The Glenwood post., 1919-05-31
They had their meals in their

stairs. They had their meals I'm thelr
ROOM"
There il nothing we can do," said
Barnes, "except try to stanch the flow
OF blood. He is bleeding inwardly, I'm
afraid. It's a. clean wound, Mr.. Jones.
Like a rifle shot, / should say"
That's just what it is," said one OF
the men, tall woOdsman. 1.-The feller
who did it was dead shot, you en-
bet on that. He got t. other man
square through the heart"
"Lordy, but this will raise rum
pus," groaned the landlord. "WeM
have detectives an"
~ guess they got what was comm
to EN-" said another of the men.
whats that? Why, they was ridin'
peaceful as could be to Spanish Falls.
What do you mean by sayin' that, Jim
Conley? But wait a minute. How
does it happen that they were up near
your dads house? That certainly
amt on the road to Span
Spanish Falls nothin'l They wasn't
goin' to Spanish Falls any more'n 1 am
at this minute. They tied their horses
up the road just above our house."
said young COnley, lowering his voice
out of consideration for the feelings
of the helpless man. at was about
'leven O'Clock, I reckon. 1 was comm
home from singin' school up at Number
Ten, an passed the bosses hitched to
the fence. Naturally 1 stopped, curl
GUS like. There wasn't no one around,
nc Il 7 a
take look to see whose hosses they
were. l thought 1t was derned funny,
them hOsses bein' there at that time o.
night an no one around. Looked
mighty queer to me. Course, thinks
I, they might belong to somebody
visitin' in there at Green Fancy, SO I
thought I'd"
Screen Fancy" said Barnes, start
ing.
Jones.
'They was hltched jest about hun.
dred yards below MI. Curtis propity,
on the of side O. the road. I hadn't
any more'n got to our front gate when
heard some one running in the road
up there behind me. Fore I knowed
what was happenin', bang went a gun.
almost jumped out'n my boots. The
runnin' had stopped. The horses was
rarin' an tearing so l thought I'd"
"Where'd the shot come from?" de-
manded Jones.
"Up the road some'eres, couldn't
swear just where. Must'a' been up by
the road that cuts in to Green Fancy.
So thought I'd hustle In an see II
pa was awake, an git my gun. Jest
then pa stuck his head out'n the win
der an yelled what the hell's the mat
ter. You betcher life | sung out who
was mighty quick, cause pas purity
spry with gun an didn't want him
takin me fer burglars sneaking around
the house. While we wuz talkin' there
one of the hosses started our way
lickety-split, an in about two seconds
1t went by us. 1t was purity dark, but
we see plain as day that there was a
man in the saddle, bendin' low over
the hOss' neck and shOutin' to 1t. We
waited couple O. minutes, wonderin'
what to do, an listenin' to the hoss
gittin' furder and furder away in the
direction of the crossroads. Then
way down there by the pike we heerd
another shot. Right there an then pa
said he'd put on his clothes an we'd
set out to see what it was all about.
"Well, pa come out with my gun an
his'n an we walks up to where l seen
the hosses. Shore 'nough, one OF 'em
was still hitched to the fence, an
t'other was gone. We stood around a
minute or two examinin' the hoss an
then pa says let's go up the road a ways
an see if we en- see anything. An
by gosh, we hadn't gone moren fifty
feet afOre we come plumb on a man
layin' in the middle of the road. Pa
shook him an he didn't let out a
sound. He was warm, but deader'n u
tombstone wuz fer leavin' him there
till we cd git the coroner, but pa says
no. We'd carry him down to our porch
an lay him there, SOS he'd be out O.
danger. / jumps on Polly an lights
out fer here, Mr.. Jones, to telephone
up to Saint Liz fer the sheriff an the
coroner, not givin dang what l run
into on the way. Polly SHE'D some
thin terrible jest afore we got to the
pike an ! come derned near bein'
throwed. An right there side the road
was this feller, all in a heap. Thinks
/, you poor cuss, you must "a tried to
stop chat feller on hossback an he
plunked you. That accounted fer the
second shot. The thing that worries all
Of us is did the same man do the
shootin or was there two of 'em, one
wnitin' down the cross-roads?"
"Must have been two," said Jones,
thoughtfully. "The same man couldn't
have got down there ahead of him,
that's sure. Did anybody 60 up to
Green Fancy to make inquiries?'
"'Twasnt necessary. Mr.. Curtis
heard the shooin' an Jest before we