Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1921-05-05

tn big rake-Of for you, and little We
care how TIL election goes. Suppose
we'd. croak this man in TIL hot par-rt
ays tn p'itcaI fight what happens?
Half TIL noospaypers in tn state d
play him up fr a martyr to th' cause
av good ~governmint, and we'd all go
to hell in a hand-basket!
I was cramped and sore and one of
my legs had gone to sleep, but /
couldn't have moved if I had wanted
to. My heart was skipping beats right
along while l waited for Hatch's an
swer. When it came, the drumming
in my ears pretty nearly made me
lose it.
"Clanahan," he began, as cold as an
icicle. 81 didn't get you down here to
argue with you. You've bungled this
thing once, and for that reason you've
got it to do owe again. We haven't
asked you to 'croak' anybody, as you
put 1t, and we are not asking it now"
"'Tis id little you lack av asking
It," retorted the divekeeper.
Listen said Hatch, leaning for
ward with his hands on his knees.
Besides keeping on Norcross
iiare. we've been digging back into his
recoru Il few lines. Every man has
his sore spot. if you can only find it,
Clanahan-just as yoG have yours.
What if l should tell you that Norcross
is wanted in another state-fOr u
crime? Before he came here he was
chief OF construction on the Oregon
Midland. There was a right-of-way
fight back in the mountains-ffty
miles from the nearest sherif-with
the Z. & S. F. Norcross armed his
t~rack-layers. and in the bluffing there
was a man killed"
Though 1t was a warm night, as l
have said, the cold chills began to.
chase themselves up and down my
back. What Hatch said was perfectly
true. In the rfght-of-way scrap he
was talking about, there had been a
few wild shots fired, and one of them
had found a P. s. S. f.. grade laborer.
I don't believe anybody had ever real
ly blamed the boss for it. But there
had been a man killed.
While I was shivering, Clanahan
said: well, what av it,"
"Norcross was responsible for that
mans death. If he was having trouble
over his right-of-way, his recourse was
to the law, and he took the law into
his own hands. Nothing was ever
1.,,,n N hn,,t ~ b,ao,n -~L>d,, +1ol.
the trouble to prosecute. A week ago
we sent u man to Oregon to look up
the facts. He succeeded in finding
a brother of the dead man, and a var
ant has now been sworn out for Nor
cross arrest"
"Well?' said Clanah&n again. "Ye
have the stirring in yer own hand;
why don't We pull it?"
That's where YOU come in was the
answer. THE Oregon justice issued
the warrant because it was demanded,
but he. refused to incur, for his county,
the expense of sending a deputy sheriff
to another state, or to take the neces-
sary steps to have NOreross extra
dited. If Norcross could be produced
in court, he would try him and either
discharge him or bind him over, as
the facts might warrant. He took his
stand upon the ground that, Norcross
was only Technically responsible, and
told the brother that in all probability
nothing would come Of an attempt to
prosecute"
Thin we've got nothing on him,
after ALL" the Irishman grunted.
Yes" Hatch came back; tive have
the warrant, and. in addition to that,
we, have you, Pete. A word from you
10 the Portal City police headquarters,
and our man finds himself arrested
and locked up-to wait for a requisi-
ton from the governor of Oregon
But You said tn requisition wouldn't
come Clanahan put in.
Hatch was sitting back now and
stroking his ugly jaw.
A 1T might come, Pete, il it had to:
there's no knowing. In the meantime
we get delay. There'n be habeas cor
pus proceedings, of course, to get him
out of Jail, but there's where you'll
come in again; you've got your own
man for city attorney. And, after all.
the delay is all we need. With Nor
cross in trouble, and in Jail on Il charge
Of murder, the railroad ship1l go on
the rocks in short order. The Nor
management is having plenty
of trouble--wrecks and the like. With
Norcross locked up, New York will be
heard from, and Dismuke will step in
and clean house. That Will wind up
the reform spasm,s
tits a small chance growled the
chief of the ward heelers, sIn talk
II owe with the big fellow"
Again Hatch leaned forward and
put his hands on his knees,
e,youn do nothing OF the sort, Pete.
youll mel. and act on your own re-
sponsIbility. II you don't. somebody
may wire the sheriff OF Silver Bow
county, Montana, that the man he
knew IN Rntfe MS Michael Clancy
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