Evening journal., 1922-03-20
from our last Issue.)

low about gettin' ria OF Tip
'Gorman?"
Lessee what Sam Iarder and
rafty say" the district attorney
fered uneasily.
NO. not them. either Of EN-"
afe declared firmly. They're
lends OF Tips"
Rafe brought his open palm down
] his knee with a crack like a pis-
shot. II got III" cried Rafe. Il
lt It! Wen get three Of 'em at
le lick.
Wen get Simon and that fore
an Of his drunk. Well sick the
air OF 'em on Tip O'Gorman.
1ey'n put the kibosh on Tip. and
word will be passed for the
eriff. He will go to make the ar
st and they'll plug him. Being
Junk. they'll be desperate and
on't care what they do"
CHAPTER XII
Spring was in the air but win
still held sway in the heart OF
lly Wingo. He had not been able
make up his difference with
azel Walton. or rather she had
it made up her difference with
m.
Came a night OF heavy rain and
nd. Billy Wingo. a lamp on the
Bile at his elbow, was reading a
snver newspaper. A sudden gust
owe a spstter OF rain across the
ndows. There was a soft thump
nowed by a sliding sound against
e outside door. Someone uttere1 !
a woman's voice a muffled wall
Billy went at once 70 the door and
ted the latch. There was some
ing lying on the doorstep and sill.
Emething nat moved a little. Billy
the door fly open. The some
ng was apparently a woman in
4 stress. Billy bent down. endeavor-
+ 2 10 slip his hands under her
i Ioulders. Billy bent a little tower
4d-Smash!
He's coming out Of IT," a voice
saying. Il saw his eyelids
II ker"
3Blly kept his eyes shut, although
& was now completely conscious.
believed he knew the owners OF
Il ,se three voices Sam Larder.
q lix Craft and Tip O-Gorman. He
s ened his eyes. Yes, he was right.
f ere they were, the three OF them.
I il was daylight. and a day Of
n {ashine, too. And the last thing he
& nembered was a night OF wind
8 rain.
n Glad to see you're coming
md" said TIP o'Gorman. How
feel-pretty good3"
Pretty good-constdering," re-
cd Bill. where am I and how did
& et here7"
8 You're in my house." said sam
a rder. You were-uh-brought
s re-"
Who was the woman7" inquired
ri ly.
S$ I was the woman" replied Graft
#nurely.
s That was one on me- But I'm
wonderin'. You fcilers went "a
III ot OF trouble to carry me clear
81 here. I suppose you feilers think
E III be able 10 get Dan Slfke of by
X napin' me-"
About Dan Slike we don't care
& ee whoops in hem" replied Tip
s. 7 didn't really think you did. '
Billy frankly. but knowing how
and Tuckleton-p
& NO. no. Bill" interrupted Tir
~ rily. don't go fussin' about Rafe
business is with you. Here We
Here's you"
IL BIZ. you left your Office IN Colder
last night, and took your rife
s. h you and both your guns" re-
a ned Tip. "You went 10 the stabl,
saddled your red-and-whit'
81 10 and rode out OF town"
IS Several people saw you. saw yor
S plainly that they could swear {,
Identity on the witness stand >
That's good. Con, Tippy. ole
r Ter. You've got TO where me an,
gallant steed are a-slSulking n
~ underbrush with half the tow
~ ching us like lynxes. What di,
1< % next?"
80; This afternoon youn hold NJ
|: Hillsville stage"
VIII ! wear a mask7"
II Naturally-and your horse vii
u seen, your red-and-white pint
f everybody knows. It's some
IS hg like the trick you worked ol
yer and Slike.
Everybody on the stage will b
10 swear to your clothes an
r horse and your guns. One o
j. r guns has a brass guard. Tha
especially will be rem embered
& Look here. fellow citizens, who
g TO take my part in this stag
dup" asked Billy.
. will" said Craft modestly.
s. @ your pinto out OF town las
q: ht. and I think I made a good I'm
ssion. And I have more than
liking idea I can get away wit
hold-up."
Don't doubt IT," said Bill,
Mt doubt Il for a minute. You'v
<l nerve enough. know that. an
# re- about OF a size. I-uh-
|I ight there was something famil
X< about that vest you're wearing
are those my other pants yo
g on7"
They are, and your coat and hs
hanging on hook in tn
hen"
I see I ain't gonna get chanc
my alley a-tall. Who'll arre'
my own deputies?" asked Bill!
No, we'il do that. Here's IN
y: Your horse gave out an
caught you trying TO rustic
= out OF his corral. Sam thre'
n on you, held you up and whe
Sam. Craft and I, y'understan
-ched you, we found on you
pie Of pocketbooks and Jerr
ne ,,~,t,h Tnr-Y.yfa driwfuw n