The Filer record. (Filer, Idaho) 1919-1930, 1923-09-06
CHAPTER lx-continued.


B.
Her eyes traced the rugged blur
!. hopelessly; TO attempt scaling that
would only bring her into full view
Z yet there was a fringe OF thick
bushes below into which she might
plunge. This seemed the only hiding
. place available, and she crept through
the thick fringe Of brush into the
shadow. The two horsemen came
slowly. cautiously. mp the slight slope.
staring about them susplclOusly. yet
finding nothing al the summit but a
bit OF trampled grass 10 tell that the
spot had been occupied previously.
Deborah, secure in a cleft OF the
rock behind a five-foOt screen OF
chaparral. erouched motOnless. with
ears strained 10 detect the slightest
sound. She was unable 10 see, but
could hear plainly. and there was no
difficulty in recognizing the voice Of
Sanchez.
Whatever do you suppose has be-
come of them. JOSEF" he asked com
plainIngly. "They were to have come
yesterday. you tell US. and yet they
are not here"
But someone is, senor-see. there
has been camp made"
THAT was the guard; the ranch
brand is on the pony grazing yonder;
/ took note as we rode by. I wonder
where in HI the fellow has gone?
But he has naught 70 do with Case
beers outfit The gulch is empty, ex-
cept for the lad we met below"
And what does he do in here. /
senior? Who was it you call himY
Sanchez laughed mirthlessly.
Hiding out. Jose; there is no rea-
son to fear that guy. He's the Kid"
The Frisco KidT" Sure, hear
OF him. They say he held up the Los
Colos stage
Sanchez laughed
"'Tis not all they say. He is the
DEVILS own. II half the tales be true
a smooth-sp0ken boy enough, but not
the sort to make sport o. Meager
knows him-ayel" and he slapped his
knee roughly at the happy thought.
"snd that is why the lad Is here. no
doubt l have Il now; Bob could not
come himself. Jose. so he sent this
fellow. But why the HI didn't he
tell me, wonderT'
who tell you-the KidT"
either one Of EN-: like TO know
What I'm bein' stacked up against on
job Ike this Casebeers lucky. but
lis outfit this trip would be a mighty
ich haul II he should happen to fan
Iown."
"GunsTr
"Ammunition. and booze FOR villa.
ONE combination that Il IS 10 20
yer the border tonight. and a nice
'ad OF money comes back. That win
2 the KIDS job. perhaps. II Meager
oesn't show up By dark: We haven't
ny orders beyond here
"lou think Senior Bob maybe would
nd him 10 bring back the money!
sure: It's ffty-ffty with Casebeer
nd Frisco Is all right He's square
they make 'em. I've always heard
aises HI. OF course. now an then.
u he never doubie-crossed anybody.
mt that him rOundin that bluG
Inderf sure IL is-ridin this way.
n roin' 20 ask him straight when he
- here
Deborah. frightened by what she
ard, lifted herself slightly 50 as 10 Tn
? better Up the narrow valley. The
preaching horseman was IN plain
Nv. and. even az that distance. the COZ
] had no doubt as % his identity. an
r very heart seemed 20 cease beat. lie
, a. she knel;. anxiously watching thr
approach. the horse ioring stead dri
the man svay'ng gently 70 the No
vement q the animal who. In see
ID was he-ihis Daniel Keiieenf 50
; Frisco Kid-f Was he real Cas-
n N whom sire could irust and be-
Fe7 IN whose honor she could COZ afi'
= bac
lr was be what these ruf7ans 80 J
htentiy proclaimed-an outlaw. a tive
perado q the frontier. an ESCAPED e..
N. hiding from Justice. ana even wa;
engaged IN the committaI OF siici
ne7 These fellows took II for ran
nted that ae wns present on the Z
% criminal mission a. themselves. VIII
had dr<be-zfeiy isft her. and rode I
y seeking traces OF Cashiers iuds
Z In the vslley-seeuinSly there brou
no escape from the one conciu- cam
: that be was part Of ths coz csm