Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1924-09-25

Lee swung out and to one side
landing clear as the big brute fell. He
did not understand. He had ridden
the animal hard but certainly moi
hard enough for this. And then he
saw and his eyes blazed with anger
He had heard no shot, nothing beyond
the metallic pounding of the shoe
hoofs on flinty road, but there from
an ugly hole in the neck the saddle.
horse was pouring out it's blood.
"Smokeless powder and a Maxim
silencer!" muttered Lee, his eyes tax.
ing note of the ten thousand possible
hiding places OH the cliffs
In his ears there was little whine
as a second bullet sang it's way by
his head. Again he sought to locate
the marksman, again saw nothing but
crag and precipice and brushy clump
He took time for that thing which
came SO hard to him, sent a bullet
from his own revolver into his horses
brain, and then slipped out of the
clearing into the shelter of the pines
1.-TWO miles left to the border line, 2
he estimated it. "Afoot."
Stiff from the saddle, he moved on
slowly for little. But as his muscles
responded and warmed to the effort
he broke into a trotting run.
For the second time that day he
heard the whine of a bullet. He
thought that the shot came from the
cliffs just at the head of Squaw
Creek canyon. But he could not be
sure. He'd make the climb tomorrow
and see about 1t. Now he'd keep
right on moving. Little used to
travelling save on a horses back he
was shot through with odd pains
when at last he came to the border
line fence and the waiting horse.
Tommy Burkitt held it for him while
Lee mounted.
Somebody up on the cliffs, head
of the canyon painted Lee at Tommy S
amazed expression when Lee carae
running into sight. KILLED my horse
Go after him, Tommy. Tell the other
boys" And on he went, pounding oslt
the last fifteen miles, the canvas bag
beating against his side.
Judith, in the courtyard, watched
him ride in. She looked swiftly at
him from the watch On her wrist. Fer
eyes frightened. l: lacked seven
minutes to six. AS Rud dropped che
canvas bag into her hands she flashed
at him the most wonderful, radiant
smile that the long horseman had ever
seen. She gripped his lean, brown
hand In hers.
bud, you're brickg'' she cried.
Mrs. Langworthy had Just come out
with Hampton, Trevors and the major.
Judith turned from Lee to Trevors
but managed to keep half an eye ON
Mrs. Langworthy.
"You see, it's pay day with us, Mr..
Trevors," she said quietly. "And when
pay day comes We pay our men at
six o'clock in spite Of hi and high
wateri'
Bud Lee, leading his horse away,
turned for a word "A man killed q
horse for me today" he said very
gently, and his eyes rested steadily
upon Trevors "I9 1 ever get him, or
the man who put him up to it. I'm
going to get him right
On the Blue Lake ranch there WIS
more than one man ready to scott at
the idea Of robbery like this one,
frank enough to voice the suspicion
Its just stall for time ~ So much
had last weeks rumor done for them,
preparing them to expect something
that would set aside the customary
monthly pay day. But when they had
seen Charlie Miller's bruised head and
heard his story; when they had sat
on their horses and looked down at
the animal which had been shot under
Bud Lee, they were silent. And, be-
sides, when long after dark they came
in behind Carson from a fruitless
quest, their pay was ready for them
as formerly, in gold and silver
Trevors, with little to say to any
one, took his departure in the fore,
noon, extracting from Hampton the
promise to ride over and see the lum-
Der camp some day soon.
judith, held at the Office by a LOT
of of-the-month details, did not
get away until close to eleven o'clock
that morning. Then she rode swiftly
down the river, a purpose of her own
in mind.
Just below the Lower End settle
ment she came upon Doc Trip. He
was in one of the quarantine hog-cor-
rails, his sleeves rolled up, a puzzled
look of worry puckering his boyish
face.
"What's up, Doc?" asked Judith.
Don't know, Judy. That's what
gets my mad up. Just performed an
autopsy on one of your Poland China
gifts"
"Found it dead?" asked Judith.
"Killed it," grunted Trip. "Sick.
Half dozen more are off their feed
and don't look right. A mans always
afraio IF tho cholera And" StIlh-