The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1923-05-03

machine You aim on takin' her out
of the county to the railroad ter
morrerr she asked. what school is
she goin' toT"
"We amt settled all the details,
said Sandy. "But we'll do that all
right. Wen git ready soon's we can.
Meantime. we'll keep our eyes peeled
ter-morrer against any order from
Hereford"
Miranda waved farewell as she
called out. Good luck!'
"Some sport" announced sam.
That's the kind of woman you sh'ud
have married, Mormon"
Molly, excited now, demanded audi
ence.
when do we start?" she asked ca
gerly. "Will you wait till they come
out from HerefordY"
81 got to think out things bit,
Molly" said Sandy. zone thing Is
sure, you got to tuhn in an git good
rest. Eff we slide out 1t won't be NIL
n pleasure trip. I reckon Plimsoll
means business. An he's sure got the
county machinery behind him right
now"
II can take Grit?"
"W'uldn't want to leave us some
thin to remember you byY asked
Sandy. "Somethin' to help make sure
you'll cone back?'
Molly regarded Sandy soberly, her
fingers twinirs through the dogs
name.
you'd be good to him-same as
you air to me? Oh. I'm just plumb
mean to ask you that. know you
w'ud. Hes goin' to be Jest as lone
some rs me for bit, amt you. Grit?
He allus slep' with me, cuddlin' up.
an" She gulped, Strengthened.
Good night" she said. "Come,
Grit"
The three men sat silent for a mo-
ment or two after she left.
shes sure stem-wlnder," said
Mormon presently. How you goin'
TO fix to get her away. Sandy?"
II got plan warmin' up" said
Sandy. Nearest to the county line
is west through the Cabezas range.
aim to git to the railroad an then me
an Molly'll make for New Mexico"
"Huhv
you guessed II, Mormon. For the
Pecos river an Boyille an the Red
ding ranch. / reckon Barbara Red
dng'll handle the thing. She'll git
Molly, her outfit an she'll know oil
about the right schools"
Mormon brought his hand down on
Sans thigh with a sounding whack.
"Dern me, eff he amt the wise oil
son of a gun," he cried delightedly.
"Surei"
Barbara Redding. once Barbara
Barton of the celebrated Curly o, was
a bright star In the mutual armament
Of the Three Star partners. They had
all worked together on the Curly o
In the old days. Sandy had been fore
man there. Once he had rescued Bar
Dara Barton from horse rustlers with
a grudge against her father, and once
again he had rendered her even
greater service when members of the
same crowd kidnapped her two-year-old
son, whom Barbara Reddlng had
brought on a visit to his grandfather.
Sandy had trailed alone and brought
N the 'll'l son of "a gum" as he styled
he youngster. There wns little that
Barbara Redding and her husband
wealthy rancher, would not do for
sandy.
"1've got an itch to give Plimsoll
IN his pals run To- their money"
vent on Sandy. AN here's the way
flgger to do 1t. in the rough. See
What you all think Of It."
Suhdued outlaws rose from the
porch In through the open window Of
he room where Molly Casey lay wide
awake, the dog beside her. Presently
she heard the martial strains of Sans
larmonlca cuddled under his big mus
ache, played one-handed.
They're good" she said to Grit.
AN they've fggered out something
Dr. they wudn't be actin thataway.
You an me got to be game"
Next morning, breakfast over be-
fore the sun was well above the peaks,
while desert birds were still rising,
shrlll welcome to the dawn,
Sandy went about humming snatches
Of cowboy songs just above his breath
rs he oversaw the arrangements for
the exodus that was to be- not so
much flight as deliberately cal
rulated laying Of trail for the pur-
suit. He was In high humor as the
blackboard was creased, team of
Ducksklns given special feed and a
rundown and various articles gath
ared for transportation. Among these
were spool Of barbed wire and
dozen fence ports.
His spirit was infectious. Four
riders, Jumping TO his orders. tossed
Dadinage among one another like
ball Mormon and Sam, seated on the
top rail Of the corral fence, openly
admired their partner.
Like old times. Mormon? ?" suggest
I'd Sam.
Sure Is. reckon Wen have some
fun fore the days out. Got yore gun
oiled up? Here's Molly"
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