The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1920-02-12

Words seemed strangely Inadequate.
But Kate understood the boys IN
spoken wish and nodded her head .e
assuringly as he left the room.
Kite Bonfils and Maloney took Curly
back to Saguache and turned him over
to Sheriff Bolt.
"How about bail2" Maloney asked.
The sheriff smiled. He was q long
lean leather-faced man with friendly
eyes from which humorous wrinkles
radiated.
"Oh. say two thousand"
you're on"
"Whatr
A cow-puncher with fifty dollars two
weeks after pay day was rarity. No
wonder Bolt was surprised.
"It's not my money. Luck Cullison
is going bail for him." Maloney ex-
planned.
Luck Cullisonl" Maloney's words
had surprised the exclamation from
Curly. Why should the owner of the
Circle G Of all men go bail for him?
The sheriff commented dryly OF the
fact. II thought this kid was the one
tndI SnOt nlm.
THAT was Just happenstance.
Curly shot to save his bacon. Luck
don't hold any grudge."
Bolt belonged to the political party
opposed to Cullison. He had been
backed by CaSs Fendrick, sheepman
in feud with the cattle interests and in
particular with the Circle G. outfit. But
hn "a 1. Ii.
and MalOney called together on the
district attorney. An hour later Dick
returned to the Jail.
'It's all right, kid" he told Curly
"You can shake off the dust Of Sa-
guache from your hoofs till court
| meets In September"
To Flandrau the news seemed Zoo
, good for the truth. Less than twenty
four hours ago he had been waiting
around his neck. Now he was free to
slip saddle on his pony Keno and
sallop off as soon as he pleased.
While he and MalOney were sitting
opposite each other at the New
Orleans Hash House waiting for a big
, steak with onions he asked questions.
II don't savvy CulliSOns play Why
for is he digging up two thousand for
mel How does he know I won't cut
my stick for Mexico? Do you suppose
Miss Kate made him7"
II reckon maybe she Influenced him.
But why did she? You don't figure
that curly topknot of yours is disturb
Ing b.- dreams any, do your"
Quit your joshing and tell me
wbyv
- cent tell you for sure. But here's
Ay gdess. Don't cost you q cent If you
amt satisfied with 1t. First Off, there
was poor Mac shot by the Circle q
boys. Course Mac was horse thief,
but then he was kid, too. That wsr-
ried the little girl some. She got to
thinking about Brother Sam and how
he might be in the same fix one of
these days as you are now. He's on
her mind good deal, Sam is. Same
way with the old man too, reckon,
though he don't say much. Well, she
decided Soapy Stone had led you
astray like he's doing with Sam. 1t
got to worrying her for fear her broth
er might need friend some time. So
she handed over her worry to the old
man and made him dig up for YOU"
That's about 1t. Tell me what you
y low Of Sam"
I Sam Is all right, but he has got off
| rong foot first. He and the old man
got to kind of disagreeing. for the kid
was wild colt. Come by it honestly
from tho n1l all L., Il
a row one time when Sam got into
trouble. Luck told him he never want
Ell to see him again. Sam lit out, and
next folks knew he was trailing with
Soapy's gang"
Looks like some one ought to be
able to pry him loose from that bunch"
Curly mused aloud.
Maloney grinned across ut him.
"You try it, son. You've always led IA
to YOU"
He had said 1t as Jest, but Curly
did not laugh. Why not? Why
shouldn't he hunt up Sam and let him
know how his folks were worrying
about him? He was footloose till Sep
tember and out Of IL job. For he could
not go back to the Map Of Texas with
his hat in his hand and n repentant
whine on his lips. Why not hike into
the hills and round up the boyI
Damn If / don't take n crack at It,"
The man on the other side of the
table stared at him.
Meaning that. are your"
"Yep."
"Might be some lively IL Soapy gets
| wise to your Intentions" he said in q
casual sort of way.
II don't aim to declare them out
loud"
That was all they said about 1t at
that time. The rest OF the evening
was devoted to pleasure.
Since their way was one for several