Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1923-10-25

breast-tbat I've pain which so
shamed her. But almost instantly, as
second glance showed an agony In
B0nita's face, her bruised arms where
the rope bit deep into the flesh, her
little brown hands stained with blood,
Madeline was overcome by pity for
the unfortunate girl and woman's
righteous passion at such barbarous
treatment Of one Of her own sex.
The man holding the bride of the
horse on which Bonita had been bound
was at once recognized by Madeline
as the big-bodied, bullet-headed guer-
rilIa who had found the basket Of wine
in the spring at camp. Redder of
face, blacker Of beard, coarser of as
pect, evidently under the influence Of
liquor, he was as fierce-looking as
gorilla and as repulsive. Besides him
there were three other men present,
all mounted on weary horses. The
one in the foreground, gaunt, sharp
featured, red-eyed, with pointed
beard, she recognized as the sheriff OF
Ell Cajon.
Stillwell saw Madeline, and, throw
ing up his hands, roared to be heard.
This quieted the gesticulating, quar-
reling men.
"Wal now, Pat Howe, what's drivin'
you like q locoed steer on the ram
pager demanded StillweII.
keep In the traces. BILL" replied
Have. you savvy what come fer.
I've been bidin' my time. But I'm
ready now. I'm hyar to arrest Grim
inal."
The huge frame Of the old cattle
man jerked as If he had been stabbed.
His face turned purple.
what criminal7" he shouted,
hoarsely.
The sheriff ficked his quirt against
his dirty boot, and he twisted his thin
Lips into leer.
"Why. Bill, knowed you he'd no
good outfit ridin' this range; but I
wasn't wise thet you he'd more'n one
criminal"
"Cut that talk! Which cowboy are
| you wantin,to arrest7'
Hawe's manner altered.
"Gene Stewart" he replied. CURLY.
ION what charger"
Fer KILN a Greaser one night last
fall"
$50 you're still harpin' on that?
Pat, you're on the wrong trail. You
| can't lay that KILN onto Stewart.
The things ancient by now. But If
you insist on bringin' him to court, let
the arrest go today-we're havin'
| some fiesta hyar-an' I'll fetch Gene
In to Ell Cajon."
"Nope. reckon I'll take him when
| ! got the chance, before he slopes"
I'm givin' you my word" thun-
dered Stllwell.
| II reckon i don't hev to take your
/ word, Bill, Or anybody else's."
| Stillwell's great bulk .quivered with
his rage, yet he made successful Eff
fort to control It.
"See hyar, Pat Have, ! know what's
reasonable. Law is law. But In this
country there always has been an il
now . safe an sane way to proceed
with the law. Mebbe you've forgot
that. I'm a-goin' to give you bunch.
Pat, you're not overiiked In these
parts. You've rid too much with Z
high hand. Some Of your deals hev
been shady, an don't you overlook
what I'm sayin'. But you're the sher.
IL, an I'm fespectin' your Office I'm
respectim' 1t this much. II the milk
Of human decency Is 80 soured in your
breast that You can't hev kind feel
In, then try to avoid the onpleasant-
ness that'll result from any contrary
move on your part today. Do you get
that hunchy'
sStillwell. you're threatenin' an Of
acer," replied Have, angrily. II come
to arrest hmm. an I'm goin' to-"
$50 that's your camel" shouted
Stillwell. "we-all are glad to get you
straight, Pat. Now listen, you cheap.
red-eyed coyote Of Z sheriff You don't
care how many enemies you make.
You know you'll never get Office again
n this county. What do you care
now7 It's amazin' strange how earn
est You are to hunt down the man who
killed that particular Greaser. /
reckon there's been some dozen or
more killin's Of Greasers in the last
year. Why don't you take to trailin'
some Of them killin's? I'll tell you
why. You're afraid to go near the
| border. An your hate of Gene Stew
art makes you want to hound him an
put him where he's never been yet
| In jail. You want to spite his friends.
Wal. listen, you lean-jawed. skunk
bitten c0yotel Go ahead an try to
arrest him r.
Stillwell took one mighty stride OF
| the porch. His last words had been
cold. His rage appeared to have been
| transferred to Have. The sheriff
had begun to stutter and shake
lanky red hand at the cattleman when
| Stewart stepped ont.
Here, you fellows, give me .
chance to say 4 word"
AS Stewart appeared the Mexican
| girl suddenly seemed vitalized out Of