Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1920-10-01

luelT ldceS uOuDIully. what uls
Sam Hill does this meanT
"OnIy that we've got back, TimmOna
Why this frigid reception
"Well, this we're is a respectable ho-
tel an l amt goin' ter have it all
mussed up by no lynchin party" the
landlords voice full of regret. Then
this we're gal she wrote me she'd gone
back East"
Westcott laughed
"Stow your crouch, old man, and
give us hand. There will be no
lynching, 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 a wound.
ed man under the canvas there Come
on and help me carry him inside"
Timmons, suffering but impotent to
resist, took hold reluctantly and the
two together bore the helpless Caysn-
dish through the deserted Office and up
the stairs to the second floor, where he
was comfortably settled and a doctor
sent for. The task was sufficiently
strenuous to require ali the breath
Timmons possessed, and he managed
to repress his eager curiosity until the
wounded man had been attended to,
once in the hall, however, and the door
closed, he could no longer control him
self.
Nov see yere, Jim Westcott," he
painted, one hand gripping the stair
rail I've got ter know what's up
afore l throw open this yere hotel to
yer free use this-away AS a general
thing | amt round huntin' trouble--I
reckon yer know that-but this yere
affair beats me. What was it yer said
about Bill LacyT
He's under arrest, charged with
cattle-stealing, abduction. conspiracy
and about everything else on the cal.
endar. Brennans got him, and like
wise the evidence 10 convict.
Good Lord Is that sol"
st is; the whole Mendez gang has
been wiped out. Old Mendez has been
killed. The rest of the outfit including
Juan Cateras, are prisoners"
Tlmmons' eyes were fairly popping
out of his head, his voice a meVe
thread OF sound.
Don't that beat HI I" he managed
to articulate. where's the MARSHALL
Riding herd at Il place they chill
Sunken valley, about fifty miles south
of here. He and Moore have got ten OF
twelve MeXicans and maybe three hun,
dred head of cattle to look after until
l can send somebody out there to hslI
bring them in. Now that's all you need
to know, Tlmmons; but I've got g
question or two l want to ask you
Come on back into the office"
Miss Donovan sat in one Of the
chairs by the front window waiting
As they entered she arose to her feet
Westcott crossed the room and tocb
her hand
He's all right" he assured hef
quickly, interpreting the look in hct
eyes. Tired from the trip, Of course
but a nights rest will do wonders, And
now, Timmons," he turned to the be
wildered landlord, as that man Ea
right upstairs?'
THE New York lawyer No, hi
got frightened and left. He skipped
out the next day after you fellers g,a
away. Bill wanted him to 60 hlorl
with him, but he said he was too SICK
Then he claimed to have Il telegfnG
calm him East, but he never did
reckon he must We got cold feet 'bCul
somethin'-enyhow he's gone
"Aud Miss La RueT
"Sure; she took the same tralA,
eager now to divuIge all he knew
"But that amt her real name-it'F {
kind o. long name, an begins with g
saw It in letter she left upst0ift
but I couldn't make it all out Sh5i
married.
The eyes of Westcott and Miss Don
ovan met Here was bit Of strangl
news-the La Rue woman married ana
to man with a long name beginnill
with c. The same thought occurred Il
them both, yet it was evidently useloai
to question Timmons any longer. H'
would know nothing and comprehend
less. The girl looked tired, complete
ly worn out, and the affair could rss
until morning,
take Miss Donovan TO A roOuae
Westcott said shortly, land I'll rgI
upstairs and have another look at Gas
endish."
AT whOF
"Cavendish, the wounded man N
just carried in"
CTO BE CoNTIEUEDl