The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-07-28
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satisfaction. Miss George listened
quietly until her tale was finished
then she locked the station, regard
less of consequcn borrowed n
horse Of Pete and galloped off to
ward the Hart ranch.
BaumberRcr climbed heavily out
OF the rig. and went lurching drunk
emily up the path 10 the house. He
had not gone ten steps from the
stable when he met Good indian.
'Hullo." he growled. stopping
short and eying him inadvertently
with lowered head.
Good Indians lips curled silently
and he stepped aside 10 pursue his
way. Baumberger swung his huge
body toward him.
II said hullo Nothin' wrong In
that, IL there7 Hullo-dyuh hear7
Good Indian stopped. and faced
him. coldly angry. Il think" he
said meaninsly. Il wouldn't press
the point II were you"
Giving me advice. hey7 And
who the devil are your"
Il wouldn't ask, II ] were you.
But II you really want 10 know,
I'm the fellow you hired Saunders
20 shoot. iou Numbered that time.
You should have picked better
man. Mr.. Baumbcrger."
Baumberger giared at him, and
then lunged. his eyes like an ami
NAL gone mad.
Ell mako better Job. them"
he beloved. Saunders was n fool.
I told him to get down next the
horses feet had scarcely lifted
when Miss George was confronted
trail and make good Job OF IL.
told him 10 kill you. you lying
renegade Inlun-and n he couldn't.
can, You will watch me, heyT
Good Indian backed from him In
sheer amaEement Epithets I'M
printable poured In stream from
the loose. evil lips. Baumberger
was a raving beast Of n man. He
beloved forth threats against
Good Indian and the Harris. young
and old. and Wanted ranhly the
things he meant TO do.
Hestmsd and drink-mad he was.
and IL was an II the dam OF bis
willy amiabllity had broken and Let
loose the whole vile reservoir OF his
pirate mind. lie tried TO strike
Good Indian down where he stood.
and when his blows were parted
he pulled n gun, and fired without
really taking aim.
Another gun spoke then. and
Baumberger collapsed I'm the sand.
quivering heap. Good Indian
stood and looked down at him fixed.
~ while the smoke floated away
from the rnuEzle OF his own gun.
lie heard Evadna screaming hyster-
icaliy at the gate. and looked over
there inquiringly. Phoebe was run.
ming toward him. and the boys
waiiy and Gene and Jack. At the
corner OF the stable Miss George
was sliding from her saddle. her
riding whip olenehed tightly In her
hand as she hurried TO him. Peace
full stood beside the team, with the
lines stili In bis hand.
II was Miss Georges words
which reached him clearly.
You just had 10 do IL. Grant
I saw the whole thing. You had
to-"
"oh. Grant-Grantl what have
you doner What have you done'"
That was Phoebe Hart.
"D'yuh Kill himT' Gene shouted
ercitediy. as he ran up TO the spot
Yes" Good Indian glanced once
more NJ the heap before him. And
I'm liable to kin a few more before
I'm thru with the deal" With the
gun still in his hand. he walked
quickly In the direction OF the gar.
den.
Hes mad, The boys mad
He's going 10 KILL" Phoebe gave
a sob. and ran after him. and with
her vent Miss George and Evadna.
white.faeed. all three OF them.
Come on. boys-he's going to
clean out the whole bunch"
whooped Gene.
Peaceful stared after them. wen,
into the stable. and got blanket
TO throw over Baumberger's inert
body. Then he went TO the house.
and go, the old rife tina, had killed
Indians and buffalo alike. and went
quickly thru tho grove to the gar
den. He was a methodical man. and
he was counted slow. but neyerthe-
less he reached the scene not much
behind the others. Wally was try
ing to send his mother 10 the house
with Evadna. and neither would 20.
Miss George was standing near
Good Indian. watching Stanley, with
her lips pressed together.
Stanley was sitting with his back
against a tree. but his rifle was
resting upon his knee In such a
manner that he had but to lit II
and take aim. The three others
were upon their own claims, and
they. also. seemed unobtrusively
ready for whatever might be COINS
to happen.
Good Indian appraised the situa.
ton with quick glance as he came
up, but he did not slacken mis- pace
until he was within ten feet OF
Stanley.
You're across the dead line, m
SON" said Stanley. with lazy sig
nificance. And you. too he
added. Pickering a glance at Miss
George.
THE dead line" said Good Indian
coolly. lis beyond the Point o.
Rocks. Id like to see you on the
other side by shutdown"
Got the papers for that?" Stan
ley asked. and laughed.