The Lamar register., 1919-03-12
CHAPTER XIV.
A Race to the Swift.

A Race to the Swift.
Since Sheriff Harding had left his
office in the county Jail and had gone
home to his ranch on the north side
of the river some hours earlier. not IA
little precious time was consumed In
hunting him up. Beyond this, there
was another delay In securing the dep
uty. When Starbuck's car came to "A
stand for a second time before the
mesa-fronting entrance OF the court
house, Smith came quickly across the
walk from the portal.
"Air. Harding" he began abruptly,
Judge Warner has gone home and he
has made me his messenger. There is
bit of sharp work to he done, and
you'll need strong posse. Can you
deputize fifteen or twenty good men
who can be depended upon in fight
and rendezvous them on the north
side river road In two hours from
nowT
The sheriff, big, bearded man who
might have sat for the model Of one
of Frederic Remlngton's frontlersmen.
took time TO consider. as It n scrupT'
he asked.
1T is likely to be- There are war
rants to be served, and there will
most probably be resistance. Your
posse should be well armed"
''We1l try for It," was the decision.
"on the north-slde river road, you
say? You1l want us mounted7'
ut viii be better to take horses. We
could get autos, but Judge Warner
agrees with me that the thing had
better be done quietly and without
making too much OF n stir in town"
"All right" said the man of the
law. at that nllT"
mo. not quite all. The first Of the
warrants IS 10 be served here IN Brew
ster-upon Mr.. Crawford Stanton.
Your deputy viii probably lind him at
the Hophra House. Here Is the paper !:
II is bench warrant OF commitment
on a charge Of conspiracy. and Stan
ton is to bo locked up. Also you are
to see TO II that your Jail telephone
is out of order. so that Stanton won't
be able to make any attempt to get n
hearing and bail before tomorrow"
"That part OF It Is mighty risky"
said Harding. Does the judge know
about that. toof"
''He does; and for the ends Of pure
justice. he concurs with me-though.
of course. he couldn't give "A nanda-
tory order"
The sheriff turned to his jail dep
uty. who had descended from the
rumble seat in the rear.
you've heard the dope. Jimmie, "
l. a -. NHa
Nobs and lock him up. And if he
wants to be yelling Help" and send
ing for his lawyer or somebody, why,
the telephones takln' lay-on.
SavvyT'
The deputy nodded and turned upon
his heel stufiing the warrant for Stan
tons arrest into his pocket as he
went. Smith swung up beside Star
buck saying: "In n couple Of hours
then, Mr.. Harding; somewhere near
the bridge approach on the other side
of the river"
StarbucS had started the motor and
was bending forward to adjust the oil
feed when the sheriff left them.
''You seem to have made ten
strike with Judge Warner" the eX
cowpuncher remarked, replacing the
fiash-lamp in its seat pocket
Judge Warner is a man in every
inch of him; but there Is something
behind this nights work that 1 dom
quite understand" was the quick re
ply. 81 had hardly begun to state tn
case when the judge interrupted me
Il know he said. Il have been walt
ing for you people to come and asl
for relief What do you make
that, Billy"
'T don't know; unless someone Il
Stantnn's autAt has welshed. SHAY