Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-01-06

II reckon not, an II wudnt De tneir
ftirst one nuther. Looks ter me llixu
yer wus takin' a big chance. I'll be
thar, though; yer kin bet on thet an
ready fer a fight er foot race. This
Is how I size 1t up--if thar amt no
row, Tn Just ter keep still an low; an
IL a fracas starts I'm ter jump In fer
all Tn worth. Is tibet the program
."Exactly--that's my idea"
"War then, I'm prayin' Il starts; J
want just one crack ct tibet Kirby, the
ornary cuss,"
We talked the whole matter over In
detail. having nothing better to do, and
endeavoring to arrange for every
probability. yet did not remain togeth.
en- for long.
I felt nervous, anxious, eager Tor
action. The time dragged horribly.
What II something unforeseen should
occur to change Rale's plan? My God!
IL only knew where 1t was they had
concealed the girl.
The two of us explored about the ST.
lent cabin, but discovered nothing.
There was no light visible in the rear
room, nor any sound of movement with
In. The two windows were closed, and
the door locked. We found conven-
lent stump in the woods and sat down
to wait where We could see all that
occurred about the cabin.
1t was nearly twelve before even the
slightest sound near at hand indicated
the approach Of others. was already
in an agony Of suspense, imagining
something might have gone wrong,
when the dull scuffllng Of horses hoofs
being led cautiously up the trail to
my right broke the intense silence. !
listened to assure myself, then shook
Tim into wakefulness. leaving him still
blinking In the shadow Of the stump,
while I advanced in the direction Of
the spring. saw nothing Of Rale until
he spoke.
THAT yer. Moffettf
ayes; whar's yer partyT
caught view Of his dim outlines,
as he stepped slightly forward. reas-
sured by my voice.
They'll be we're; thar's a bit o time
ter spare yit. I aimed not ter keep 'em
waitin'. Here. this is yer boss. an
yere's the leadin' strap fer the others.
Better tie It ter yer pommel, ! reckon,
SOS ter leave both yer hands freezer
might hav' need fer 'em. Wen tend
ter mountln' the gurls. an then all
yeIl hay' ter do will be ter lead OF.
Better walk the bosses till yer git
crost the crick. so the sojers won't hear
yer. Got thatr'
II reckon hav', an sense 'nough
ter know 1t without bein' told. Did yer
think / wanted ter be catched on this
jobs"
"All right, but thar's no harm a
teIlin' yer. Whar's Tim gone to?"
II reckon he don't even know his
self; he's sure sum drunk"
Rale chuckled, .patting the side Of
the horse next him.
9.Whole eaboodle workin' like a
charm, he said, good humoredly.
Thought onct the deputy might show
up ugly, but quart O. red-eye sure
fixed him-thaSs our party a comm
now. Ye're ter stay right whar ye
are
They were advancing toward rs up
the hank which ssloped dswn toward
the creek. Rale moved forward to
meet them across the little open space,
and q moment later, from my hiding
place among the motionless horses I
became able to distinguish the slowly
approaching figures. There were four
in the party. apparently from the garb
two men and two women. The second
man might be the preacher. but II so,
why should he be theref Why should
his presence ut this time be necessary
Unless the two mnin eonspirators had
special need for his services, could
conceive no reason for his having any
part In the action that night. Had
been deceived in their plans? Even as
this fear overwhelmed me with c0nster-
nation. 4 was, compelled to notice how
helplessly the first, OF the two women
walked-as' though her limbs, refused
to support her body, even though ap-
parently upheld by the grip Of the
man beside her. Rale. Joining them,
Immediately grasped her other arm,
and, between the two. she was impelled
forward. The, saloonkeeper seemed
unable to restrain his. voice.
Yer must'r give her ono h. q n
DOSE he growled, angrily. "Han o.
that u1,A n hin, nough Why b. II
she kin hardly walk"
"Wen, what's the oddsr' It was Kir.
by who replied sarcasdcally. "She got
more because she wouldn't drink. We
had to make her take II, and 1t wasn't
no easy job. Gaskins Will tell you
that. Have you got your man herer
70 course: he's waiting thar with
the bosses. But I'm did II like
thia She don't know nnthin', does
sher
Maybe not now: but shen come
around all right. and she signed her
name. So there amt no hitch. She
seemed to get worse after that. Come
on, We can't stand talking here; let's
get them of, Jack there isn't any time
to waste. suppose we'1l have to strap
her into the saddle"
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