Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1922-08-12

4 never saw them before, sir" said
the old man. II guess they amt from
these parts. from the looks and the
ways of EN-"
There's a new lot come up from
4orkton lately. Maybe they shifted
these to the Pas when they sent some
Of the Pas men on to Clayton" Wilton
reflected. He turned to Molly. ANY
way, Wen start bright and early" he
said. Il suppose Wen have TO have
those fellows company as fer as Clay
/ ton. But l wonder" He caused II
wonder whether Joe would forgive me
for leaving him in the hands of
strangers for while, If 1t were for
kitty? he muSed
The two policemen came in. looking
/ surly and communicative as ever.
After a hurried meal, ca ZEN almost in
silence, Molly said goodnight to VIII
ton and went into the caretaker's
room. AS the door closed behind her
Wilton saw the two men look after
her. The constable whispered some
thing to the sergeant. and both
chuckled.
Wilton's blood was boiling, but he
controlled himself This was for Kitty,
and his debt to Joe.
The policemen prepared to lie down.
Andersen was already snoring upon
the floor. The half-breeds, however,
mad not come in, and Wilton, going to
the stables, found them curled up
among the huskies.
You fellows had better come into
the shack" he said, unless you want
i TO freeze"
Papillon refused. "Tnem d--n dogs
will fight each other" he said, eff we
don't-stay here"
"Just as you like" said Wilton.
1t was not unusual for rival teams
Of huskies to attack each other, but
such antipathy generally developed
from the first, and the dogs seemed
contented enough. He went back to
the shack and lay down, turning over
in his mind what he was projecting,
hut he was utterly worn out. and fell
/ asleep before he was aware Of it.
When he opened his eyes it was al
ready dawn The policemen were
dressed and standing outside the
shack, conversing In low tones An
dersen was peeling potatoes for break
fast. Wilton heard Molly moving with
in the room, and his doubts fell from
him. He had been upset by the surii-
ness of the two men he had had vague
suspicious not justified in fact lie
determined to put his proposal to
them.
He walked over to the sergeant who
was just re-entering the shack with
his companion.
Il suppose you fellows are thinking
Of starting at once, after breakfast"
he suggested.
The sergeant looked him up and
down. That's about the size Of IT,"
he growled. Got any objection2"
Wilton resolutely ignored the af-
front.
1--WE got important business in Clay
ton, affecting Mr.. Bostock's interests"
he said. at is very important that his
death should not be known there until
midday tomorrow"
The constable, who was leaning
against the door post, chewing the end
of twig. started slightly. Peters
fixed Wilton with his crooked stare.
Rather a nervy thing to propose,
Mr.. Carruthers !" he sneered.
n~rIo hrvA
affecting Mr. Bostocks wife" said WI
ton, loathlng himself for making the
request, but nervlng himself to do 80
by the thought Of Kitty. "If the news
of his death reaches Clayton before
the time I've mentioned, some people
who are antagonistic to Mr.. Bostock's
interests win jump at the chance to
turn It to account. II will mean a
heavy loss to Mrs. Bostock. You've
come long way, and you could quite
reasonably wait tn afternoon on ac
count Of the dogs. That will bring you
in before noon tomorrow. And--if you
can see your way to II. you two won't
be the losers"
The sergeant eyed him more .nso-
lentiy than ever. so THAT'S the pro-
gram, is tn" lie an vered "Weli, Eecp
your mind easy. The news won't be
known IN Clayton tonight, nor torn0r-
row neither. We amt going to Clay
ton"
you're not, Ell? Then where the
devil are you goIng:" cried Wilton,
nettled almost beyond endurance at
the mans demeanor.
'We're taking Joe Bostock's body
back to the Pas" retorted the ser
geant. That's what we come here
for"
"The Pas? This Isn't IN the Pes
Jurisdiction "
"It amt, chi Perhaps IT'S in yours,
then1"
"See here" cried Wilton IN exas.
peratlon, clayton has It's own police
detachment. as you know perfectly
wen. Your route doesn't Tie IN this
direction. Joe Bostock's homes there.
He's going to be buried there And his
body isn't going to be dragged here
and there about the country by a
couple Of fool policemen. TIL make
things pretty warm for you n you Try