Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1925-10-14

| gers the gamblers, the tin-horn sports
ana sure-thing men. Incidentally, see
what you can do about the king-pin
OF them ALL Bull Franniston."
Inc sheriff rose from his desk and
walked forward.
10 be a little careful about how
made accusations, young fellow" he
said rather caustically. I'm the first
place, you're the one who's been ac-
cused, you know, not Mr.. Frannis-
ton"
II" Staring surprise swept Rogers
face. what"
He stopped. The door had opened
and dusty deputy had entered, slap
ping his wide-brimmed hat against his
thighs,
"Got that fellow out there who
pulled that shooting" he announced.
Hes in pretty bad shape. Whatu
l do with him?"
The sheriff turned.
PUT him in the big cell where he'll
have plenty of light and air and no
kick that we pulled third-degree meth
| q.
talked to the district attorney. He
says to book him for investigation to-
night and that he'll make out the in
dictment against him first thing in
| the morning.
"All right" The deputy had seated
himself at the desk. "TIl just make
out memorandum of 1t, to remind
him."
Good. Put 1t there on my hook.
| Now" and he turned back to Rog-
ers-"as for you, just put it under
| your hat to walk straight and narrow,
or I'll have you in here too! Make
all the charges you want to, call me
every name you can think of-the
more the better. That doesn't inter
fere with me enforcing the law, and
I'd just as soon arrest you as your
deputyw
my deputy" Then the eyes of
Bart caught the writing Of the nota-
ton which the undersheriff was hang
ing on the hook. 1t read:
bud Tarko, deputy marshal, Bel
laine, Wyo, Charge, arson and assault
| with intent to kill"
half-hour later Bart found him.
self again on his horse, hurrying
through the night on the return to
Bellaine.
In the first place, he knew that he
could look for no aid from Sheriff Ora
ham Of Warrington. On the contrary,
the arrest Of Bud TarkO, on the COM
plant of Franniston and his crew, was
extremely good evidence that the sher-
iff would be a hindrance and not q
help. With the thought Bart straight
ened in his saddle and whistled slowly.
Was that the reason why every gam
| bier, every woman of uncertain NOR
ais, every con man and crook knew
in advance the name of "Bull' Fran
niston as the man between, the per-
son who would take their tribute and
in return be able to guarantee them
safety from arrest?
An hour later Bart had told the
whole story to Tom Jordan, the mayor
wait until II get my check book"
he finally announced. "I'll put my
signature on few pieces of paper
and give 'em to you. Then want you to
take my machine and go back to Man
nington use my name at the bank,
| and make arrangements to have 'em
call me if there's any difficulty. When
Tarko comes up for arraignment, bail
him out and do it if it costs twenty
| five thousand. In the meanwhile I'll
see what l can do about getting my
lawyer in Cheyenne to come on here
and then We'll have a little battling
| from a legal standpoint"
Then Bart spoke, his hands half
raised and clenched, his eyes glisten-
ing with new hope, new enthusiasm.
"I'll be blamed if we're whipped
| yet !" he ha'r-shouted. "If / ran get
Tarko out and bring him back here,
| and if he's half the man l think he
is, mayor, we've just begun to fight !"
what is it? Speak it up, son!'
/ 81 can't" The features of Bart
! Rogers were beaming. "But it's a
| hunch-and if it pans out! Give
me those checks! Tell me where
can get that machine want to get
on the road and start thinking over
| tho "details -