Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1923-04-26

BY Ne 4 SERVICE ,HC
for the other fellow. But don't you
fret. Wen get started. I'll have
every man-jack in the valley down
to the Rancho Buena Vista tomorrow
night. I'll see to it, too, that we
don't make any small-town affair of
this row. l been county commits
sloner twice. l know how Acklin's
got things tied up around here. He's
strong enough down in Carson, too.
But I'll take a lot of beating before
I'm des Elections coming on soon
Tom Brand is out for district attor-
ney down in Winnemucca. Acklin
and the Anaconda Cattle Co., may
beat him. Still, he's got following.
Folks have had about enough Iot
your San Francisco millionaires."
Chapter VIII
A Narrow Escape.
1t was late twilight when Blaze
walked his horse into Bodin's yard.
Webster Greek cut across it be-
tween house and barn. Ahead of him
the house bulked dark and silent. He
sent Ny Man prancing through the
water and was about to cry out to
see if he could arouse any one when
short, bandy-legged shadow de-
tached itself from the blackness of
the house and dashed madly for the
barn.
A voice doomed from the steps
Of the house asking what he wanted.
Blaze recognized it for Bodine's.
I've got a letter for you," Blaze
answered. This is Kildare"
Blaze sat on the porch while Bo-
dine went inside to read Acklin's let
ter. lie tangled he saw some one
staring at him from the blackness
of the barn door,
"You tell Acklin my boys are in
the Buttes now," Bodine stated when
he came out. 'I'll be over 10 the
Bulls Head tomorrow"
Blaze made no effort to leave.
81 guess you won't have any
trouble finding your way back
home" Bodine insinuated to speed
his guest.
Not on an empty stomach Blaze
said with a sour face. re- pretty
near time to eat, isn't it?"
Their eyes met, and Bodine laugh
ed. .agar-
Blaze drew out chair that would
fleave him facing the window.
sit on the other side" Bodlne cut
in. "T1l be handy to the stove here,
50 | can hot up the coffee. I've got
some biscuits in the oven.
Blaze had been careful to not that
the window had been closed when ne
sat down. Yet as he finished the last
Of the biscuit he felt the first touch
of the cold night wind on the bacA
Of his neck. He knew the window
was being. slowly opened.
The shining Notwithstanding as a
mirror. reflected the troubled face Of
Bodine. Inspiration came to Blaze
Reaching out, he took the pan and
stood it OH end as if to shake the
crumbs from it; then quickly held IT
before him and caught on the pol
isbed surface the picture Of a nat
and the lower part Of the face.
With the barrel of a heavy gun the
owner of the hat was pushing inc
window open.
Bodine was quick to grasp the ac-
ton. With an oath he kicked his
char behind him and made for his
window. ?
"That damned wind comes out OF
the canon every night about this
time. Cools yor vituals off before
you've got time to get them down
He closed the window with a bang.
Had Shorty recognized an enemy IN
Kildare? When Buck turned he
found Blaze was on his feet.
"Going already" he asked. tori
between anger and fear. A break
with the Double A now would be
calamity.
"Adios, then" Bodine waved his
hands as Kildare got into the saddle.
He failed to note the tilt OF Kildare
jaw. ~,
Blaze forced My Man close to the
porch.
years ago, way up in Montana,
Bodine," he warned, 81 first heard of
the Double A. And since then when
ever I've heard cow-men speak Of it,
there is one thing they have always
said: "The Double A boys stick to-
gether." They have a habit of not
forgetting. If one Of them turns up
missing and is discovered months
later lying face down in some lonely
little canon, plugged in the back by
a rustler or gunman, they don't wait
for the sheriff. They chased "Soapy'
Smith all the way into Uutah; they
got him, too" Blaze paused. That's