White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1923-02-11

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them. I've done my duty
Driving on about a block I over
took three hoboes ard allowed tEen.
to ride. Two crowded in the seat
with ME and the other got on he
running board. In less ttan a hin
dred yards the super six whizzed by
is at forty miles an hoar.
Get tell outa here!' shouttd to
my passengers. Il gotta 90 back.
That's a stolen car.
Backing off the grade to swing
around as my trio alighted a fivyer
chug-chugged by, the said hivver con
tanning the union official and the deaf
town marshal. Two clouds Of dust
spread out like a pair of comet tails
and assembled skyward. How that
fivver did chase that super six, How
that super six did gainl We were
headed that way and followed down
the broad canyon on the east Wa
satch slope. Another cloud ascend
ed. | did not know what to make OF
it and the super sixers probably the
same. 1t proved to be a band OF
sheep. AS / met them | did not ex-
pect it TO be a question as to how
many dead ones might be counted.
but how few live ones. But all that
| saw were alive and as the pursued
and pursuer are presumed to have
held 10 the highway l give up as to
how it happened. The clouds all but
passed from view. In seven miles
we entered the little town OF Cotton,
a former division point. Everybody
stood in the street.
"Stop'r, Stop'ri" shouted Rine-
hart, the road supervisor and ex-of-
ficio town marshal and deputy sher-
if, to me. His great eyes bulged out
as he came up on the left. Beside
him were women dressed in pants
and skirts, old and young. | knew
them all as l did Rinehart. and they
ought to have known me, for l had
been there often enough.
Where did you pick up them
three fellers?' demanded Rinehart.
oh they amt the ones that stole
the car" asid /. II am the n that
reported 1t. Didn't the super six and
the Ford come through here?"
asked.
mo, no." shouted the road super
visor and the bloomer-clad posse in
chorus.
Now what kind of a car is this?'
said n of the aged females as she
went in front of the radiator of my
truck to examine the monogram
The idea of trying to make the old
wreck out a super six: felt swelled
up.
My reporting il at the summit had
caused ii to be wired all over.
Well, it proved that the super six
had turned eff on the only road, one
going through the little burg called
Winter Quarters, and up TO Schoield
The super six had passed Winter
Quarters in contempt. but approach
ing Schofield it stopped on the bridge
at the edge of town and had another
calm" Then the flivyer drove up
and the super six men took to the
sagebrush. The union official and
deaf marshal shouted Halt"
The striker and marshal were un-
armed. The bandits climbed the hill
at case. Soon came the Schofeld
town marshal and a posse. They
took after the bandits. The latter
entered n clump of brush They
stayed there awhile and concluded
to o on. The marshal ordered
them to halt. They did not. lie
shot at them and missed. His was
the only gun in the outfit. In brief.
the super six was recovered.
Myself and companions did not
go up the Schofield road. As we con-
tinued toward Helper I said to them:
If YOU fellows had been riding
with anybody but me. or had been ON
a coal car or a-foot. you would have
been in jail right now"
And if this should appear as a
scenario. do Won see where |, the in
former. would have landed II the
corpulent old girl with the pants on
should nave had her way?
narrowing experiences" are get