Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-05-29
Copyright by Chas. scribner's Sons
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II Miss Baldwin were frightened,
she did not show it. Smith jerked the
roadster out of the ENHANCEMENT of
the railroad track and said: "You
may sit up now and tell me which
way to go. I don't know anything
about the roads over here"
She pointed out the way across
the hills, and a four-mile dash fol-
lowed. Up hill and down the big
roadster raced, devouring the inter
spaces, and at the topping of the last
of the ridges, in a small, low-lying
swale which was well hidden from
any point of view in the vicinity of
the dam they came upon the inter
loperS. There were three men and
two horses and a covered wagon, as
Martins telephone message had cata-
logued them. The horses were still
in the traces, and just beyond the
wagon legal mining claim had been
marked out by freshly driven stakes.
At one end two of the men were dig
ging perfunctorily, while the third
was tacking the legal notice on bit
of board nailed to one of the stakes.
Smith sent the gray car rocketing
down into the swale, brought it to Il
stand with a thrust of the brakes,
and jumped out. Once more the
primitive Stone Age man in him,
which had slept so long and so
quietly under the Lawrenceville con-
ventionalities, was joyously pitching
the barriers aside.
It's moving day for you fellows" !"
he announced cheerfuly, picking the
biggest of the three as the proper
subject for the order giving. you're
on the Timanyoni Ditch Company s
land, and you know it,. Pile into the
wagon and fade away!'
The big mans answer was laugh,
portion to its Vigor and at the end of
the order giver was palpably un-
armed. Smiths right arm shot out
and when the blow landed there were
only two to close in on him. In such
sudden hostilities the advantages are
all with the beginner. Having super
ior reach and a good bit more skill
than either of the two tacklers, Smith
held his own until he could get in a
few more of the smashing right
handlers, but in planting them he
took punishment enough to make
him Berserk-mad and so practically
invincible. There was a fierce ming
ling of arms. legs and bodies, suf-
ficiently terrifying, one would sup
pose, to a young woman sitting calm
ly in an automobile a hundred yards
away.
The struggle was short in just pro-
portion to its Vigor an dat the end of
it two of the trespassers were knock
ed out, and Smith was dragging the
third over to the wagon, into which
he presently heaved the man as if
he had been a sack of meal. Miss
Baldwin, sitting in the car. saw her
ally dive into the covered wagon
and come out with pair of rifles.
Pausing only long enough to smash
the guns, one after the other, over
the wagon wheel, he started back
after the two other men. They were
not waiting to be carried to the wag-
on; they were up and running in a
wide semicircle to reach their hope
of retreat unslain, If that might be.
1t was all very brutal and barbarous,
no doubt, but the colonePs daughter
was Western born and bred, and she
clapped her hands and laughed in
sheer enthusiasm when she saw
Smith make a show of chasing the
Circlng runners.
He did not return to her until af-
ter he had pulled up the freshly
driven stakes and thrown them away
and by that time the wagon, with the
horses lashed to a keen gallop, was
disappearing over the crest of the
northern ridge.
That's one way to get rid of
them, isn't it?" said the emancipat-
ed bank man, jocosely, upon taking
his place in the car to cramp it for
turn. WAS that something like the
notion you had in mind?"
Mercy, no." she rejoined. And