White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1924-07-25

Tile WHICH ne lHlu Oh Iu0 COuugei,
departed and brought back two 9th
ers. He was certainly methodical.
"I'll have this one," said Walt.
Dandy peep-sight."
Gall right" said MacIntyre. "Yep.
There comes time Of life to every
man when he requires peep-sight on
his shooting-iron."
Got any six-guns?"
MacIntyre looked sharply at him.
Have you short-arm house-pro-
lection license?" he asked.
Nope
MacIntyre took off his spectacles
and put them on the shelf behind him.
Then he turned back.
what was that you said? What
was that? Let me see. The print on
these licenses is too small for me If
don't have my glasses. Show me your
license. Guess these stringent laws
about short-arn guns are designed
chiefly for Bolsheviki and Bohunks,
and not for a&man like you, Mr.. De-
war. But I got to see some kind of a
license. Show me your short-arm Ii
cense. l lost track Of my spectacles"
John was on the point OF telling the
old man, taking him for absent-mind-
ed, that he had put them behind him,
but promptly, with faint twinkle
through the gravity Of his own spec
tacles, Walt again produced his peck
etbook and again showed his license
the ordinary license for carrying a
gun, in the ordinary sense of the word.
"That your license for a. six-gun?"
asked MacIntyre. Cali right. can't
see good without my glasses. Take
your word for it,"
MacIntyre set on the counter a re-
volver in a shiny yellow holster. Walt
extracted it, cooked it, whirled the
chamber, "broke" it and then with a
fling Of his hand, holding the gun"
out, snapped it shut. The next item
was cartridges, and then came the
addition of the bill.
"And where will you have them
sent?" asked MaeIntyre in the best
manner of the departmental store.
Again a passing twinkle was in the
Wolfer's spectacles.
"Ill come right here for the whole
jag in the morning with the pack
horses"
"All right, Mr.. Dewar."
Cali right, Mr.. MacIntyre."
Good night, sir"
Good night, SIR"
By the time they passed out the
night had wholly fallen. 1t was a
great cool darkness, with the browl of
the creek loud in the quiet. At first
their eyes, new from the light, were
aware only of utter dark. Then they
saw the sheer black silhouette of hills,
and tree edge against dark blue,
and the stars sprung out as If sud.
denly thrown over the sky. Shuffling
their feet before them they felt at first
for the path; then it showed itself
They came back to the bridge, and
crossed to the hotel or way-house. The
light from its windows made two
clear-cut splashes of gold on the earth
before it. A yellow spot of light rose
and fell. The odor of tobacco came to
them.
James, sitting smoking cigar be-
fore the door, was ready for an even
ing talk on the old days before turn
ing in. They talked of Big Prairie
lchiefly, and named names unknown
to Jack. He felt the vast peace and
quiet Of the night. The smell of the
woods, the big timber, was rich, elat-
ing-also it seemed soporif1c. His
eyes grew heavy with sleep, but the
snap of mountain chill combatted with
sleep for half-an-hour. The cigar butt
was crushed under heel, the pipes
knocked out, and they went indoors
where Nancy was not visible.
Somehow or other Jack jumped to
the conclusion that she was "peeved"
at Dewar for sitting outside talking
to her father so long instead Of sug-
costing an entry.
"How's the time? Time to turn
in?" asked Dewar.
II don't know" James glanced at
his watch Huh! Nine o'clock"
Then Nancy came in. Perhaps she