Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-08-23

after supper" replied Dale. I'm as
hungry as you ever were, By"
They went in to sit down to one of
the best meals Addie MOreland bad
ever prepared. When they had fin
ished eating, John Moreland led the
way into the best room, where they
took chairs. The major produced
cigars. BY Heck, swollen with feel.
Ing of greatness, lighted the wrong
end of his weed, faced Dale, and "
gan to unburden his mind Of its weight
of information.
'Well, Bill, old boy" he began-and
then stopped to wonder why his cigar
wouldn't smoke as well as the majors.
"Well, Bill, old boy" he went on, final
ly. Henderson Goff, he's shore been
as busy as one-armed man In bum
blebee's nest. I CANT see, igod, what's
wrong with khis here seegyar. He's
went and brung about twenty-five Tor
reys from two places knowed as Jer-
ns'lem cove and Hatton's hell, to help
work his mine when he gifts 1t. They're
all a-puttin' up with them Balls. The
Torreys Is part 1njun, Cherokee In
jun, and I've heered 1t said at they
was as bad or wuss'n rattlesnake
BROTH"
Major Bradley blew little cloud of
smoke upward. "More Of the game Of
bluff, perhaps" he suggested.
"Im inclined to think So" thought
fully said Dale. "Well, we'll avoid
trouble as long as we ;decently can;
and when we can no longer get around
1t, we'll call in as much Of the law
as we can get, and meet 1t halfway.
Ell, Hayes?"
Sure" nodded the mining expert.
Dale was on his way to the new
siding the following morning, when he
met Henderson Golf. Again Dale was
forclbly reminded of. stories he had
heard and read Of Mississippi river
steamboat gamblers Of the long ago
Gofr stepped out Of the trail, smiled
and spoke with apparent good humor.
Dale passed him without a word.
Then the shyster coal man called
out, Ready to sell YETI"
The Moreland Coal company's man.
ager halted and faced about with a
puckering Of his brows.
"For a fair price, yes"
"Just what would you call a fair
price?"
"Oh, somewhere between two and
three hundred thousand" promptly
Goff shifted, and the corners OF his
mouth came down.
"You don't want much. You won't
get 1t from mel"
~ don't want 1t from you."
Dale turned and went on. He was
sorry that he had stopped &C. talk with
the fellow.
That afternoon he again met Gof1
in the trail. The bare sight OF the
shyster made him very angry now, and
his right hand fell upon the butt of
the big revolver on his hip. Goff was
about to sidestep in the laurels, when
Dale caught him roughly by the arm.
"See here" he said sharply, you've
about cut your little swath. We've
had enough of you. You can: get this
coal at any price, and the sooner you
get your,elf out of this country the
better and safer it will be for 20"
ITO be plain. Pm pretty apt to thrash
,ou the very next time see you Now
move on"
Goff went Off laughing wickedly.
"Oh, all right. Dale; so ahead and
build the little road for mel" he said.
Late that night every sleeper In the
valley of the Doe was awakened by a
great, rumbling explosion, which was
followed almost Immediately by an
other great, rumbllns explosion. Be-
fore the reverberations had died
away, Bill Dale had dressed himself
and was standing on the viDe-hung
front porch, and lie was only few
seconds ahead OF John MOreland.
Then there came the tearing sound
Of heavy explosion miles to tie east
ward.
"Do we know what 1t Isl" Inquired
the mOuntaineer.
"rhey've stolen our dynamite from
the tObacco-barn, and blown up the Of
flee and supplies building and the COM
misSary building; also they've blown
up the big treStle near the siding"
Dale answered.
"'At's my guess, too." said More
land.
Within the next half hour Dale and
Hayes, Major Bradley. and the men
folk of the MorelandS and the Little
fords had gathered around the wreck
of the two big, unfinished frame build.
lngs. Dale blamed himself much for
having left dynamite unguarded In the
acco.barn-but nobody else blamed
him for Ii.
ITS time to let the law in," he said
when he had vleweH the jumDled mass
Of broken planks and timbers by the
light OF lanterns. He turned to stall
wart Luke MUreland.
You yet on my horse and ride TO
Cartersville for .he sheriff. Tell him
he can get the best posse in the world
right here, If he needs one. It's the
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