Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1919-06-13
Copyright 1879. BY YassrssA

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smoldering tire below. Awakened by
the noise and flying ashes, Rainface
bent forward TO see whence the dis
turbance had come. As his head and
shoulders appeared within the range OF
vision Of the downpeering one on the
roof, Morgan swiftly dropped the loop
of his RATA about the others form
and drew II taut. Rainface, jerked
upward so that his toes barely touched
the floor, was fairly caught, but com
pretending the meaning Of II all he
squirmed until he managed to draw
forth the plan that he had hidden In
his bosom. With last effort he
dropped II upon the Goals and the pa
per. old and dry, burst into a blaze.
| With twist of the rope about the
chimney. Morgan leaving his victim Sc
curely trussed up, came camberlng
down and entering the cabin swiftly
searched the Indians clothes. Find
ing nothing and filed with rage he
stepped back just as Ralnface with
conclusive kick upset the table, spilllng
its contents Gathering upon the floor.
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prOwler left the room.
Attracted by the noise OF the falling
objects Ethel and John rushed into the
room. The suspended body Of Rain
face needed no explanation, and whip
ping a knife from his pocket John
slashed the imprisoned one free. Rain
face, sinking to q chair quickly told
them ALL
ME not know who ne was. Him
have handkerchief across his face.
but wear old coat of master. Anyway
me burn the map" Silently he pointed
at the few flaky ashes upon the Goals.
"Some prowling thief that was pass
ing this way" said John lightly. "He
won't come again. All we can do is go
back to sleep. little girl" For the first
time realizing that she was clothed
only as she slept, the girl turned and
fled from the room.
The door of the harness room again
opened and once more Hawk Morgan
entered. His face was dark with anger
, and disappointment that all his eff
forts proved unavaillng In that no plan
/ had been found and clenchIng his fist
he shook It In the direction Of the
cabin.
"I'll get you vet. Davis, and then the
fortune and the girl will be NINE"
His glance fell upon heavy bowie
knife that hung In its sheath on the
wall, and taking II down he tested its
edge. Then with fash of his teeth he
picked up hay rake from the floor
and severed 1t just behind the wooden
prongs. Then with leather strap he
bound the handle of the knife fast to II
and crept out into the night. his dead
ly lance firmly gripped. Catlike he
crept toward the cabin.
| Within the lean-tO John, who had
been reading by the light OF lamp
upon the shelf, had fallen asleep with
the glow still falling over him. His
bunk was against the lowest side Of
the lean-tO, and In order that he might
be ready for instant action should the
mysterious prowler return had removed
only his coat. vest and boots. A blan.
ket was thrown partly over him and
his revolver lay upon the table at his
side.
Carrying a wooden horse to the side
OF the lean-tO and carefully placing II
In position. Morgan again mounted to
the roof. With a Ratchet he pried up
the weather strip and looked through
the crack between the shrunken boards
and gazing down upon the exposed
breast OF the sleeping man. Cautious
~ he pointed the lance down through
the opening
Slowly, silently the murderous wea-
pom descended, inch by inch drawing
nearer to the heart OF the sleeping one.
A moment more and Ii would have
been buried In the recumbent form.
but ut that moment the guardian angel.
which so often watches over us in our
helpless moments, INTERVIEWED to save
| n life. Through the crack above great
snowflake sitting down fell upon the
cheek of the sleeper, and mt Its cold
impact. John opened his eyes. And
though the thrust of Morgan was as
| quick ms the strike OF serpent the
movements of John we're even quicker.
One upward sweep of his hand and he
had grasped the lance just above the
murderous knife.
Now ensued silent struggle he
tween the would-be assassin upon the
roof and the one who was fighting for
his life below. Taken at terrible
disadvantage, PROSTATE upon his back
and with nothing but his naked hands
with which to ward off death, John
Davis struggled for his life. Three
! times the terrible weapon. half
wrenched from his grasp, plunged itself
| into the bunk, but each time by des-
! perate twist of his arms and body he
| diverted It so that the keen point
pierced nothing hut the blanket. Yet
! II did not seem that he could much
longer avoid fatal thrust. AT any
| moment the blade might he twisted
through his fingers, half seycring them.
and should that happen the next in
| slant the cold steel would picrcc his
VitalS, And realizing his advantage and