The Filer record. (Filer, Idaho) 1919-1930, 1924-03-20

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the light. again hunted his pipe.
IL must have been well toward mid
night. and the cramped position OF thu
man behind the rubbish heap has
grown almost unbearable. when. ate
many peeps through the narrow sill
at the door. Black Bogus blew out the
light and very softly slipped out OF
the cabin.
The woodsman rose. listened TO the
low swish OF Black Bogus recedine
steps among the weeds until there
came the creak OF the rails as he
climbed the fence into the Eagle Hol-
low road Opening the door with the
utmost caution. Jack slipped out and
stood listening-the steps had turned
down the road toward the village. He
closed the door and followed.
lie had not Swallowed the renegade
far until II became plainly evident that
he was a very Indifferent woodsman.
Sticks snapped under his feet. bushes
slapped back into place as he brushed
against them. and once OF twice his
boot struck the ground with a clumsy
thud. Clear down 10 the mouth OF the
hollow Jack stalked him. He took the
path that led along the east bank OF
the stream, and. when he came 10 the
fork. followed the branch that led TO
the little park.
The woodsman stole after him, TAX
ing the path himself this time and
grinning dryly at the compliment he
had paid the fellow the night before
In thinking he might notice the eroak-
ing OF the frogs. IL was refinement
OF woodcraft OF which Black Bogus
had probably never dreamed.
Down into the little park and to the
seat at Whispering spring the hulking
shadow crept; again. as on the night
before. the man crouched down
among the gnarled maple roots by tho
rustic seat.
The windows OF the red-ro0fed cot
tage were dark. The place lay serene
and peaceful. with no spark OF light
alive 10 show that Il was awake TO
the sinister web OF evil slowly weay-
ing about Il.
After an interval spent In listening,
the crouched figure among the gnarled
maple roots lifted his hands 10 his
mouth and again the lonesome wall
OF the screech owl shlvered out upon
the night. The wo0dsman seized the
favorable moment 70 steal closer and
TO conceal himself In clump OF
shrubbery much nearer than he had
yentured the night before.
Black Bogus had given his rather
clever imitation OF the screech owl
three times, and was on the point OF
giving II again, when tho parlor door
opened and the tall figure OF the
preacher. without his glasses and
with the stoop gone from his shout
ders, came out on the porch. with a
step that carried no suggestion OF
nervousness he came down
across the yard. The white butt OF
the slr-gun at his side looked as II
II belonged there.
He went straight 10 the spring; took
down the dipper. making a very obvl-
Gus amount OF clatter In doing 30;
dipped himself n drink; hung up the
dipper; turned back toward the
house; stopped by the rustic seat, and
held out his hand.
Black Bogus reached in the breast
of his coat. drew out a package. the
bunch Of bills. without q doubt-and
aid II In the waiting hand The
put II inside his shirt bosom;
.urned away; hesitated; came back a
'tep.
Bogus. be ready any night now
he hurried tones barely carried 20 the
nan hidden in the shrubbery--"there's
! barrel o. money In there. ! wouldn't
a believed any man would risk no
much about I'm, and that old. QUITO
late safe-a horse Jockey could open
l. It's all right slippin' the goats
10 patted his breast-''in among the
heep like we're doln': and it's lucky
re printed a-plenty down the river
m O. them new plates; and that was
great Idea OF mine-mussln' 'em up
q leaf mold dampened with tobacco
pit SOS they'd look like old bills. The
WI Aho'A A'oAdA tel ttAs
1T works. and we'd carry II through.
My for one thlng-Warhope He's
uspicious. / saw II that first evening
the supper table. That's why went
q that fool selnin' spree-t throw i'm
q; and that's why couldn't leave no
otes under the slab at the old cabin
) we'd planned. Where he got his
ue ] don't know. but he's got H. I
ad the devils own time bilndin' them
awk eyes Of his this afternoon.
"WarhOpe and { think Loge had
m right at the point OF a six gun and
4 I'm beat I'm on the draw.
An me-had i'm at the point OF a
nife there In the scboolhouse." the
an among the maple roots broke in
why didn't y'u let me aloner
The other whirled on him, and his
lice fhickened.
cTO BE coNTINUED)
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