The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1925-04-01

II protecting her from the pair Of rui
II fans whenever they made their az
| pearance.
| But he could not afford to take an.
action which would give the clue t
his status and activities; and apar
from that, he wanted to keep In touch
with the two men, In case they coult
furnish any clue to Pelly's where
abouts-if he were alive.
Some time early in the morning he
fell into restless slumber. from
which he was partly aroused by the
sound Of horses hoofs Gathering In
the yard He wondered sleepIly
whether this was an early departure
or some belated arrival. and then,
turning over, managed to lose con-
sciousness for an hour or two longer.
At last, when further sleep had be-
come impossible, he sat up, struck a
| match. and looking at his watch, dis
covered that II was nearly six o'clock.
He threw his blankets over his arm.
stepped over the sprawllng limbs Of
the sleepers, and went out to the
stable where he watered his horse,
afterward kicking his heels about the
place until. In the first glimpse of the
| dawn. the squaw came shufiling Into
the kitchen.
Lee went In. Get me a cup Of cot
fee and a piece of bread" he said.
putting a flfty-cent piece into her hand.
"Thst'll be enough for me. I've got to
be moving"
The woman filled the kettle from a
pail of water on the kitchen table.
Lee asked:
"You know that girl who came last
night?"
me not know um." the squaw
grunted. as she set the kettle on the
stove
Don't know what time she's leav-
ing, suppose?"
"Glrl um gone Gone at four
O'clock" grunted the squaw.
Lee whlstled softly. That was her
horse that he had heard. then. She
was losing no time, whatever her bust |
ness and destination might be. Lee
fdgeted while the coffee came to the
boil. and had just gulped down a cup
full and taken a few bites at the bread |
and butter which the woman gave him
when the landlord came sleepily in,
and Lee took the opportunity of set
Ting his bill.
well. you're shore of early"
grumbled the fat proprietor. Say.
she beat you to 1t. thought"
"Who ~ she?" Lee inquired
Blamed eff l know. Nobody here
ibouts seems to know her. But
'hucks, Little Falls amt more'n three
,r four year old Guess she's the gal
# one Of the old-timers back from
chool or college. Or she'll be goin'
lp to the Moravian mission, like as
lot Yes, sir that shore must be it.
She wouldn't be goin' to any Of them
ooch-runners up to Siston lake"
That's Railways joint, isn't it?" +
$50 they say" A cunning look
anne into his eyes, 81 guess we amt
otherln' our heads none about that
rec Trader outfit since they're there
D stay. No, sir, 1t don't do to know
20 much about Captain CarcaJou,
ow that the police is In with him." e
Lee almost betrayed himself as he
.ruggled not to display his lndgna-
ON. "You mean the Il. G. nj. P.'s
cen bought by that scum in Mont
al ?" he demanded. ass a
That's what they're sayin' In these [
ere parts. See here, stranger eff that
MT so, why don't they git after that
nptain Carcajou as they calls him?
on heerd what he did to that camp :
Indians last summer? Shore Well. ;
amt sayin' nothln' and l amt speak
for meself, you understand I'm
lily sayin' what other folks say. Why.
ere's two of Railways gang in this S
re hotel"
"You mean the big breed and the
d-headed man?"
ashore l do" The landlord winked
him. "Hooch-runners from Siston
Se" Ill
'What're they doing here?" asked Ell
o. at
Il guess they amt here fer no good
ats why | was wishin you'd had ST
: sand TO stand up to 'em last night, ex
yw tel