The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-02-01

up N the hills and show hun whether
h. viii or won't 81
The range-rlder srumbled in indis'
tiuct answer. Dave did nos MAKE
out the words. and his interest N the
conversation abruptly ceased,
For trom upstairs there came the
sudden sounds of tromphns feet Of
uodles thrashlng 10 and fro in con
flict, 4 revolver shot barked lis smls'
Ter menace.
Dave rose to 90 Al the same time
the door in FROM OF him was jer&ed
,opcn. He pushed his forty five into
ldtllsrs fat ribs.
'Saek up yore h4nds-srlck EN-
up"
The BOY was backing along the pass.
age a. ne spoke. He reached - newell
ipa-t IN that second while Miller was
hDsins flung aside by an eruption OF
men from the room. Like frightened
rabbit Dave leaped for the stairs
taking them three al q Time, Halfway
up he collded with man flying
down. They came together win the
iheayy impact OF fast moving bodies
Sanders rose like 4 rubber bali The
other man lay still Dawes head had
ccrurk hin in the solar pleSus ana
knocked the breath out Of him. The
yours ccwpuncher found himself the
active center of 4 cyclone. His own re-
Solver was gone He srappled with a
man. ssizing him by the wrist 10 pre-
vent the use OF q long .barreled Colt
Che trigger fell. bullet tlyins
Trough the ceiling.
Dave clung close TO the man he had
seized. using him as shield against
the others. The pack swayed down
the hall into the wedge OF light
thrown by the lamp in the room.
A Jagged pain shot through his
head. He stumbled and went down.
Heavy boots kicked at him. Il seemed
10 him that bolts Of lightning were
alsza ggins through him
Tie pain ceased and he floated
away into q sea Of space.
CHAPTER VII
Bob Hart waited till his friend had
disappeared into the house before L:
moved.
He, 100, examined his gun before ne
followed Dave through the dormer
window and passed into the frowsy
bsdcharnber. None of the details Of
II escaped his cool. keen gaze, least
Of all the sawed-off shotgun in the
corner.
That scattersun might come handy.
Reckon TIL move it so'es III know just
where it's at when l need IT," he
said to himself. and carried the gun
10 the bed, where he covered II with
= quilt.
when someone spoke. He recognized
the voice. II belonged 10 the man
who wrute his pay checks. and il
came from an adjoining room
Always knew you was crooked a.
g dus's hind lais. Doble. SGme day
IN certainly hang yore hide up 10
dry for yore treachery.'
No use 10 get on the peck En-.
Maybe you'll need friend before
you're shet Of Brad
1t relieves my mind some to tell
YOU what yellow coyote you are. %
exclaimed the cattleman.
Bob tried the door. The knob turned
n his hand and the door slowly op.
en-d inward.
The rattle OF the latch brought
George Doble's sly. shifty eye round
The crook jumped 10 his feet. iusrins
81 his gun. Before he could fire
the rauge.rider had closed with him
The puncher caught his right arm
The DETECTED bullet pnged through a
lookms'slass on dresser near the
foot ot the bed.
On- hundred and sixtv pounds OF
e.selmuscled cowpuncher landed on his
mldfif' ana The siN.shooer went clay
tsrine away 10 . Ear corner OF th'
rC'm.
Pth diyed for the revolver. Dobl,
ior lh- door. a moment. and I1r'
had the Gun. But where as there mad
been three in the room there wer,
nov but Two.
\ voice from the bed spoke n curt
oDnm10d Cut me loose Bob IA,
heart thar vore on more than ON,
5Jurd.up II was that O! Emerson
Cf.VterJ.
From below came the sound ~
sHu, Ne shuffliny OF many feet
Ci Wiord stretched n> orlmpe.
muscles flowing and feOeNng h.
arm aud legs wen drift down an,
20 'u."
$ ~ the Two men padded dow,
tb stair L.ads and moved along Ia,
rc -ss.
"Wno. thate" demanded shorty
sArss.hs h. head INTO the nau STA,
rshi there OF I'm shoot
O0. ne. you wCut' answered th
cac.cn@n evenly. 'Th-reW boz u
sho.t,n '--uniess I Go IT,"
KS sep did not faltor llc movc
forward brushed shorty aside. am
''-od, mo the mldst uf his enemies
There IS something about ston
insu uuairaid more potent than
company " JroU-ers. Such man W,
Emerson Crawford now. His stead
srsy eyes swept the circle, rested q
each worried face and fastened 70
RrAd Sreelman.
Steslman laughed upeaslly
Wei. I reckon you've kinda ups
my plans. En-. Course w4s a.cojdii
.rou. didn't aim TO hurt YOU non,
! though Ia q liked 10 have talked W
eva the water holes.
The Gag cSttieman ignored this al
selutply Have = team hitched u
risht away. shorty vii tend I
lthht BOB. tie up yore friend. Ia.
with a Handkerchief"
Hart thrust his revolver back lat
{ 70, holster. he was willing ~ tru'
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