Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-05-07

it might be Henry. Hang it, get down
and see for yourself, boys"
Elpaso answered his invitation
with an inquiry. who was this fell
low fighting with?"
That, also, is a question. Certain
ly not with Henry de Spain, because
the other fellow, 1 think, was using
soft-nosed bullets. No white man
does that, much less De Spain"
Unless he used another rifle,
suggested Kennedy.
Tell me how they could get his
own rifle away from him If he could
fire gun at all. l don't put Henry
quite as high with a rifle as with a
revolver-if you want to split hairs
mind, I say, If you want to split
hairs. But no man that's ever seen
him handle either would want to try
to take any kind of a gun from him.
Whoever it was" Lefever got up
into his saddle again, threw some
ounces of lead into that piece of rock
back there, though l don't under
stand how anyone could see man
lying behind it.
Anyway, whoever was hit here
has been carried down the road.
Well try Sassoon'5 ranch house If
they don't fire. on us before we get
there
In the sunshine a man in shirt
sleeves, leaning against the jamb,
stood in the open doorway of Sas-
soon's shack, watching the invaders
as they rode around the hill and
gingerly' approached. Lefever recog-
nized Satt Morgan. He flung greet
ing to him from the saddle.
Satt answered in kind, but he eyed
the horsemen with reserve when they
a hn 70 off
altogether less responsive than
usual. John spared with him for
information and Satterlee gave back
nothing but words.
Cant tell us anything about De
Spain. eh?" echoed Lefever at
length. "All right. Satt, We'll find
somebody that can. Is there a bridge
over to Dukes on this trail?'
Salts nose wrinkled into his nor
NAL smile. There's a bridge" The
report of three shots fired in the dis
tance, seemingly from the mouth of
the gap, interrupted him. He paused
in his utterance. There were no fur
ther shots and he resumed: There is
a bridge that way. yes, but it was
washed out last night. They're block
ed. Duke and Gale are over there.
They're pretty sore on your man
De Spain. You'd better keep away
from 'em this morning unless you're
looking for trouble"
Lefever. having all needed infor-
nation from Scott's signal, raised his
hand quickly. Not at ALL" he eX-
claimed, leaning forward to en-
phasize his words and adding the full
orbit of his eye to his sincerity of
manner. mot at all, Satt. This is all
friendly, all friendly. But" he
coughed slightly. as if in apology,
'if Henry shouldn't turn up o. K,
we'll-ahem-be back"
None of his companions needed
to be told how to get prudently
away. At a nod from Lefever Tom
mie Meggeson, Elpaso and Wickwire
back to the turn near the hill and,
facing about, halted, with their
rifles across their arms. Lefever and
Kennedy followed leisurely, and the
party withdrew leaving leaving Sat-
terlee, unmoved, in the sunny door
way. Once out of sight, Lefever led
the way rapidly down the gap to the
rendezvous.
OF all the confused impressions
that crowded Mans memory after
the wild night on Music mountain,
the most vivid was that of a notice.
ably housekeeping and not ungrace-
to greet her as she stood with De
Spain, weary and bedraggled in the
aspen grove.
A smile famed from her eyes
when turning at once, he rebuked
De Spain with dignity for not intro
ducing him to Nan, and while De
Spain made apologies Lefever in
duced himself.
And is this" murmured Nan,
looking at him quizzically. really
John Lefever whom I've heard so
many stories about?"
She was conscious of his pleasing
eyes and even teeth as he smiled
again. "If they have come from Mr..