River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1923-07-12

Sam and Mormon had lined I'D now
with Sandy. There was no mistaking
their intention to use their gurs But
the exhibition had been quite suffi-
cient. With one accord the men raised
their hands shoulder high and began
to shuttle down the hill, regardless Of
their equipment which, having been
paid for by Plimsoll, they regarded as
of much less value than the necessity
for departure.
Scattered like bunch Of coyotes"
said Sam.
"Sure did," agreed Sandy. Minute
they stahted talkin', stead of shootin',
/ knew they was ready to stampede.
They'll beat it to Plimsoll an well see
Jest how much sand he's got in his
craw."
s.Think Plim'll show?" asked Sam.
"Got tor quit" said Sandy. "That
bunch of jumpers he got together'll
spill the beans unless he makes some
play. Let's take rasear an look at
Casey's workings"
Patrick Casey had run IN a tunnel
from the face of his discovery. It's
mouth had been closed by timbers fit
ting closely into the frame of the hori-
zontal shaft, forming, not so much
door, as a barricade, that had been
firmly spiked to heavy timbers. This
had been recently dismantled and then
replaced, as recent marks on the
weathered lumber showed. Sandy
looked at these places closely, frown-
ing as he gave his verdict.
"Some one monkeyin' with this in
side of the last month";" he announced.
Like as not it was that bunch of East.
erners. They'd figger the camp was
abandoned an consider themselves
justified as philanthropists into Dustin
open anything that looked good-like
this tunnel Yes, sir" Sandy went on,
warming to his own theory, "it w'udn't
surprise me if this warn't the mine
they sampled which Plimsoll finds out
is the real stuff an clamps on"
''Well," said Mormon, wen have a
chance to ask him in minute. He's
comm up with that crowd of his
rangin' erlong an their HAIR liftin'."
The three partners met the Jumpers,
now headed by Plimsoll, on the border
of the claims. The gamblers face was
livid. 'You four-fushers get or this
ground" he clustered. you're claim
ing to represent Molly Casey's rights
after you've kidnapped the girl and
sent her out of the state. 1t won't get
you anywhere or anything. I've got
half interest in these claims and I've
plenty of witnesses to prove IT.
81 don't believe yore witnesses are
half as vallyble as they might have
been before politics shifted in Herefo'd
county," said Sandy. "You amt got
written contract an it w'udn't DO you
mite of good If you had, fur as I'm
concerned Because I've been duly an
legally appointed guardeen to Casey's
daughter Molly an Pm here to repre-
sent her interests, likewise mine. I've
got my guardianship papers right with
me-"
"A HI of lot of good they'll do
| You in this camp" sneered Plimsoll.
Representa- her interests. I'll say
| you are. an your own along with
'em." A laugh from his followers
heartened him. IF the camp ever
hears the yarn of your running off
with the girl and now, with her tucked
away, coming back to clean up, I've
notion they'd show you four-fushers
whore you've sat In to the wrong
game. Why :"
Something in Sandy's face stopped
him. 1t became suddenly devoid of all
expression, became a thing Of stone
out Of which blazed two gray eyes and
voice issued from lips that barely
moved.
"Tve got notion, TOO, Plimsoll A
notion that it 'ud be good days work
to shoot you TO- foul-mouthed, lynn,
stealth crook You've called me a
fo'-fiusher twice, an the only way to
prove fo'-flusher is to call TO- show
down I'm doin' it,
The words came cold and even,
backed by grim earnestness that i'm
printed itself on the lesser manhood
of the jumpers as a finger leaves it's
print in clay. They shifted back a
little from Plimsoll, circling out as
they might have moved from man
marked by pestilence. He stood trying
to OUTAGE Sandy, to keep his eyes
steady.
you pack yore gun under yore coat
flap" said Sandy. II don't know how
quick you can draw but aim to find
out"
He handed one of his own guns to
Mormon, announcing his action lest
Plinlsoll might mistake 1t.
"Now, them" he went on, 81 once
told you / looked to you to stop any
gossip about Molly Casey. Same time
Butch Parsons an Sim Hahn got huht.
You don't seem able to sabe plain talk
an I'm tired of talxin' to you, Jim
Plimsoll. Me, I'm goin' to roll me a
"a 90 A.,