Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1918-07-18

the coming of the thief and be unseen
himself, and the loose board roof of
the brick kiln met his eye. No posi-
ton could be better He climbed the
ladder inside the kiln, pushed one OF
the boards aside enough to permit him
to squeeze through on to the roof and,
creeping carefully over the loose
boards. reached the edge of the roof
Here he stretched himself out fiat on
the boards and waited.
Nothing - absolutely nothing - hap
pened The mosquitoes, numerous i'll
deed because of the nearness Of a
pond. buzzed around his head and
stung him on the neck and hands, but
he did not dare slap at them lest he
betray his hiding place. Hour follow
ed hour, and no chicken thief appeared.
The next night the correspondence
school detective wasted no time In pre-
liminary observations of the lay of the
land He kept out of sight until the
sun had set and dusk covered the land
with shade, and then he went at once
to the roof of the brick kiln. This
time he was disguised in a red nous
tache, a pair of flowing white side
whiskers and a wooden cap. And he
wore two revolvers-- large ones-in a
belt about his waist.
1t was still too early for brisk bust
ness in chicken Stealing when Philo
Cub climbed to the roof of the kiln
and spread himself out there and he
felt that he had time for a few min
utes' sleep. He was tremendously
sleepy. Sleep fairly pushed his eyelids
down over his eyes, and he put his
crooked arm under his head and went
to sleep so suddenly that 1t was like
falling over a cliff into dreamland. He
dreamed uneasily of having been cap
tured by an array Of forty chicken
thieves. Of having been led in triumph
before the supreme court of the United
States and of having been condemned
as a detective trust on the charge OF
acting in restraint of trade-as in1ur-
ing the Chicken Stealers association s
business-and required to dissolve him
self. The dream was agonizing as ne
tried one dissolvent after another with
out success.
1t was then that Philo Cub entered
the dreamless sleep of the utterly
weary, and about the same time two
men skunk under the roof of the brick
kiln and after looking carefully around
took seats on the fallen bricks, resting
their backs against the partly demol-
ished kiln. They arranged the bricks
as comfortably as possible before seat
ing themselves, and when they were
seated one of them drew whisky Dot
tie from his pocket and after taking a
good swig offered 1t to his partner.
"Nope," said he: I'm going to steer
clear of that stuff until know where
I'm at. And you're a fool for not do
Ing the same. Wixy First thing you
know you'll be soused, aud If you are
and anything turns up what'n dor l
got all I can do to take care OF you
sober"
"Ah. turn up What's goin' to turn
I'D way out here?" asked Wixy. They
amt nobody follerin' US anyway.
That's Just a notion you got Your
nerves has gone back on you. Sandlot.
"My nerve is all right, and don't you
worry about that" said Sandlot.
"rve got plenty of nerve, so I don't
have to brace it up with booze, and
YOU amt. That's what's the matter
with YOU. You saw that Teller as well
az did. Didn't you see him at Bu-
reauT'
"That Teller with the white wins
kers."
Eyes. him. And didn't you see MIN
again at Derlingportf Well, what was