The Lamar register., 1920-07-07

tnt lFulH OI tnht remdTh, TttuTHtu
Westcott, "but why did you call your
self CavendishT
Because that is my name-why
shouldn't IT,
"Why, see here, man." and West
colts voice no longer concealed his
Indignation. you no more resemble
Fred Cavendish than l do; there Is
not IA feature In common between
you"
Fred CavendishT
Certainly; OF New York; who dc
i've had no chance to think.
claim my name is Cavendish. and 1t
is; but I've never once said I was
Fred Cavendish Of New York. If you
must know, | am Ferdinand Cav
endish of Los Angeles"
Westcott permitted the mans head
to rest back on the floor. and he arose
to his feet. He felt dazed. stunned.
as though stricken sudden blow.
Good God" he exclaimed. what
can all this mean? You came from
New York cltyf"
Yes; l had been there a month at
tendlng 10 some business.
"And when you left for the coast.
you took the midnight train on the
New York CentralT'
ayes. / had Intended taking an
earlier one. but was delayed"
you bought return tickets at the
statlonT"
"No: had return tickets: they had
to be validated"
''Then your name was signed to
IF. Cavendish."
II thought SO. Stella. this has all
been II strange blunder. but II Is per-
fectly clear how II happened. That
man Beaton evidently had never seen
Frederick Cavendlsh. He was simply
Informed that he would leave New
York ON that train. He met this Cav
endish on board. perhaps even saw
his signature on the ticket. and cul-
tivated his acquaintance. The follow
never doubted but what he had the
right man."
The marshal OF Haskell came out OF
the bunk-house, and closed the door
carefully behind him. He was rather
proud of his nights's work, and felt
quite confident that the disarmed Mexi-
cans locked within those strong log
walls. and guarded by Moore. with q
loaded rifle acress his knee. would re-
main quiet until daylight. Naturally.
and ordinarily. Mr.. Brennan was con-
siderable OF Il cynic. but just now he
felt In II far more genial and sympa-
thetic mood.
"Jim's some man." he conf1ded to
himself. unconsciously speaking aloud.
"An' the girls nervy little thlng-al.
mighty good lookin'. too reckon itll
cost me months salary fer a weddin'
present. SO maybe the jokes on me-"
His mind reverted to Nendez Five
thousand on the old cuss." he NUT
tered gloOmily. "an' somebody else got
the chance to pot him. Well. by hooky,
whoever II was sure did u good job
II was thet shotgun cooked his goose,
judgin' from the way his face was
peppered. Five thousand dollars-Oh,
hJr
His eyes followed the outline of the
valley, able to distinguish the darker
silhouette OF the cliffs outstanding
against the sky sprinkled with stars.
Far away toward the northern extrem-
ity a duh red glow Indicated the pres
ence Of small fire.
"Herders," Brennan soliloQuized, his
thought Instantly shifting. Likely to
be two. maybe three ov 'em out there;
an then there's them two on guard at
The head O. the trail. reckon they're
wonderin' what all this yere shootin'
means but 'tain't probable they'll kick
up any fuss yet awhile. We can handle
them all right. If they do. Hullo. there
What's comm nowf"
II was the thud of horses hoofs
being ridden rapidly. Brennan dropped
to the ground, and skurried out Of the
light. He could perceive nothing Of the
approaching rider, but whoever the fel
low was he made no effort at secrecy.
He drove his horse down the bank and
into the stream at a gallop. splashed
noisily through the water, and came
Looping up the nearer incline. Almost
In front of the bunk-house he seemed
suddenly struck by the silence and
CLEAN Of lights. for he pulled his pony