never rode out lookin' for trou.
ble," said Williams. land never SHE'D
from lookin' at 1t when II come my
way"
"Who said anything about trouble 7"
queried Billy Dime innocently. I'm
dry. want n drink I'm goin' over
10 Gophertown 10 get It. I'll trent the
bunch"
wen be there when you call our
numbers, sister. You comin'?" asked
Pars Long, nodding toward Overland.
me? Nope. I'm goin'. I'm goin'
10 ask you boys 70 kindly allow me
the privilege OF gettin' my drink first
and by my lonesome. There will be
a gent there with sore eyes. He got
sore eyes waitin and watchin' for me
TO call. ! expect TO cure him OF his
eye trouble. After that you will be
as welcome as Mary's little lamb
fried"
"Bur-rie me not on the lo-o-ne prai-
ree," sang Bud Light.
Not while you got the fastest boss
In the outfit" said Williams.
Coolies boss is here" said over.
land. I'm ridin' her this trip.
kind OF like the idea of usin' his boss
on this here errand OF mercy"
"Three- tomorrow mornln'l' called
Billy Dime as Overland disappeared
In the shadows.
Brand Williams, the taciturn, the 81.
lent, stepped from the fire and strobe
across the meadow. He paused OPP
poslte the Yuma colt and gazed at her
In the moonlight He jerked up his
chin and laughed noiselessly. Two
gun Jack Summers on that red Yuma
boss ridln into Gophertown with both
hands filled and lookin' for trouble
God! He was bad enough when he
was dodgin' trouble. Well. I'm glad
I'm Twin 10 see Il. | was commencin'
TO think they wasn't any more men
left I'm the country. I'm forty.seven
year old Tomorrow I'll be twenty
agaln--Or nothIn'."
Some towns nestle on the plain. 9th.
ers, more aspiring, roost high I'm the
hills. Gophertown squatted on the des-
ert at the very edge OF n range OF bar.
rem foothills. Its principal street was
not much more than n bride trail that
led past eleven ramshackle cabins. dere-
lets OF the old mining days when
Gophertown knew gold. Train robbery
was certain passport TO Gophertown's
protection. Man killing lent an added
distinction to an applicant for hurried
admission. Cattle and horse thieving
was n mere industry not TO be con-
faunded With these higher professions
saunders, ccr77ng from the saloon,
was not n little surprised 10 see n band
OF horscmen far out on the desert He
felt that their presence In his vicinity
had something 10 do with himself. He
counted the horses. There were six
OF them. He knew instantly that the
riders were cowmen. although he could
not distinguish one from another. lie
beckoned TO the saloon keeper.
"we could "A stopped that" he said,
pointing toward the desert.
big bunch. One, two. three-six OF
'em. Big bunch 20 come vlsitin' here"
Saunders gestured toward the can.
yon behind Gophertown.
The saloon keeper shook his head
Don't think most OF our boys will be
back this week. Brnndln' that bunch
OF new stock. Takes time 10 do Il
right"
"well, here comes Parks and Santa
Fe smith," said Saunders. THAT
makes four OF MS"
"Mebby-and mebby not" said the
saloon keeper. 'That depcnds--de-
ponds on the party that's callin' and
who they're calm on"
There's Sago-just ridln' the ledge
trail. That's i've"
"'Iige and Joe Kennedy are mp at
the corrals.r said the saloon keeper.
"They would hate 20 miss anything
like this"
"Mebby they won't n that bunch
gets past us" said Saunders.