Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-09-30

JOhn HofeidDd turned up the ligh
little, and cracked a worn but time
~ joke; then he looked toward one
Of the men whom he had fought
throughout many years. and muttered
into his thick brown beard:
Saul. friend. Will ye do us the IA.
vor o. akin the blessin'. ef ye please r
Shore. John. o. course"
Saul Littieford. the very illterate,
laced his big fingers together across
his plate, bent his head. and told the
good Almighty that they were all
very much obliged to Him for the fine
supper they had before them, for Ad-
die Moreiand who had cooked 1t. for
peace. and for Bill Dale.
1t was almost midnight when the
visitors left. They had been sitting
outside, on the honeysuckle-scented
front porch and In the cabin yard. AT
last Bin Dale and John Moreland
were left together on the porch.
There's thing that has puzzled
me since the moment i got here this
evening" said Dale. why is IL that
nobody seems TO be grieying over
1aieDs being In jailf
The big hfllman's answer came al
most sharply: mo Moreland ever
grieved over sacrIfyce, BILL"
Dale 'sat up straight. "A sacrifice I
What do you meanT"
This time the big hillman's answer |
came slowly. Il mean at Gale he's |
a-takin' all o. the load on o yore
shoulders at he can. Gale he's a-takin'
yore place In jail ontel the trial comes |
on. whiehll be at the October term
o. cote. lie trusts you TO come back |
and set him free on the day o. the
trial o. course you'll do It; we haln't
never doubted that 70 one little min
ute, BIN. But 1t wasn't all done TO-
yore sake. You're the hope o. the
Morelands. and you can do heap
more here AN Caleb can"
He leaned toward Bill Dale and
went on In confidential tone
"And | can tell ye this here. ef
you're found guilty o. KILN Adam
Ball, and sentenced TO even one year,
the Morelands and the Llttlefords is
a-goin' 10 take ye from the officers and
turn ye loose with a Yo0d, long start
on the law"
Wouldn't that be rather,
Dale broke or because he had seen
the tall figure OF a man appear In the
open gateway. II was By Heck. and
he spoke.
Hello. John Moreland -
Hello yeseIf!" growled Moreland,
who was not at all pleased at the in
corruption.
Heck advanced. carrying his rife
by Its muzzle. He halted with one
loot on the stone step.
1--WE got news To- ye. Bill" he said,
Dale even In the dark
'ess. I've been a-eavesdrappin' up
Il old Balls house, and had TO choke
bout ten dawgs to do IL. Bill old
10Y, them Balls has done swore by
on earth and In Heaven
nd In Torment at they'll kill you ef
he law don't. Igod, ye'd better watch
ut. Bill" /
John Moreland rose from his chair. \
Much obleeged to ye. By. And good I
ght to ye. Les go into the house, H
Ill. l didn't think them id pole \
ITS had that much narve-and / don't II
lrdly believe II yit. 1t might ha' been II
hite Kicker a-talkln. Their kind o. "
hite Ticker amt hawnest. like BY II
eck's is. though his'n Is bad enough. II
beir klnd'll make man resurrect IN
S dead inemies out o. the graveyard fA
ID shoot 'e.n up all over again. II y
nj a-goin' TO do great deal o. harm, Al
II. ef ye don't light no lamp when n
go to bed. A man caln't never tell
Il what's a-goin' to happen"
And the Ball-Torrey outfit--" Dale
gan. when the Moreland chief cut in Vt
"Ef the Ball-Torrey outfit posters Ia
u, they're every one purity burned NV
/ TO die with what is knowed genial "
in this section as the rife-bulet dis ~.
Sc"