The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1918-08-01
much less De SPAIN"

much less De Spain"
sunless he used another rifle" sug.
gested Kennedy.
"Tell me how they could get his own
rifle away from him If he could fire a
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, 1 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" Le-
fever got up into his saddle again.
threw some ounces Of lead into that
piece of rock back there, though /
don't understand how anyone could see
u man lying behind it.
Anyway, whoever was hit here has
been carried down the road. Well
try SassOOn's 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 Sassoon's
shack, watching the invaders as they
rode around the hill and ~gingerly APP
preached. Lefever recognized Satt Nor
gan. He flung a greeting to him from
the saddle.
Satt answered in kind, but he eyed
the hOrsemen with reserve when they
drew up, and he seemed to Lefever al
together less responsive han usual.
John spared with him for inf ma
ton and Satterlee gave back nothing
but words.
Cant tell us anything about De
Spain, ehY" 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 normal
smile. "There's a bridge" The re-
port of three shots fired in the distance,
seemingly from the mouth Of the gap,
interrupted him. He paused in his ut
terance. There were no further shots,
and he resumed: "There is a bridge
that way, yes, but it vas washed out
last night. They're ~blOckaded. Duke
and Gale are I've there. They're pretty
sore on yOur man De Spain. You'd bet
ter keep away from 'em this morning
unless you're looking for trouble"
Lefever, having all needed Informal
ton from SCOTS signal, raised his
hand quickly. mot at ALL" he ex-
claimed, leaning forward to emphasize
his words and adding the fun orfit of
his To his sincerity of manner. Not
NJ all, Satt. This is all friendly. all
friendly. But" he coughed slightly,
rs 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 TOmmie Meggeson,
ElpasO and Wickwire wheeled their
horses, rode rapidly back to the urn
near tn hill and, facing about, halted,
with their rifles across their arms. Le-
fever and Kennedy followed leisurely,
and the party withdrew leaving Satter-
lee, unmoved, in the sunny doorway.
Once out of sight, Lefever led the way
devious.
OF all the confused impressions that
crowded Mans memory after the wild
night on Music mountain. the most
vivid was that of a noticeably light
stepping and not %ungraceful fat man
advancing, hat in hand, to greet her as
she stood with De Spain, weary and
bedragSled in the aspen grove.
A smile famed from her eyes when,
turning at once, he rebuked De Spain
with dignity for not introducing him
to Nan, and while De Spain made apol-
ogies Lefever introduced himself.
"And is this" murmured Nan, look
ing at him qu~izzically, really Mr.. John
Lefever whom I've heard so many
stories abOut?"
She was conscious of his pleasing
eye and ever teeth as he smiled again.
IF they have come from Mr.. de Spain
Il warn YOU" said John, take them
with all reserve"
But they haven't all come from Mr..
de Spain"
IF they come from any of my
friends, discredit them in advance. You
could believe what my enemies say" he
an on; then added ENORMOUSLY, If l
had any enemies !" To De Spain he
talked very little. 1t seemed to take
but few words to exchange the news.
Lefever asked gingerly about the fight.
He made no mention whatever Of the
crimson pool in the road zeal Sas.
sOOn's hut.
Ito be continued)