Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-03-25

cQmpi1CaLlOn WnlCH RES FlAen ny EtA'
son OF Grandfather Jasper's death, Il
sary Of the syndicate to get on tbs
ground quickly, prepared to. foreetal1
by purchase, guile, or, IN the last re-
sort by iorce, any attempt OF the
dudley heirs to pry into things they
were not to be permitted to know.
The pushing of the fight for posges-
sion to the final and prpperty-de-
ter that Beasley was able q explain.
"Ye see, it was a case o. fish r cut
bait, and do it quick" the marshal
explained. 1T he could run you folks
OUT, pronto, and get possession afore
anybody come along to ask q lot O.
p'inted questions, he stoed about one
chance in q dozen to lie out Of it
some way. If you-all got killed in the
scrimmage, he'd scatter his men in
the woods and try to make me b'lieve
that you'd got done up tryin' to run
him Off"
would YOU have believed himr' I
asked, grinning across the table At
Beasley.
IT'D a-been a question of vee-rac-
tty, as the court says; with maybe
You and Hi Twonbly too dead to tes-
tify."
At this Daddy, who had been eat
ing like a man half-starved, put in
his word.
II reckon you can't get at them
ealoots higher UP, Stannie, but If You
don't shove Charley Fullerton ju9t
about as Tar as the law Ill allow, I'm
goin' to call We a quitter."
|. At that moment Jeanie had just
I, brought in another heaping plate OF
looking at her whenNI replied.
Wen see about the showing a 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, Beas-
ley, the last man in. the world from
whom help could come, I should have
said, looked me squarely in the eyes.
"Stannie Rroushten|f that's your
name-you amt so dad-blamad crazy
as o look and act" he remarked.
Moneys what talks. Are you aimin'
to swing onto this thing with your
own hands?-for keeps. l mean; not
to sell it out to the first set O. mimi
sharps that along?"
'sure!-you said it: I'm going to
keep 1t and WORK it-after I get out
OF the jail where you're going to
land me for pinching that inspection
a and getting it smashed. Why
else did I start out bNndfolded to hunt
for a girl a horse and q dog?"
he let the latter half of my reply
go without comment; charging 1t up
to some last lingering remains OF the
greatness, perhaps.
Well, let's see about where you'd
crack your whip first" he invited.
'Th part of It is easy I laughed.
What l dom know about the prae-
teal end of the mining job would load
a waEon Ill pitch out and hunt ms
up a real, for-sure miner, Of course"
'Nothini SO awfully crazy about
that" he granted. Then: What's tho
matter with Hi Twombiy, here, for
your boss miner ?",
Not thing In the wide world
except that he can't. be because he il
going to be my partner in the DEAL.
Now you're talkin' a whole heap
k a white man." said the desperado-
ish one. "Dog-goned IL I don't b'ueve
you are white! What do you say to
job?"
I took just one little glance at Dad.
dy, and the mild blue eyes said ..yes.,'
But you've set me under arrest,
Mr.. Beasley." 4 pointed out. Just Il
see what he'd say. you can't very
well close . business deal with your
priseneE, can ,youT
XIII tvp'r three birds With the one
rock.iI he mumbied, examining the
stripped half of his breakfast finishing
corn cake into his scapacious mouth.
III chase you down to Angels and
turn you over to the majezty o. the
law.-the same pstn. ~ name old
Squire Dublin. Then I'll Jump nay
JOB g sertins ont the bad anges from
amongst the good angels ana 60 out
and rustic your bail. Time old Bill,
Dubbtn'ss ehswtn' ever the law In sich
seses made and pesvided-nke he's
bound to do--Il scrape up Q bunch q
men and staEt EN- mp hereavays 70
begin on the REPAIRS How does all
that strike you?"
Il my laush was 4 bit grim thers
Wa q warrant for II,
III strikes me ffstE Ii the empty
pocket my good ffisnd,"' ! told him.
vet at this present moment
couldn't finance ono solitary, lone
tome c.rPsnter.-7t (. M EathinS Of =
I'M Il
ooas.assd AleesdaH Pyea4ng.