The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1923-04-19

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cut or a pass through the mesai'
Dam 'fino. One things sure an GER
tain. Them feIlers from the Three
Star usually know where they are
headln'. Trails plain"
"Sure Is" But Jordan scratched
his head a trife doubtfully. II Sandy
Bourke and his chums had been tipped
off, this trail was a little too plain to
be true.
They're on about us gettin' the pa.
pers." said plimsoIl. He had not said
much on the trip so far. Toe much
talk nowadays. BOurke sabes that
getting the girl out of the county
won't do any good he aims to get her
out of the state and any Arizona court
or sheriff Jurisdiction. He's the brains
Of the outfit. We've got to get her.
Jordan"
"You amt telIin' me a thing | don't
know, jim. But there's one thing you
can tell me. Is that tip you got about
Dynamite a sure one?'
PllmsOll. sitting beside Jordan
flashed him a look of contempt.
ID you think I'm chasing this girl
| because I'm stuck on her? One of
the party with this eastern crowd
dropped into my place and talked.
Here Is where | get back the money
| put up to grubstake Casey"
Jordan gave him a grin Of derislon
You an yore grubstake," he jeered
PllmsOll said nothing more.
mo shootin' In this deal" Jordan
warned. Come to a showdown,
Bourke won't buck the law soon's we
show papers. So longs ha amt been
notified the court is maxim a ward
of the girl they amt done nothin'
wrong. Buff he r~eslsts, that's diff
%ferent."
Il amt goin' to he awful anxious
to start shootin'," said Jim. SANDY
BOurke's a twohanded lead hinger
an Soda-Water Sans no SLOUGH. Nei.
Tiers Mormon. Me, III be ~peaceable
less it's forced on me otherwise"
They entered the split in the mesa.
The floor was fairly smooth, swept
clean by occasional cIoudbursts, save
for the skeleton of a tree and another
OF a too-far wandering steer, both
blanched white as the a~lkali-crusted
powders. Ii was nearly level going
and the car pounded along, all the oc-
cupants looking for trail sign.
Keep an eye peeled FOR rain,' said
Jordan. I'D sure hate to get caught
In here with a c~l0udburst."
Ahead was an abrupt turn. Jordan
slowed. Making the curve. a fence
stretched across the gorge, reaching
rier of barbed-wire. strung on patent
steel posts. Jordan bral;ed with emer-
gency. The sight of yuGh a fence in
such a place was as unexpected as
the sun-dried carcass of a steer would
be on Broadway. Plimsoil and Jordan
cursed. the former in pure anger, the
latter with some appreciation of the
stratagem for delay.
1--WE can tear II down quicker'n they
fixed It," he said. 'Tve got a pair Of
nippers in the tool kit. They can't
have driven in those posts deep.
Come on"
A voice fioated down to them.
"You leave that fence alone, gents,
il you please. | went to a heap Of
trouble putin up that fence. It's my
| fence"
They looked up. to see Mormon
seated IN the top OF a great bowlder
that had land-slipped from the cliff
into the gorge. From thirty feet above
them he looked down. amiably enough,
though there was a CLINT Of blLed
metal In his right hand.
Jordan advanced TO the foot of the
rock. producing his papers.
II have q bench warrant here To
bring into court for the appointment
of a proper guardian, the child Molly
Casey, she being a minor and without
natural or legal protectors. I've got
yore name on these papers, Mormon
Peters, as one of the three parties
with whom the girl is now domiciled
| warn you that you are obstructing
the process Of the law by yore actions.
You put up that gun an come down
here an help to pull down this fence.
Illegally erected on property not yore
own. Otherwise you're subject to
arrest"
"That Is sure an awful long speech
TO- a hot day." said Mormon equally.
"But | don't sabe that talk at all.
Molly Casey amt here, to begin with.
Nor she amt been here. An | don't
sabe no obstruction Of the law by
settin' up a fence in a mesa canyon
to round up broomrtails."
One Of the deputies snickered.
"Broom-tailsg" cried Jordan. "That's
too thin. There's no mustangs hangin'
round q mesa like this. 'thout feed or
water" He flushed angrily.
You never kin tell about wild
hawses. DR. even branded ones" said
Mormon pleasantly. ASK PlImsoll.
He picks 'em up In all sorts OF places"
Piimsotf cursed. Mormon still held
hrs gun c~onspicuously. and he re
strained his own impulse TO draw.
"You come down an help remove
this fence" Jordan shouted IN at the
smiling Mormon. ''or I'll start some
thing. II amt on yore property and
it's hindering the carrying out of my
warrant" q
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