The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1922-02-10
n knew that said Dale. That's

"But that amt all, by deck Went
on. ':Goff's got Saul Littleford, too.
lock, stock, barl and sights. He owns
Saul jest the same as own my old
spotted coon daws Dime. Saul he
gifts him job a.bein' mine boss, and
what other Littlefords at will stick
gifts jobs a-dlggin' the black ,di'mont at
two dolfars a day. Asides. all OF ''em
is Ito have taS big lot a. money when
the dividin,-np time comes, says Con. Z
ID Much obliged to yon. n.y. Dale ac-
sknowiedged. Lets so;, bout face,
BY I'm goin' to tie hard knot in,
that yillainous game OF Henderson
'GOff's.' a. a, %..s9!r5.s
*~1'hey reached John Moreland'ss cabin
less than IN hour. later. Morelanh
and his son had just returned from
Gainesville, and Dale learned through
Hayes that the two hillmen had shown
good Judgment and some business
sense in making their purchases.
When the evening meal was over
Dale drew, John Moreland out to the
cabin yard, where the many old-fash-
ioncd flowers made the night air sweet
with their blended doors. For a mo-
ncnt Dale stood looking toward the
very bright stars and thinking; then
he told the big man ut his side OF
Gotrs plan concerning the Littiefords,
and strongly urged the making Of
friendship between the two clans.
1.-The snake!" mumbled John More
iand.
lie appeared to be worried about it.
Tic folded his arms, walked to the gate
and back to Dale without uttering au-
other word. It was hard for him to
throw down completely the hatred OF
years upon years. Had it been any
other person than Bill Dale, astighter
after his own heart, who had asked
1t, he never would have even cOnsid-
cred it; he would have said quickly {:
wen thrash the Balls and the Lit
tlefOrdS, too"
The younger man read something OF
the others thoughts. ..r
with the help of the law" said he,
1--WE might whip them all. But it
Would mean great deal Of bloOdshed
at best. The, Littlefords are Babes
people, y'know. like Babe. You
like her, too, or you never would have
gone with her to the hospital-now
don't you?" 49,
81 reckon CANT deny" the More.
land leader muttered, at like Babe
Littleford. She amt like none o. the
rest Of 'em, Bill" f..
Dale went on: z,.".-
"All there is to do to enlist the Lit
tlefOrds on our side is this: you so to
old Ben and say to him: Let's begin
anew; let's be friends, your people
and my people, you and me- He'll be
glad You did it. Then it will be easy
sailing for us. The Balls never would
dare to attack such, q force rs the
NIorelands- and the Littlefords com
bined. Don't you sees I admit twill
be something Of sacrifice on your
part. But man like you can make
sacrifices. Any man who is big
enough to 60 down on his knees and
ask the blessing Of the Almighty on
his enemies is big enough to make
sacrifice. ,Come---lefs 60 over and see
Ben Littleford now > won't you?" !
The mountaineer didn't answer.
"You won't throttle tho cause born
in David Moreland's good heart on &C.
count of little personal pride-I
know you won't!" Dale said earnestly.
M0reland Strengthened. {
"YOu mean WE'LL" he said slowly. II
think you're one O the very best men
in the world, Bill Dale. You often
make me think O. pore David himself.
But I'm afeared ye don't quite onder-
stand, Bill: I've seed my own son die
from Littleford's bullet. TO go and
offer. to be friends with q man who
might be the same one at killed my
hoy is pow'ful hard thing to do. I'm
afeard We don't quite understand"
ut was n terrible thing, / know
said Dale. ''But it was the fortunes
of war. The Littaefords have endured
the fortunes of war in exactly the
same way. Come with me; let's 30. !
need your help; can do very little
without your help. Come, John More
land"
The hiIlman, replied slowly: swell,
I'll 20 with ye over thar. BAIT Ben
he'll hat to make the fust break ut
a-bein' friends, 'carlse I'm purity shore
1 never will. AS soon rs I git my
hat. BILL" H..
He Went to the front porch and
took from a chahpost his broad
trimmed headgear. Then the two sci
out.
They crossed an ox-wagon road, a
sweet-scented meadow, the river BY
means of the downtown sycamore
another swee1t-scented meadow aM
another ox-ws gon road, and entered
the cabin yalJl of the Littleftard chief
Here. too, mstny old-fashioned flowers
were in. bloom; cane fishingpole
slender and white. leaned against the
porch; 1t made Dale think OF
/ Babe. IN. So
H'''You witt out here" lwhiaperct
Dale, with Il hand on his companions
arm.9,''.I'll,% go in and sec If I cau per
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