The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1923-04-12
CHAPTER v.--continued.

They're through. That's enough,
said Sandy. "We amt killers"
"Got two of EN-" said Sam. "Good
shootln'. Sandy! | reckon missed
clean. fired 10 the left"
"The man who's down Is Butch
said Sandy. 'Td know his fgger In
q coal shaft. I've a bunch the other
was Hahn. Hit him somewheres in
the hand Spite his dealin' TO IA while.
Let's git out of this. They've quit"
wonder II Pllmsoll was with 'em.
How about the hawsses? Can you
whistle Pronto backY"
Reckon So" Sandy whlstled shrllly
through his teeth. After a minute he
repeated the call.
There came a sound OF pounding
hoofs. Then that OF others. coming
from tie town.
Better load up, SAM" said Sandy
grinaly 1--WE amt out of this yet.
That'll be Jim Pl.msoll's brother-in
law. likely"
Here come our ponies"
As yet they could see nothing adj
ynnclng. bnt a horse whinnied from
The plain lying between them and the
Three Star road.
"%l'rnnto.' said Sandy. showing car.
tridges into his guns.
A body OF mounted men had come
out from town and ridden fast upon
the bridge. The foremost stopped
with an exclamation at the missing
boards. All wheeled In some confu-
sion and slid their horses down into
the arroyo 10 scramble up the hank
again and y u for Sam and Sandy
just as the pinto and the roam cur
veted up TO their masters. The two
cowmen leaped for their seats. Sandy
temporarily sheathlng n CUR. They
faced the townsmen, who formed a
half-clrcle about them.
"You, Sandy Bourke an Sam Man
ming, stick up yore hands"
You got good eyesight." returned
Sandy. WHATS the idce? Ef you
shoot. don't miss. I'm holdln' tol'abie
close ternight."
His tone was almost go0d-humored,
tolerant, full Of confidence.
You was shootin' In town limits.
May have killed someone. Ag'in the
law to shoot inside the Herefo'd line.
I'm goin' to take you In"
Yen ARR" San,Iy's drawl was
charged with mockery. "How about
the Herefo'd men who stahted the fire.
works? Ell you want u guns.
Sheriff, come an take EN-. First
come, first served"
There was no forward movement.
A man wore as his horse began to
dance.
"You go hack an tell Jim Pllmsoll
20 do his W dirty wo'k, II he's got
any CUTS left TO- tryin'. Me. I'm goin'
home"
The sheriff and his hastily gathered
hand Of irregular deputies. working
In the interests Of Plimsoll. knew.
with sufficient intimacy to endow
them with caution, the general record
OF Sandy Bourke and Soda Water
Sam. None OF them wanted tn risk q
shot--and miss. Sandy would not,
Even a fatal wound might not pre-.
rent him taking toll. Sam was almost
as dangerous. They were politicians
rather than nghtlng men, every one
OF fiiem. And they were tolerahly
rertain that Pilmsoll had amhusle az
the TWO from the Three Star. The
sheriff clustered.
II Amt through with you VT. Sand,
Bourke. kknow where to find you.'
"You-an are goln' to have a might,
hard time findin' yo'se'f afteh election
BnerIff. as n Is. The cowmen ain
crazy abeui you. They might take
notion TO escor you out or The count.
limits"
You're Inside TIE tcwn line. H.
~ won't be In two minutes. Ga on
sf our. road said Sandy. his vote,
freezing In sudden contempt. II,
roweled pronfo and, With sam evel
IL the Jump. they galloped through
the Evsha1f-rin9 without opposition
korses we're 4 cl-reined aside "a II
fbem pass. Tile wind sang hS then
IL they fanxentfd IN from the rnad
a shot Iii s.xo announced The attemr
~ eor,je II save f3Iefr own fares. bu