Cheyenne record., 1918-05-09

agreed old Gideon. II guess. Elliot,
you can loosen up on the chefs throat
awhile. Hes had persuading enough
don't y5aatsekonf IN sit here and
sorter keep the boys company while
you cut the pack-ropes and bring 'em
here. But first I'd step in and unload
all the hardware they're packing. II
you don't one Of them Is likely to get.
anxious. I'd hate to see any Of them
commit suicide with none Of their
friends here to say, Don't he look nat
ural? %e -
Elliot brought back the pack-ropes
and cut them into suitable lengths.
Hollis monologue rambled on. He was
garrulous and affable. Not for long
time had he enjoyed himself 80 much.
Gordon tied the hands Of Big Bill
behind him. then roped his feet togeth-
er, after which he did the same for
Holway. The old miner superintended
the Job and was not satisfied till he
had added few extra knots on bis
own behalf.
-Thatu hold them for awhile. /
shouldn't wonder. Now II you'll just
cover friend chef with this sawed-of
gat Elliot, I'll throw the diamond
hitch over what supplies wen need to
get back to Kamatlah. TIL take one
bronch and leave the other to the con-
victs," said Holt cheerfully.
"Torget that convict stuff." growled
Macy. "With Macdonald back Of rs
and the Guttenchilds back Of him.
you'l have a hectic time getting any
thing on u.s."
'-That might be true II these folks
were back Of You. But are they?
Course I ain't any Sherlock Holmes,
but it don't look to me like they'd play
any such fool system n this"
After Holt had packed one Of the
animals he turned to Elliot.
II reckon we're ready"
Under orders from Elliot Dud fixed
up the smudges and arranged the mos
quito netting over the bound men so
AZ to give them all the protection pos
sible.
"We're going to take Dud with us
for part Of the trip. Wen send him
back to you later in the day. You'll
have to fast till he gets back, but out
side Of that you'n do very well II you
don't roll around trying to get loose.
Do that, and you'll jar loose the mos
quito netting. You know what that
means" explained Gordon.
TT amt likely any grizzlies will
come p0kin' their noses into camp. But
you never can tell. Any last words
you want sent to relatives1" asked
Gideon Holt.
The last words they heard from Big
Bill as they moved down the draw
were sulphuric.
It was three o'clock In the morning
BY the watch when they started. About
nine they threw OF for breakfast. By
this time they Wsre Just across the
divide and were ready to take the
down trail
II think wen let Dud 20 now" m
liot told his partner In the adventure.
"Better hold him till afternoon. Then
they can't possibly reach N TIL We
get to Kamatlah."
"What does 1t matter II they dot
We have both rifles and have left them
only one revolver. Besides, don't
like to leave two bound men alone In
10 Wild district for any great time.
No. wen start Dud on the back trail.
That grizzly you promised Big BIN
might really turn up"
The two men struck the headWaters
Of Wild Goose creek about noon and
followed the stream down. They trav-
eled steadily without haste. So long
a. they kept good lookout there was
nothing to be feared from the men
they had left behind. They had both
long start and the advantage of
weapons.
II Elliot had advertised for . year
he could not have found . man who
knew more Of Colby Macdonald's past
than Gideon Holt. The old man had
worked q claim on Trenchman creek
90 at least he had come to believe
been lawed out Of his rights BY the
shrewd Scotsman. For seventeen years
he had nursed q grudge against Mac.
donald, and he was never tired of tall.
ing about him. One story In particu-
lar interested Gordon.
"There was Farrell O'Neill. He was
good fellow, Farrell was, but he had
lust one weakness. There was times
when he liked the bottle too well. He'd
let It alone for months and then Just
lap the stun up. It was the time Of
the stampede to BONANZA creek. Well,
the news Of the strike ON BONANZA
reached Dawson and we all burnt mp
the trail to get to the new ground
drst. O'Nein was one OF the first. He
got In about twenty below Discovery,
II remember. Mac wasn't In Dawson,
but he got there next m6nin' and
heard the news. He lit out for Bo-
nansa pront0."
The old miner stopped, took q chew
NJ tohacco. and looked down into the
valley far below whore Kamatlah
eould lost be seen. q little huddle Of