Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-01-07

Curly was awakened by the sound
of the cook beating the call to break
fast on q triangle. Buck was standing
beside the bed.
How're they coming this glad
mo'ning, son?" he inquired with
grin.
"Fine and dandy" grinned back
Flandrau. "How Is Cullison?"
Good as the wheat, doc says. Mighty
lucky for Mr.. c. Flandrau that he. is.
Suy, Tin to be yore valley and help
you into them clothes. Git a wiggle
Oh you."
Buck escorted his prisoner over to
the ranch. messhouse. The others had
finished breakfast but Maloney. was
still eating. Ills mouth was full Of
hot cakes, but he nodded across at
Curly in a casual friendly way.
"How's the villain in the play this
mo'ning?" he inquired.
Twenty-one usually looks on the
cheerful side Of life. Curly had for
gotten for. the moment about what
had happened to his friend Mac. He
did not remember that lie was in the
shadow Of penitentiary sentence.
The sun was shining out of deep
blue sky. The vigor Of youth flowed
through his veins. He was hungry and
good breakfast was beforethim. For
the present: these were enough.
'"AIe, I'm feeling heap better than
I was last night" he admitted.
"Came pretty near losing you out of
the cast, didn't we?" =.
"AIight a.turned out that way If the
stage manager had not remembered
the right cue in time" ;
The heart of the. prisoner went out
to this man WHO was reaching a hand
to him in his trouble. He had always
known that Maloney was true ind
steady as snubbing post, but he mad
not. looked for any kindness from him.
"Kite just got telephone message
from Saguache," the Bar Double N
man went on easily. "Your friends
that bought the rustled stock didn't
get away with the goods Seems they
stumbled into q bunch Of rurales unex-
pected and had to pull their freight
sudden" -.
"Make their getaway?" Curly in.
uuired as indifferently as he could.
But in spite of himself q note, of;eager,
ness crept into his voice. For If the
men had escaped that would be two
less witnesses against him.
"Yep."' =.
"Too bad. If they: hadn't I; could
have proved by them L was not one of
the men who sold them the stock
TlaEdrar replied. -; =; @...,a
=. "Like h-you could" Buck snorted
then grinned at his prisoner In q
shame-faced way: @You're good. one,
SOIL" Ai,.
Jake stuck his head in at the door.
"Buck, you're needed to- help with
them two-year-olds. The Oldham wants
to have a talk with the rustler. Doc
says he may. Maloney, WIFI you take
him up to the house?" o; ~.
Maloney had once ridden. for the
Circle c and was friendly all the
men on the place. He nodded. "Sure."
A Mexican woman let them into the
chamber where the wounded man lay.
Kate was bending over the bed re-
arranging the pillows, but she looked
up quickly when the two men entered.
Her eyes were still gentle with the
love that had been shining, down from
them upon her father.
Cullison spoke. "Sit down, Dick"
And to his prisoner: "You too"
Flandrau saw close at hand for the
first time the man who had been Ari-
zonas most famous fighting sheriff.
Luck Cullison was well-built and Of
medi.'r height, Of q dark complexion,
clean -;naven, wiry and muscular. AL
ready past fifty, he looked not a day
more than forty. One glance was
enough to tell Curly the kind of man
this was. The power Of him found ex-
preston in the gray stecl-chilled eyes
that bored into the young outlaw.
you have begun early, young fell
low" he said quietly. But never mind