New Britain herald., 1922-03-23

own self made that trail to the Wag- onjaok. guess I'd, better go see the district attorney"
 Guerilla Melody chucklcd as one does at pleasantly.
 "I mean it." pronounced Billy. "He needs III straight talk and he's going to get 1t prompt and soon Luckily he leaves his window partly open at night"
 The district, attorney, lying on the broad of his back in bed. suddenly dreamed that he was In the woods, and that ninety-foot pine had fallen upon his chest,
 Then something on his chest spoke | in n carefully restrained whisper, Keep very quiet"
 The district attorney would have shivered had he been able to move that much. He knew that voice. It belonged to Billy Wingo.
 "I hear you arrested Miss Walton" |"
 "I-er-I had to-" explained the district attorney.
 No evidence a-tall. You were too | ing idea, old settler, that you are cluttering up tho face of the earth. Be reasonable now, don't you think so yourself?"
 No reply.
 You're thinking because I'm talk ing to you so bright and merry that don't mean what l say Listen the whisper lest it's airncss and be- came d ruthless, snarling growl--- ''listen to me. Because of what you've done to her, it's all l can do to keep from strangling the breath out of you here and now" Billy paused About Miss Walton," he continued in his former tone. 'I'lI give you your choice. If she isn't out of jail and the warrant against her with drawn by noon tomorrow, I give you my word that I'll down you on or before midnight Sunday. And l have a habit of keeping my promises"
 "Al right capitulated the district attorney.
 CHAPTER XVI
 A month had passed and Billy Wingo, now far south of Golden Bar knew that his quest was nearly ended In the past four weeks Billy haC grown a presentable beard, had met up with Johnny Dawson, a friend ot his youth, and had three times crossed the trail of Dan Slike. His latest in formation was that Slike and Jack Murray were inseparable.
 Finally the morning came wher Billy and Dawson believed they had Slike in their grasp. They could hear his rifle as they gazed down from the hill on a scene that had many coun- terparts in the west,
 A quarter-mile out from the base of the hill was tiny fire, beyond which lay a hog-tied calf. BeyonG the calf man sprawled behind the body of pony. He was aiming { rifle at another man ensconced be, low cutbank bordering a smal creek This second man was no clearly visible.
 Between this man and the man be hind the pony were three hundred yards of ground as fiat as a floor Billy swept the background of tht cutbank man with his glasses. There are two horses tied behind a windfal alongside those rocks. Where's th' other man?''
 There's the other man." said Daw son, pointing fifty yards down stream from the cutbank. Whats he doinl -drinking?"
 Billy turned his glasses 'He ain , drinking" he said soberly. Hi lheads under water"
 | I'm sure hoping he ain't Dal Slike," Dawson said matter-of-fact
 Me too. What"
 For the man behind the cutbanl was climbing up and walking out into plain sight of the man behind tht pony The man behind the pony die not fire"
 Hes cashed all right" Billy re marked suddenly. He looked st natural he fooled me-" They ran down the reverse slop,