The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1916-04-13

ence, ana even W tnc eNcltcment oi
the m the thrust went home to
the young owner His Jaw frightened
and he marked the man. one OF the
~fallers. for future reckoning.
How the fight would have ended
Sandry, thinking It over afterward,
could never decide. They were evenly
matched In intent. the two factions,
and nearly so in numbers. though
Hampden's force was a tribe the
stronger.
Blows rained fast and furious.
Blood was flowing freely and the oaths
and laughter had given place TO pant
ing silence.
You low-down cheat" he heard
Daily say as he closed with Hampton.
"Well-settle-a few things-now.
There was the scent OF heated flesh
and OF warm blood I'm the close. moist
air. and the clump and swish and
crunch OF heavy boots threshing the
fern. From under the trampling feet
he caught sight OF a limp figure, crum'
Piled on It's side.
Something in It's CHASTITY stiffness
caught at his heart and set a purpose
In it's Mortified amaze
He must stop this thing at any cost.
%Springing down he caught up a long
blacksnake whip lying coiled beside a
stump. II had evidently come with the
Yellow Pines outfit. for what purpose
he did not know, for there was not
such an article anywhere in camp
: Raising his arm he whirled II back
TO send the long lash singing In among
the struggling mass, when a sound.
coming clearly out OF the brooding
stiffness OF the great pine woods, ar
rested him.
1t was the high. %silvery note OF a
flute. Shrill and clear, 1t cut into the
rush OF the fight like a flashing blade.
The men heard II. even through the
fight rage. Here and there the furious
1 action halted a moment, without volt.
ton, II seemed, and a man drew quick.
ly out on one side In the moment 5
hush that followed a whole cascade OF
sparkling notes fell from the ridge
like q handful of diamonds trickling
down. and sweet and tender came the
strains OF Lead. Kindly Light"
Daily caught hts antagonist by the
throat and hurled him backward,
opening up a space in the locked and
painting swelter.
The Preacher" he painted. The
Preachers comm"
With common consent the two &C.
tions fell apart, the Yellow Pines own.
or getting 10 his feet blind with the un.
caring anger Of the bully.
So IL was the Preacher who was com.
ing thus with the herald OF those sill.
yer notes.-the Preacher whose worn
old Bible lay in the little south room
and whose name brought the light OF
gladness into the somber face of
Silvt2.
Sandry. still holding the trailing
whip, waited expectant. What he be.
held, when at last the player came out
In a watery bar OF the slanting light.
astounded him beyond measure.
The stranger wore a garment OF
sssne coarse brown fiber, buttoned
down from the throat 10 the feet and
belted at the waist with hempen rope
He carried his flute high with a mar.
tial air, as II II told Of victory and
conquest. and his thin form walked
lightly and erect White and fine and
d~elicately lined. the face above shone
radiantly from between heavy hair
which fell in long. loose curls, white
as the winter snow. Blue eyes, under
=, level brows. looked out with the half
. vacant innocence OF the very young
For him the world had stopped som,
, time ago. As he emerged through III,
fern. Sandry saw that the brown gar
ment was wet TO the knees, the heavl
I, shoes upon his feet soddcn with
4, earth.
!, All. John, my SON" he said in
/, voice as gentle as his eyes,. 1T Ia
. been long since we met! | hav,
n wearied on the way for the faces o
. friends"
20 He held out a hand. slim and shape
y, yet which bore the look Of one.tim
" strength. The foreman took II, afte
wiping his own swiftly on his cordl
Il roys.
Y, We zen WdlllH TOT you "a ION
10 time" he said, an we're mighty gla
II you've come"
ID The stranger nodded and, turning I
the shifting lumberjacks, went roun
10 among them with a word for each an
D. that same delicate handshake. Befor
he reached Hampden. the owner OF III
Yellow Pines. strengthening his dishe
ID eled clothes. wung out OF the grou
~ As he passed Sandry he glared I'M
10 his face.
Id I'm stop you before another twent
CT four hours" he said ~savagely. ar
In don't you forget II. Your little dc,
10 the East Belt an this strip happeI
TO have been made by a bogus owne
or who soaked old Frazer for a pile a
cleared It's been filed on as a nom
II stead an sold to me. m III see "
In hell but what III get tall. vi
q keepin' the belt az a surprise party Z
you, but ! guess it's due right now!"
! The yindictive triumph In his smI