Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1920-02-13

o Caliente.
. Mr. Flandrau?" asked Miss Laura
demurely.
. "No. | can't say I've lost Mr. Lon
' don"
) you inquired for him"
"Hmp! That's different. When
used TO come home from the swim
ming hole contrary TO orders used to
ask where dad was, but | didn't want
to see HIM"
Il see. Did sou just come down
from the horse ranch?"
"You've guessed right"
.'Then / am sorry | can't ask you to
light. Dads orders"
"Anything in those orders about you
meeting one OF the lads from the horse
ranch up on the hillside where it is
neutral groundY
sDid sam come with your" she cried
"He's here. Oh, know he's here"
''What do get for bringing good
news?"
81 didn't say It was good news
"sho! Your big eyes are shouting
it,"
"Was that the news from the horse
ranch?"
CHATS part Of 1t, but there is more
Sam and Curly are on their way to
Saguache to spend the Fourth of July.
Sam is going for another reason, but
Tn not sure yet what it is. There's
something doing l don't savez, some
big deal on foot that's not on the level.
Sam is in 1t up to the hooks. He is
supposed to be quitting Soapy's outfit
for good. But | know better"
White to the lips, she faced him
bravely. what sort of trouble is he
leading Sam into?'
"Ive got a kind of notion. But it
won't bear talking about yet. Don't !
tell him what I've told you, unless you /
want to spoil my chance of helping
him"
81 won't" she promised; then added,
with quick eagerneSs: Maybe | can
help you. I'm going down to Saguache
to visit on the Fourth"
TN look you up. Trouble is that
Sam is bent ON running himself Seems
to think Soapy is his best friend. If
we could show him different things
might work out all right"
While she climbed the hill to Sam,
Curly watered his horse and smoked
a cigarette. He was not hired to
lovers. Therefore, it took
him three-quarters of an hour to reach
the scrub pine belt on the edge of the
park.
AT once he saw that they had been
having a quarrel. The girls eyes were
ed, and she was still dabbing at them
With her handkerchief when he came
along. Sam looked discour-
ged, but stubborn. Very plainly they
lad been disagreeing about his line of
onduct.
The two young men took the trail
gain. About noon the next day they
cached Saguache. After they had
aten, Curly strolled off by himself to
he depot.
"Gimme ticket for Tin Cup for this
vening. want to go by the express"
lie told the agent.
The man looked at him and grinned.
You're so darned active, maybe you
,ould get off No. when she is fog
ling along sixty miles per. But most
olks couldn't, not with any comfort"
Meaning that the flyer doesn't
,top?'
mot at Tin Cup"
Have to take the afternoon train
hen?"
81 reckon" He punched a ticket
and showed it through the window
toward Curly. "sixty-fve cents,
please"
Flandrau paid for and pocketed the
ticket he did not intend to use. He
had found out what he wanted to
know. The express did not stop at
Tin Cup Why, then, had Soapy ]
marked the time of its arrival there?
He was beginning to guess the reason
But he would have to do more than
guess.
Flandrau sauntered back to the ho- ]
tel on the lookout for Sam. He was
not there. but waiting for him was a {
boy with a note for the gentleman in
No. 81.
"Kid looking for you," the clerk :
'alled TO the cOw-puncher.
"Are you Mr.. Soapy Stones friend, ,,
he one just down from Dead Cow !,
'reek? asked the boy.
Curly nodded and took the note.
This was what he read:
Sam, come TO Chalkeye's place soon
rs you get this. There we win talk !
lver the business.
"YOU KNOW WHO"
Though he did not know who, Curly I
hought he could give a pretty good
suesS both as to the author and the
business that needed talking over.
Through the open door of the hotel O
re saw Sam approaching. Quickly he
ealed the flap of the envelope again. i
"A letter for you, Sam o