The Elbert County tribune., 1916-12-22
butt himself witn all his gang rishs


Is he'll begin thet secret underground
business. Why, Lawson won't sleep Of
nights now He an Longstreth have
always been after me-"
Laramie. what are your eyes for?"
demanded Duane. Watch out And
now here. See your friend Morton.
Tell him this game grows hot. To-
gether you approach four or FIVE men
you know well and can absolutely
trust. l may need your help
Then Duane went from place to
place, corner to corner. bar to bar.
watching. listening. recording. The
excitement had preceded him, and
speculation was rife. He thought
best to keep out of 1t. After dark
he stole up to Longstreth's ranch.
The evening was warm: the doors
were open; and In the twilight the
only lamps that had been lit were in
Longstreth's big sitting room, at tho
| far end of the house. When n buck
| board drove up and Longstreth and
Lawson alighted, Duane was well
| hidden In the bushes, so well screened
| that he could get but neeting
| glimpse of Longstreth MS he went In.
| For all Duane could see, he appeared
| to be calm and quiet man, intense
beneath the surface. with an air of
dignity under insult. Duane's chance
to observe Lawson was lost. They
went into the house without speaking
and closed the door.
At the other end of the porch, close
under window, was an Offset be-
tween step and wall. and there In
the shadow Duane hid. So Duane
waited there In the darkness with
patience born OF many hours of hid
ing.
Presently lamp was lit: and
Duane heard the swish Of skirts.
Something's happened surely,
Ruth" he heard Miss Longstreth say.
anxiously. Papa just met me in
the hall and didn't speak. He seemed
pale. worried"
cousin Floyd looked like
thunder-cloud," said Ruth "For once
he didn't try to kiss me. Something's
happened"
"Oh. dear Ruth, what can we dor
These are wild men. Floyd makes life
miserable for me. And he lenses you
unmer-"
81 don't call 1t teasing. Floyd wants
to spoon declared Ruth. emphatl-
cally. He'd run after any woman"
"A fine compliment for me. Cousin
Ruth" laughed Ray.
81 don't care' replied Ruth, stub
bornly. "It's so. He's mushy. And
when he's been drinking and tries to
kiss mel hate hint"
There were steps on the hall floor.
''Hello. girlsl" sounded out Law
sons voice, minus Its usual gayety
''Floyd, what's the matter?" asked
Ray, presently. 81 never saw papa as
he Is tonight, nor you $3.50 worried.
Tell me, what has happeDed?"
1--WE had to submit to a dnmnable
outrage" replied Lawson. passionate
ly, as IL the sound of his voice aug
mented his feeling Listen. girls; I'll
tell you about It," He coughed, clear
ed his throat In a way that betrayed
he had been drinking.
Duane sank deeper into the shadow
of his covert, and. stiffening hts
muscles for protracted spell OF
rigidity, prepared to listen with all
1
word from this Lawson, inadvertently
uttered In moment of passion, might
be the word Duane needed for his
clue.
''It happened at the town hail." be-
gan Lawson. rapidly. Your father
and Judge Owens and were there
in consultation with three ranchers
from out Of town. Then that damned
ranger stalked In dragging Snecker,
the fellow who hid here In the house.
He had arrested Snecker for alleged
assault on a restaurant-keeper named
Laramie. Snecker being obviously in
nocent. he was discharged. Then this
ranger began shouting insults. Law
was a farce In Fairdale. The court
was farce. There was no law. Your
father was afraid of the rustlers,
highwaymen, murderers. He was
afraid or-he Just let them alone. He
used his office to cheat rHnchers and
cattlemen in lawsuits. All this the
ranger yelled for everyone to hear.
A damnaoe outrage. Your father,
Ray, insulted In his own court by q
rowdy rangerw
"Ohr cried Ray Lopgptreth, In
mingled distress and anger.
'The ranger service wants to rule
western Texas" went on Lawson.
"These rangers are all low set.
This is one Of the worst OF the lot
He's to be feared. He would kill. II
your father had made the least move
he would have shot him. He's o
cold-nerved devil-the born gunman-
| My God. any instant l expected to
see your father fall dead ut my feet 7"
"Oh, Floyd! The unspeakable
!" cried Ray Longstreth. pas
sionately.