The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1922-03-23

planned. 'If he could run you folks
out. prontO, and get possession afore
anybody come along to ask lot O.
p'inted questions, he stood about one
chance In dozen to lie out Of II
some way. II you-all got killed In the
scrimmage, he'd scatter his men In thu
woods and try to make me b'lieve that
you'd got done up trying to run him
oR."
"Would you have believed him1" I
asked. srinning across the table at
besslsy. %
TT II a-bs>n a question Of ves-racs,.
as the court says; with maybe you
and HI TwOmbly too dead to testify"
At this, Daddy. who had been eat
Ing like man half-starved, put In
bis word.
Il reckon you can't get at them
galoots higher up, Stannie. but II you
don't shove Charley Bullsrton Just
about as Tar as the law II allow. I'm
soin' to call ye gutter"
At that moment Jeanis had Just
brought In another heaping plate Of
the luscious corn cakes, aad l was
looking at her when replied.
"Well see about the showing q bit
later. Daddy. The first thing to do
is to put the old Cinnabar In shape to
shell us out some money. I'm broke.
you know"
When I made this admission Beus-
ley, the last man In the world from
whom help could come, I should have
said. looked me sQuarely In the eyes.
"Stannie Brnughton-if that's your
name-you aint 80 dad-blamed crazy
as you lock and act" he remarked.
Moneys what talks. Are you aihnin'
to swing onto this thing with your own
handsf-for keeps, mean; not to sell
It out to the hrst set . minin' sharps
that comes alOng7"
Sure you said It; I'm going to
keep 1t and work it-after I get. cut
OF the jail where you're going to
land me for pinching that inspection
car and getting 1t smashed. Why
else did I start ont bfndfolded to hunt
for girl. a horse and a dog7"
He let the latter half of my reply
go without comment; charging II up
to some last lingering remains of the
craziness, perhaps.
swell, let's see about where you'd
crack your whip first" he invited.
THAT part Of 1t is easy" laughed.
what I don't know about the prac.
tical end of the mining Job would load
wagon. I'll pitch out and hunt me
up a real. fOr-sure miner, of course"
"NOtmn' so awfully crazy about
that" ne granted. Then: Whats the
matter with Hi Twombly, here, for
your boss minerf"
E., Not thing In the wide world
except that he can't be because he Is
going to be my partner In the deal"
a Now you're talkin' whole heap
like white man." said the desperado-
ish one. "Dog-goped II dent b'lieve
I you are white! What do you say to
givin' me a whack at the bossln
jOb2"
took just one little glance at Dad
dy, and the mild blue eyes said "yes."
"But you've got ME under arrest.
Mr.. Bensley." pointed out, just to
see what he'd say. "YOu can't very
well close a business deal with your
prisoner. can you7"
"Knl two r three birds with the one
rock.' he fnumbled, cramming the
siruped half Of his breakfast finishing
corn cake into his capacious mouth.
< I'll ehase ryou down TO Angels and
turn you over TO the majesty o. the
law -ithe same bein,s BY, nams old
Squire Dublin. Then III jump my
Job o. sortin'ioat the lad angels from
amongst the good anesls Ind go out
and fustlst yepr bail, Time Std Bill
' Dubbin's chewin' over the Law ID sfch
cases. made ana ypsfvldsd- Lila he's
: bound to do--I'il scraps up q bunch O
|, man fqdf stsrt 'ena Up hsreawsys to