The Snowflake herald., 1923-04-27

own land. I'm the adventurous one or
| the Bailey family, though you mlghtnt
guess 1t to look at me-, she said with I
twitch of her lips. "Plimsoll amt
got much love for me- He figgers | |
| lost him his license an his brother-in-
law sheriff his badge He's right. | |
did. | figgered you'd not he anxious
/ to let him have his own way about
Molly's claims an I lowed I'd like to /
be along an see the excitement. Me
an Ed here'n stake off suthin' for
| ourselves. I'd jest as soon git some
| easy money as the rest Of 'em."
Sandy after swift word of apology.
turned away toward the bunk house.
Mormon, with sweeping salute from
his bald head to his knees, voiced his
opinion.
"Marm," he said. you're dyed-in-
the-wool sport an | admire to trail
with you. But that flivver IL sure
bust its cinches with we-all ridin It.
I'm no jockeyweight. fo' one"
It'll stand up We've got to make
time"
With orders to Buck, with some pro-
visions, ammunition and few tools,
the hurried start was made. Mormon
clambered to the front seat beside
young Ed, Miranda Bailey sat between
Sandy and Sam. Whatever lack of en-
ergy the lank Ed Junior displayed on
his feet, he eliminated as a driver.
The springs creaked, chirpings arose
from various parts of the car as 1t
ran, but he coaxed the engine, per-
formed miracles at bad places in the
road, nursed the insufficient radiator
surface and kept the flivver at SIM
mer.
They made the dOwn-road as the
sun rose above the run of the eastern
range, so jagged it seemed trying to
law back the mounting sun. Ever in
view below them lay the intermountain
valley in which the camp had been 10
.ated There were a few tents, some
wagons and picketed horses, and there
we're a great many machines parked
at will. Here and there unbroken
glass in the windows flung back the
sun. Suddenly smoke jetted from
tumbled chimney, other puffs followed
and steady vapors mounted. Ant-liSe
men emerged from every house, gath
cred in little knots, busted themselves
with the horses, hurried back to break
fasts. Faint sounds came up to the
travellers.
"W'udn't think that place had been
dead as cemetery fo' years?' COM
mented Sandy. 'Stahted up overnight
like an old engine. That's the hotel.
with the high front. Furniture all in
it an in the cabins. Most of the fix
lures left in the saloons, an there was
d plenty Of them Two hotels. five res
tyrOnts seven gamblin' houses, twenty
two saloons an the rest sleepin cab
ins. That was Dynamite. When they
git It busted off and started up it'll
run Ortermatic."
"Cuttin' out the Saloons" said MI
= randa.
"Tm not so sure of that said Nor
mon, turning in his seat. "You-all want
to remember, maam, that this is an
incorporated town an that there's
allus a shortage of law an order for a
whiles wherever there's strike, gold
oil or whatever it's Eighty per cent OF
the rush is a hard-Shelled lot an erlone
with 'em is smaller bunch that
thrives best when things is run haphaz
ard. There'll be ticker down there. an
it'll sure be quickfire ticker at that. II
you weren't the kind you are" added
Mormon, IT'D tell you that down there
amt no place fo' a wOman!'' y
"Meanin'?" snapped Miranda Bailey
in hnP
showed of compliment accepted.
"Nfeanin'," said Mormon, that, e
you'll take 1t 'thout offense, you-all ali
plumb up-to-date When wimmen tool
up the ballot figger they wasn't on!
ready fo equal rights, they knew hoV
to git 'em. side from the shoOtin' ent
of it. I'd say you was as we'll equipped
as any man to look out fo' yore owl
interests"
II "Thanks," replied Miranda. Il sup
nose YOU mean that as compliment
Also know one end Of gun from an
st other an l can hit barn If it ain
a hyin'."
N They rolled down to the valley an
% over the dusty road to the camp. Be
fore they reached the main street ca
I'd passed them from behind with rusi
er driver and passengers reckless, whooI
he ing as they rode. one man waving
I'd bottle, another firing his gun into tn
OF air.
hit That's the kind tbatll tigger to ru
"a Dynamite fo' while" said Sand!
IL 'Tll bet there amt twenty old-timer
in the camp-real miners, | mean.
er The street was alive with changin
II. groups, merging, breaking UP to liste
st to some fresh report of strike. @
re opinion as to the prospects. Thei
ld were no women in sight. The me
tn were of all sorts, from cowboys
OF their chaps, who had left the rang
ng for the chance of sudden wealth,
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