Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1920-02-06

4 Laura London.
, "What do you want with Sam Cul
llson? Are you friendly to him? o.
aren't your"
Ladies first Are you friendly to
him? Or aren't your
Curly smiled gayly across the table
Mt her. A faint echo Of his pleasantly
began to dimple the corners Of her
mouth. Both Of them relaxed to peals
Of laughter, and neither Of them quite
knew the cause of their hilarlty.
"Oh, you!" she reproved when she
had sufficiently recovered.
$50 you thought | was a detective
or deputy sheriff. That's certainly
funny"
For all l know yet you may be
one"
81 never did see anyone with dis
position so dark completed as yours.
If you won't put them suspicious to
sleep III have to table my cards"
From his pocket he drew copy of the
Saguache Sentinel and showed her a
marked story. Maybe that will ex-
plain what I'm doing up on Dead
Cow"
This Is what Laura London read:
From Mesa comes the news of an
other case of bold and fragrant !
rustling. On Friday night a bunch of |
horses belonging to the Bar Double VI |
we're rounded up and driven across
the mountains to this city. The
stolen animals were sold here this
morning, after which the buyers set
out at once for the border and the
thieves made themselves scarce. 1t
Is claimed that the rustlers were men,
bers of the notorious Soapy Stone out
fit Two of the four were identified, it
Is alleged, as William Cranston, gen
orally known as Bad Bill and a
Young vaquero called Curly FIandrau.
I'm case the guilty parties are ap-
pretended the Sentinel hopes an ex-
lmple Will be made of them that will
Letter others of like stamp from
'ractice that has of late been far too
ommOn. Lawlessness seems to come :
D cycles. Just now the southern tier I
I counties appears to be suffering {
rom such sporadic attack. Let all !
ood men combine to stamp it out /
he time has passed when Arizona
ust stand as synonym for anar- d
ny"
She looked up at the young man c
'eathlessly, her pretty lips parted.
II dilated eyes taking him in solemn S
a question trembled on her lips.
Are you this man mentioned here? c
hats his name-'Curly' FlandrauY" Il
Yes" p
And you're O rustler? Why do m
N do such things?' letting the hands in
IT held the paper drop into her lap
Iplessly. You don't look bad. Any 81
e would think"
Her sentence tailed out and died G.
ay. She was still looking at Curly.
he could see that her mind had ro
wn to some one else. He would 10,
We bet a months pay that she was
mixing of another lad who was wild
did not look bad 7,
'landrau rose and walked round the c.
lie to her. "Much obliged, Miss a.
ura. I'll shake hands on that with
l. You've guessed 1t. Course, me H.,
ng so notorious hate to admit it. e eS,
amt bad any more than he is" t .Da
The gave him quick shy look. oa ,e
You mean this Bad BinY" a "t'
You know who | mean, all right. 49,.
name is Sam Cullison. And You -
dn't to tell me where he is. III :.
him."
know you don't mean any harm :.
him" But she said it as if she
e pleading with him. nav
erect. don't. Can you tell me luch
to set to Soapy Stones ranch oitt'
here, Miss London?r reese
he laughed. Her doubts we're van II
lg like mist before the sunshine then
I'd guess. At least he was there poll
last | heard" his
md expect your information is does
ty recent" afra
lat drew another little laugh, ac- 'le
panied by a blush. sWei
ont you think have told YOU man
oh for ono do, ,rr I,ar,s,.as, a., was
hat Mr. sounds too solemn. My Al
DIS call me Curly" he let her attel
:. stepI
e remembered that he was a
ger and rustler and she drew MISS
iffiy This pleasant young fellow low
too familiar chum
you take this trail to the scrub little
above, then keep due north for of tn
four miles, you'll strike the Out
again. Just follow the trail firmel
it to the horse ranch" I'll
tn that she turned on her heel And
walked into the kitchen. were
'ly had not meant to be fresh" been
as always ready for foolery with about
iris, but he was not the sort TO sonnet
far. Now he blamed himself Il e
wing moved too fast. He had Of Its
her sense Of what was the there.
; thing. ture t
re was nothing for it but to sad "SaI
take the road aye