White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1924-10-24

Continued from Last Week)
They came to the crest Of the east
erly hog-back above MacI"tyre Creek
and there Mount Jaffery doomed
above them. Walter gazed up at its
sides and saw that the great cone was
newly powdered with snow. And
when they came to the SEVENTH
mine wagon road he shouted loudly:
Sheriff! Sheriff."
The sheriff, in the lead, held up a
hand for the string to stop.
What is it?" he hailed, turning in
the saddle.
The Wolfer sided his horse past
the string.
IT'S just this, sheriff." he explained.
Il have a bunch Of extra horses left
up in the high meadow under Mount
Jaffery, and it occurs to me that I'd
better go and head them down."
They'll have to wait there till you
get to Jaffery. You can come for them
again."
Il am a prisoner? Eh?"
We'll, don't put it that way. Only
I'd advise you to keep riding along.
Cant be done, sheriff. Horses are
horses"
Horses can watt" said he.
The Wolfer shook his head.
"They have been up there too long
They will be as thin as rakes. There's
not enough feed on that high mea
dow"
well, If they are cayuses they car
rustic"
"They can't" said the Wolfer. :"
don't know if you've ever been VI
there?" he added in tones of inquiry
Il have" answered Sheriff Bow
definitely.
Then you know what that meadow
is like"
II do. They can get out Of 1t AM
go rustling. What's your game, any
howe"
Game nothing! And they can't &c
out. You may remember the stee.
narrow place at the near end?"
The sheriff nodded.
well, put bars right across Their
to keep them from straying on tina
way"
Then they can 60 over the divide
You've used them for packing owe
there, and when they eat that gras
they'll just naturally keep on"
But they can't. The gap at tn
far end of that meadow is mighty ma,
row, maybe narrower than it wa
when you saw 1t last. There has bee
a tremendous windfall turning prett
near all Of the far gap into mes
of natural fences, high, too. And
made it all as safe as corral-bars, wit
logs, where 1t looked as If thes
horses of mine might get through. NJ
there's no game about 1t. My par
ner, who took them up last, didn't e:
pect we would have to keep thel
waiting all this time, and he left
like that"
They'll have to watt" said tt
sheriff.
The VOTERS head suddenly thru
forward and the expression on b
face was virulent.
Sheriff." he said, I'm going. Dal
1t, doesn't horse rely on a man? L
you think I'm going back on them
Man, you're crazy!" said the she
if.
Sure. I'm crazy. OF course ar
L put no faith in men such as I p,
in dog or horse. I'm crank. T.
crazy. A man in his senses wouldu
worry about horse! OF course no
He'd only think himself bound to {
his duty to his follows-and
wouldn't do that! He'd only Ia
about doing It, Well, I'll see W
later"
The sheriff clapped his hand to h
gun and raised it.
Come back!" he said.
"I'll come back down the road aft,
you, with my horses" the Wolfer r
piled, needless Of the revolver levele
at him.
Come back right now!" the sherl
rasped.
The Wolfer looked over .his shot
der. The wild expression passed. H
face fell grave. sombre, sad; and the
came that twinkle Of a smile TIL
seemed to be in the very lenses of h
| glasses. He flicked his heels light
| to his horses tanks and rode on, st
looking over his shoulder, still SIN
ing so.
Sheriff Bow watched him go, the
turned to his two prisoners.
. "And now, you fellows" said h