Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1920-10-30
Observation-Disclosures



their faces doubtfuny. 'what the
Sam Hill does this mean?"
only that we've got back, Timmons.
Why this frigid reception?"
We'll, this we're is a respectable ho-
tel an / amt goin' ter have # all
mussed up by. no lynchin' party" the
landlords voice full of regret. "Then
this yere gal she wrote me she'd gone
back East
Westcott laughed.
STOW your crouch. old man, and
give us Il hand. There will be no
iynching, because Lacy is In the hands
of the marshal. AS to this lady. she
never sent you that note. She was alb
Quoted by force and has just escaped.
Don't stand there like fool I'll tell
you the story later. There's wound.
ed man under the canvas there. Come
on and help me carry him inside"
Tnnmons, suffering but impotent to
resist, took hold reluctantly, and the
two together bore the helpless Caven-
dish through the deserted office and I'D
the stairs TO the second floor. where he
was comfortably settled and a doctor
sent for. The task was sufficiently
strenuous to require al, the breath
TimmOnS possessed. and he managed
to repreSs his eager curiosity until iile
wounded man had been attended TO.
Once in the hall, however. and the door
closed, he could no longer control him
self.
Now see yere, Jim Westcott." he
panied, one hand gripping the stair
rail, I've got ter know what's up
afore throw open this yere hotel to
yer free use thiS-away AS general
thing amt round huntin' trouble-I
reckon yer know that-but this yere
affair beats me. What was it yer said
about Bin Lacy?"
He's under arrest. charged with
cat le-Stealing. abduction, conspiracy
and about everything else on the cal
endar. Brennan's got him, and like
wise the evidence 70 convict"
Good Lord Is that So?"
1T is; the whole Mendez gang has
been wiped out. Old Mendez has been
/ killed. The rest of the outfit. including
Juan Cateras. are prisoners"
TimmonS' eyes were fairly popping
out Of his head, his voice a mere
thread OF sound
Don't that beat E-li" he managed
to artculate. Where's the marsha 2"
Riding herd at place they call
Sunken valley, about fifty miles south
of mere. He and Moore have got ten or
twelve MexicanS and maybe three hun
drcd head Of cattle to look after, until
| can send somebody out there to help
bring them in. Now that's all you need
TO know TimmonS; but I've got a
question or two | want TO ask you.
Come on back into the Office"
Miss Donovan sat in one Of the
chairs ny the front window waiting
! As they entered she arose to her feet.
WeStcott crossed the room and took
her hand.
He's all right" he assured her
/ quickly. Interpreting the look in her
| eyes. Tired from the trip, of course.
| bur nights rest will do wonders And
now, Timmons' he TUNED to the be-
wildered landlord. 10 that man En-
right upstairs"
The New York lawyer? No. he
/ got frightened and left He skipped
/ out the next day after YOU fellers got
away Bill wanted him to 90 along
I with him. but he said he was too sick.
! Then he claimed 10 have a telegram
calm him East. but he never did.
I reckon he must We got cold feet bout
omethin'-enyhOw he's gone
Aud Miss La Rue?"
Sure: she took the same train, "
eager now to divulge all he knew.
but that amt her real name--it'S a
kind o long name. an begins with c.
/ saw il in Il letter she left upstairs,
but couldn't make it all out, She's
married"
The eyes of Westcott and Miss Don
ovan met Here was bit of strange
newS-the La Rue woman married, and
! TO man with a long name beginning
with c. The same thought occurred to
/ them both. Vet 1t was evidently useless
/ 10 question Timmons any longer. lie
would know nothing and comprehend
Jess. The girl looked tired, complete
~ worn out. and the affair could rest
/ until morning.
Take Miss Donovan to room,
WeStcolt said shortly. "and I'll run
upstairs and have another look ar Cav
endiSh'
AT who?"
~Cavendish. the wounded man we
lust carried in
TO BE Continued