Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-01-03

Both men were awake early, silent
with the premonition of trouble ahead,
thoughtful of the fact that the time
for the long.planned action was at
hand.
Buck. the sooner the better now
Euchre finally declared, with Il CLINT
in his eye. 1.-The more time we use up
now the less surprised Bland ii be-
I'm ready when you are" replied
Duane, quietly, and he rose from the
table.
oval. saddle up, then" went on
Euchre. gruftly. 'Tie on them two
packs l made, one fer each saddle.
You can't tell--mebbe either boss will
be carryin' double It's good they're
both big. strong bosses. Guess tibet
wasn't wise move OF your Uncle
Euchre's--brlngin in your bosses an
havin them ready?"
''Euchre, l hope you're not going to
get in bad here. I'm afraid you are.
Let me do the rest now" said Duane.
The old outlaw eyed him sarcastl-
Cally.
"Thet d be turribie now. wouldn't
1t? II you want to know, why I'm
In bad already. ! didn't tell you tibet
Alloway called me last night He's
gr!,in wise pretty quick"
"Euchrc. you're going with me"
Qucricd Duane. suddenly divining the
ruth.
Wal. reckon. Either to hell or
safe over the mountain. Now, Buck.
you d. some hard figgcrin' while | go
uoSin round It's pretty early, which
s all The better"
Euchrr put on his Sombrero. and as
ne went out duane suw that liz wore
grn-nud-cartridge belt. 1t was the
first TIME Duane had ever seen the
outlaw armed.
Duane packed his few belongings
into his Snddlr-bngs. and then carried
the saddles out of the corral. The
hour had arrived. and he was ready.
Time passed slowly. Finally he
heard the shuttle of Euchre's boots
ON HE hard path. The sound was
quicker than usual.
When Euchre came around the
corner of the cabin Duane was not so
aStounded MS he was concerned to see
the outlaw white and shaking. Sweat
dripped from him. He had Il wild look
Luck ours-so--fur. Buck" he
painted.
you don't look it" replied Duane.
I'm turrible sick. Jest killed man.
FuSt one ever killedT
"Who?" asked Duane, startled.
81 "Jackrabbit Benson. An sick as I
am. I'm gloryin' in 1t. I went nosin'
round up the road. Saw Alloway goin'
into Degers. He's thick with the
Degers Reckon he's askin' questions.
Anyway, l was sure glad to see him
away from BANDS. An he didn't see
me. When l dropped into Benson's
there wasn't nobody there but Jack
rabbit an some greasers he was start
in to work Benson never had no use
fer me. An he up an said he wouldn't
give a two-bit piece fer my life |
asked him why.
"You'rc ouble-crossin' the boss an
Chess, he said.
jack. what d you give fer your
own lifc?' | asked him.
"IIn Strengthened up surprised an
mcan-loollin'. An | let him have IT..
plumb center, He wilted, an the
greasers run. I reckon I'll never sleep
again But | had to do it."
Duane asked If the shot had attract
ed any attention outside.
81 didn't see anybody but the greas
crs. an | sure looked sharp. Comm
back cut across through the cotton
woods past BANDS cabin plumb into
Beppo, an when inquired of his boss
he said Bland had been up all night
fightin' with the Sonora. We're pretty
lucky"
at seems so. Well. I'm going" said
Duane tersely.
Tncky. should smile! BANDS
been up all night after most draggin'
ride home. He'll be tagged out tn
mornin', sleepy, sore. an he won't be
exnectn' hell before breakfast. You'll
have to kill him, an 1t d save time
to go fer your gun on sight Might be