Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-09-23

] him.
Flowers took a ring of heavy Ike,
, from the hand of the jailer, and le
the way down whitewashed corrfdo
1t was not yet bedtime, and the othe
prisoners were still up; some of thei
were reading newspapers, others wer
trying TO mend their clothing, sti
others were doing nothing. A few Q
them called out boldly and babe tn
new prisoner welcome--and each o
these received a gruff order from tn
sheriff to keep quiet. Dale paid no at
tention whatever TO his would-b
tormentors.
corridor, the officer halted and facet
about.
IF there could be such thing as
comfortable cell here" he said in
low and kindly tones, tits this one
He went on earnestly: "Now want
you to believe me when tell you that
II is with real regret that | put you
behind door OF iron. But If | didn't
do it, somebody else would do. 1T; and
it's possible that can be little more
decent about II than another officer
would be-" ~
81 realize all that, y'know." replied
Dale, land I'm very much obliged to
you, sheriff"
Flowers unlocked the door. and Bill
Dale walked in. Flowers locked the
door and went away.
Dale began to inspect his quarters,
TO all Appearances they were at least
clean. There was a narrow bed COW
cred with pair of gray blankets, a
stool and soapbox, and nothing more
The light in the corridor behind him
made snaky black lines of bar-shadows
on the brick partition walls and the
outer wall of stone. Dale shuddered
in spite of himself. He put up one
hand and turned on a small light,
which dissipated the uncanny shad.
ows-and showed him a line from
Dantes Inferno" that to him seemed
very miserable; some former occupant
of that cell had written it with char
coal on the whitewashed outer wall.
Then Dale sat YEARLY down on the
narrow bed, leaned his head upon his
hands. and began to think.
He had always wanted difficulties
% overcome, barriers to surmount,
work to do, fight to fight for him
elf. In full measure he had found
hem every one. He. did not doubt his
Utility to overcome the difficulties, sur
mount the barriers, do his work well
md fight his fight as O good man
lights, and win-if it were not for the
barge Of having shot and killed Black
ldam Ball 1t seemed to him now
hat that must end all that was worth
'hile for him. For that was more
han a difficulty, more than a barrier.
He firmly believed that 1t had been
is bullet that had finished the earthly
xistence of the giant hillman. True
had been an accident. But how was =.
to convince jury that it had been :
n accident? Would the Jury take his .
ord for it? The jury would not. of
purse
The mysterious third shot, that had >
'me from a little distance-but he
'uld not reasonably expect deliver
ace from that source. If only he had :,
cid down his abominable, savage tenn
sr; If only he had :,
Major Bradley interrupted his nm ~
easant train of thought. =,
mo brooding there, my boy ~, -
Dale looked up. The old attorney. :,
neat in appearance as though he ~
ID not even seen a saddle that day. !,
rs standing just outside the hate !,
door of bars. Beside him stood a =.
lteclad negro boy with big tray "
steaming food on one hand. and -
of steaming coffee in the other. ~
The jailer came and unlocked the ~
or; also he very considerably a..
ought another stool and fresh water i.
e major entered the cell, and the -
gro followed. III
An amused twinkle appeared in -
les eyes as Bradley put the tray o.
wn on the soapbox. There was 80
'ugh for five Neutrality-suspicious. :.
lds The black boy was sent to the n ''
mt door TO wait. ~,
] thought you'd be as hungry as
m, and I'm as hungry as poor old
Heck ever wasl" laughed the ev
jor, as he sat down and began to ms
II the coffee. Riding always made IN,
ms hungry as bear in April Light wa
1t into 1t, Dale. There's nothing my
a good steak, for any meal. when on,
elbow is half starved; Ell, Dale? wo
that one, won't you? told Massen- an,
I'd cause his beheadment if these am
ks weren't perfect. Massengale." he /"
ed, runs the Eutel here. the Eu- the
Funeral Parlors, and the One toi,
e. Clothing Emporium" the
woader." smiled Bill Dale. what Low,
Toes with his spare timer" will
-adley laughed, his eyes twinkIing and
rily. Dale found that he too was strc
Try, now that savory odors had foui
ded his nostrils. A minute later, see
he had pronounced his steak deli nigl
:. "