Carrizozo outlook. [volume] (Carrizozo, N.M.) 1910-1945, 1919-05-02

It was wet and warm. She did not
dare look at II.
"Merci. madame" struggled from the
mnn's lips. and he smiled.
Barnes leaned over and spoke 10 him
In French. The dark. pain-stricken
eyes closed. and an almost imper-
ceptlble shake Of the head signined
that he did not understand. Evidently
he had acquired only a few OF the
simple French expressions. Barnes
had o slight knowledge Of Spanish
and Italian. and tried again with no
better results. German was his last
resort. and he knew he would fall once
more, for the man obviously was not
TeutOnic.
The bloody lips parted. however, and
the eyes opened with a piteous, appeal
ing expression IN their depths. II vas
apparent that there was something he
wanted to say. something he had to
say before he died. He gnsped n dozen
words or more In a tongue utterly nm
Known TO Barnes, who bent closer TO
catch the feeble effort. II was he who
now shook his hend with n groan the
sufferer closed his eyes In despair. lie
choked and coughed violently an In
stnnt later.
Get some water and n towel" cried
Miss Thackerny, TREMENDOUSLY. She
vas very white, hut still chung to the
mans hand. "Be qulckl Behind the
bnr."
Barnes unbuttoned the coat and re-
venled the blood-soaked white shirt.
Better leave this to me-" he said In
her ear. "There's nothing you can do.
He's done for. Please go away"
"Oh, | sha'n't faint-at lenst. not
yet. Poor fellow I've seen him up
stairs and wondered who he was. Is
he really going to DIET"
"Looks bnd," said Barnes, gently
| opening the shirt front. Several OF
the crnnlng men turned away sud
denly.
"who is he. Mr.. Jonesf"
"He Is registered ns Andrew Paul,
from New York. That's all l know.
The other man put his name down as
Albert Room. lie seemed to be the
boss and this man a sort OF servant,
far MS | could make out. They never
.tniked much and seldom came down
stairs. They had their meals In their
room"
"There Is nothing we can do" said
Barnes. Except try to stnncb the flow
OF blood. He Is bleeding lnwnrdly, I'm
afraid. It's n clean wound, Mr.. Jones'
Like a rifle shot, l should say"
"Thnt's Just what II ls," said one OF
the men, n tall woodsmnn. "The feller
who did II was n dead shot, you en-
bet on that. He got Z other man
square through the heart"
'Lordy, but this will raise n rum
pus," gronned the landlord. wen
have detectives an"
~ guess they got what wns comin'
TO EN- said another ~ the men.
"whnt's that1 why, they was ridin'
peaceful az could be to Spanish Falls.
What do you mean by snyin' that, Jim
Conleyf But wait II mlnutel How
does Il happen that they were up near
o II dads house2 That certainly
unit on the rond to Spun"
spanish Falls nothln'l They wasn't
goln' to Spanish Falls any more'n am
at this minute. They tied their horses
up the road Just above u house
said young Conley, lowering his voice
out of consideration for the feelings
of The helpless man. ut was about
'levcn o'clock, | reckon. was comm
home from slngin' school up at Number
Ten, an I passed the hosses hitched "a
the fence. Naturally | stopped. curl
Gus like. There wasn't no one around
fer ms l could see, so | thought ia
take n look to see whose bosses they
were. | thought II was derned funny
them bosses beln' there at that time o
night an no II around. Looked
mighty queer to me. Course. thinks
|, they might belong TO somebod,
vlsltin' In there ut Green Fancy. so
thought I'd"
"Green Fancy" said Barnes. start
Ing.
Owns 1t up that fart" demanded
Jones.