The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1923-07-18

"By Cad! You and Your Partner Are
a Couple of Blooming cowards."

her might. She heard one of the
hounds whine. then the faint beat Of
horses hoofs. The beat OF hoofs grew
louder, entered the grove, then the
circle of light. The rider was Nels.
He ~dismounted, and the sound of his
low voice just reached Madeline.
Scene, it's Nels. Something doin'.'
Madeline heard one of the cowboys
call, softly.
'Send him over" replied Stewart.
Nels stalked away from the fire.
See here, Nels, the boys are all
right. but I don't want them to know
everything about this mix-up," said
Stewart, as Nels came up. Did you
find the girl?"
Madeline guessed that Stewart re-
ferred to the Mexican girl Bonita.
NO. But I met"-Madeline did not
was with a forest-ranger. An they
said Pat Have had trailed her an was
takin' her down under arrest"
Stewart muttered deep under his
breath, evidently cursing.
wonder why he didn't come on up
here?' he queried, presently. He can
see a trail"
"Wal, Gene, Pat knowed you was
here all right, fer tibet ranger said Pat
he'd wind of the guerrillas, an Pat
said If Don Carlos didn't kill you
which he hoped he'd do--then it'd be
time enough to put you in Jail when
you come down."
Hes dead set to arrest me. Nels. .
AN he'll do it. like the old lady
who kept tavern out West. Gene. the
reason thet red-faced coyote didn't
trail you up here is because he's
scared. He allus was scared of you.
But I reckon he's shore scared to death
of me an Monty
well. we'll take Pat in his turn.
The thing now is, when will that
Greaser stalk us, and whatn we do
when he comes?"
MY boy, there's only n way to
handle a Greaser. I shore told you
tibet. He means rough toward us. He'll
come smilin' up, all soci'ble like, in
sinuatin' an sweeter n a woman. But
he's tre~acherous he's than an
Indian. An, Gene. we know for a
positive fact how his gang hev been
operatin' between these hills an Aqua
Prieta. We know jest about what
tibet rebel war down there amounts to.
It's guerrilla war, an shore some har-
vest time fer a lot of cheap thieves an
o~utcasts.'
"Oh, you're right. Nels. I'm not dis
putting that" replied Stewart. IF it
wasn't for Miss Hammond and the
other women, I'd rather enjoy seeing
you and Monty open up on that bunch.
I'm thinkin' I'd be glad to meet Don
Carlos. But Miss Hammond Why.
Nels. such q woman as she Is would
never recover from the sight of real
gun-play. let alone any stunts with a
rome. These eastern women are differ
emf. Tn not belittling our western
ONE It's in the blood. Miss Ham,
mond isis
ashore she is" interrupted Nels:
..hut she's got a d-n sight more spunk
than YOU think she has, Gene Stewart.
Tn no thick-skulled COW. I'd hate
somethin' powerful TO hev Miss Ham,
mond see any rough work, let alone me
an Monty startin' somethin'. An me
MontyT stick to you. Gene. as long
as seems reasonable. Mind. ole Teller,
begin your pardon, you're shore stuck
an Miss Hammond, an o%vertender not to
hurt her feelin's or make her sick by
lettin' some blood. We're in bad here.
mebbe we'll hev to fight. Sabe.
senior? Wal, if we do you can Jest
gamble tibet Miss Hammondn be game.
To BE CONTINUEDl