The Red Cloud chief., 1917-07-12
CHAPTER Vl--Continued.

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~, was born here In Timanyoni, and
you haven't been here three weeks:
do you think I'd be afraid to 60 any
where that you'll GOT"
"WeTl see about that" he chuckled,
matching the laugh and with that he
let the clutch take hold, sent the car
rolling gently up to the level of the
railroad embankment and across the
rails Of the main track, and pulled 1t
around until It was headed fairly for
the upper switch. Then he put the
motor In the reverse and began to
back the car on the siding, steering
so that the wheels on one side Rugged
the inside Of one rail.
"What In the world are you trying
to do7" questioned the young woman
who had said she was not afraid.
"wait," he temporized; "just walt
a minute and get ready to hang on
like grim death. We're going across
on that trestle."
He fully expected her to shrek and
grab for the steering wheel. That, he
told himself, was what the normal
young woman would do. But Miss Co
roma disappointed him.
you'll put us both into the river,
and smash ColOnel-daddy's car, but I
guess the Baldwin family can stand 1t
II you can" she remarked quite calmly.
Smith kept on backing until the car
had passed the switch from which the
spur branched of to cross to the mate
rial yard on the opposite side of the
river. A skillful bit Of Juggling put
the roadster over on the ties Of the
ispur-track. Then he turned to his fel-
low risk.
"Sit low and hang On with both
hands," he directed. snow" and he
Opened the throttle.
The trestle was not much above two
hundred feet long, and, happily, the
,crOss-ties were closely spaced. Steered
TO q hair. the big car went humping
across, and In his innermost recesses
Smith was saying to his immediate
ancestor, the well-behaved bank clerk
"You swabi You lever saw the day
when you could do a thing like thi.
you thought you had me tlet
up in a bunch of ribbon, didn't you?
II Miss Baldwin were frightened
she did not show 1t. Smith Jerked tn
roadster out of the ENHANCEMENT o
the railroad track and said: "You ma,
sit up now and tell me which way t
60. I don't know anything about tn
roads Over here"
She pointed out the way across tn
hills, and q four-mile dash followed
Up hill and down the big roadste
raced, devOuring the i~nterspaces, an
at the topping Of the last Of the ridge
in q small, low-lying swale which wa
well hidden from any point of view !
the vicinity Of the distant dam, the
came upon the interlopers. Thel
were three men and two horses and
covered wagon. as Martins telephOr
message had catalogued them. tt
horses we're still In the traces, and ju
beyond the wagon q legal mimi
claim had been marked out by fresh
driven stakes. At one end two of Il
men were digging perfunctorily, viii
the third was lacking the legal noti
on a bit Of board nailed to one Of t
stakes.
Smith sent the gray car rocket
down into the swale, brought 1t to
stand with a thrust Of the brakes. a
Jumped out. Once more the prlmiti
Stone Age man In him. which had sic
80 long and SO quietly under the La
~renceville conventionalities, was j
ously pitching the barriers aside.
"It's moving day for you fellows"
announced c%heerfully, picking the b
gest Of the three as the proper 9,
dect for the order giving. "You're
the Timanyoni Ditch company's lal
and you know II. Pile into the wag
and fade away"
The big mans answer was a lauI
pointed, doubtless, by the fact Il
the order giver was palpably unarm
Smiths right arm shot out, and WI
the blow landed there were only I
left to close In on him. In such 81
den hostlities the advantages are
with the beginner. Having super
reach and a good bit more skill Il
either Of the two tacklers, Smith h
his own until he could get In a I
more Of the smashing right-hand'
but In planting them he took punt
ment enough to make him Berse
mad and SO practically invincil
There was a fierce mingling Of sr