Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1924-05-15

square" the other SnaFicd, "a Esoro
the Devil Invented T. Throw Men
OF Guard"
m'self. You was careful t. git-her"
his eyes were again drawn irresisti-
bly, toward the concealed household
"out Of danger t'night, and low y'u
never aimed t. hurt Pap Simon and
y'u amt takin' away nothin but what
y'u brought. 1t would kill-her, If she
knowed 1t was you that done-this"-
he swept his hand toward the scat
tered money, the open safe, the dead
robber; glanced in the direction of the
churchyard, where lay new-made
grave-"and worse. You could go
'way-a while, and then comeback"
He paused; his eyes hardened But
the next time y'uve got t. come
clean"
The eyes of the other turned in
every direction except toward the man
fell.
Where's Belden?" Jack suddenly
asked.
The other started; glanced at the
open window-a bit uneasily, as it
might have seemed.
HE didn't show up, that's all I
know"
did they know who y'u-are?"
The man addressed glanced down at
the hnddled body on the floor; frowned
In the direction Of Eagle hollow.
Cattle like them-h-lt"
The woodsman frowned at the
words, but apparently decided to pass
them over.
'"Then-nobody needs t. know" He
dropped half-opened hand toward
the body Of the fallen robber. He's
enough t satisfy Jerry Brown, and one
more mark ag'in' i'm won't make no
difference t Black Bogus now"
Still watching the window, as well
as the man leaning on the door Of the
safe, he picked up the ruins Of the
ivory-handled gun-being careful
to hunt the pieces that had scattered
about the room-and dropped them all
into the pocket of his hunting blouse
lifted the tall hat from the floor and
| held 1t forth; motioned toward the
! open window.
The other took the hat; put it on
| with curious elaboration; stared hard
! at the scattered money; stepped
around the body Of his dead associate:
crossed the floor and, closely followed
by the woodsman, who still watched
him narrowly. crawled through the
window and stood in apparent stolid-
ness. as IL waiting to be told what to
do next
| The woodsman, no little ranked
that his offered clemency-an offer
that had cost him much to make-had
been received with cold, even naughty
indifference, dropped to the ground
behind him and stood moment sound
ing the night. Except at Uncle Nick's,
where Mrs Curry probably lay tossing
| with anxiety, not candle was alight.
He closed the window and turned to
the stolld figure in front 81 him.
I'm givin' yu time to warn Loge
| Belden off and take t. the woods-if
| y'u're quick. When think the times
up, I'm amin t. fire off Pap Simon's
| shotgun and rouse the village. This
house will be put under guard might,
and t'morrow all that money will be
took t the city and put in the bank,
where 1t ough' t. ben long ago''-a
| thought Of the mountain girl CRYING
under the window the night before
crossed his mind, and his voice grew
! crisp and cold land il y'u never
come back, wy, thatll be soon enough
f'r me; but if y'u do, y'a've got t. come
I clean"
A black scowl swept the bearded
| face Of the other; his eyes glared, dan
gerously. Warhope-the bound boy
that he had committed yhe blsnder Of
20 vastly undertaking Ne half tsrned,
a muttered cath on his4lips but mas
tered tie outburst, ana with the air
Of mar who bowed u circumstances,
strobe across the yxgd, nursing his
shatteredshaRd AID fslAhliag the elab-
crate frs& csat absst}hjA.
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