White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1926-03-19
Continued from last week.
CHAPTER 35
A Roundup


A Roundup
well, Taggart," said the sheriff,
here we've spent most of the day
around Sierra Diablo on the trail
you give us, and we haven't picked
up your man yet"
He's probably around somewhere
near" replied Taggare. We'll get
him yet"
The men of the posse had become
restless They had spent too many
hours on the fruitless quest.
Taggart himself was becoming in
creasingly irritable and nervous. On
the one hand he felt that Buck would
get ahead of him and get the treas
ure, and he was beginning to despair
of his last desperate effort to secure
it for himself by enlisting the aid of
the sheriff. On the other hand, he
began to feel that perhaps he had
made mistake-he was beginning to
have a premonition that something
would happen to queer his game. He
was becoming panicky with fear that
his own deeds would be shown up,
and he wanted to break away from
the sheriff's party, and flee. He was
even ready to forsake all hope of the
treasur, and would have been content
to simply escape, If he could only
think of reasonable excuse for quit
ting the sheriff.
The men at the head of the posse
shouted, and spurred their horses.
Ahead of them they saw a group OF
horsemen. They started in pursuit.
Taggart hung behind, then turned
tail, and fled in the other direction.
He had scarcely started when his
way was blocked by racing automo.
bile. 1t was the rangers Car with
Mary, Bud, and Jack. Taggart turned
white with rage and fear as he con.
fronted them. Bud and Jack drew
their guns on him, forced him to halt
turn about and go on with them.
The horsemen the sheriff's posse
had gone In pursuit of proved to be
Bucks gang of rustlers, belatedly on
their way to join their leader. AS the
car came up, the men of the posse had
them all covered with guns, and Sc
cured their lassoes.
Further down the road two men
were coming toward them on foot
One trudged before the other, who
had him covered with a revolver. The
possee, with their prisoners. were
waiting the arrival of these two.
Sheriff, make these people let me
co." Taggart cried, almost hysterical
covering at bay under the revolvers
Of Bud and Jack. What right have
they to hold me up-what's the idea
here?"
The two figures on foot, now run
ming, came up. The one behind will
the revolved, hearing Taggart's mis-
eIdDlo Willie, SuOuCcu.
Hold that man Taggart, sheriff
he's the man you want above all"
1t was Terence, marching his pris
oner, Buck, before him.
Taggart shivered in fear, but daret
not move under the menacing pisto
muzzles pointed at him. Two Of thu
deputies now thanked him.
Terence pointed accusingly at Tag
CART and shouted:
There's your arch criminal, sheriff
-robber-forger- MURDER
ER-Spade Sinclair, who calls him
self Topaz Taggart."
All listened In amazement, as Tel
ence went on:
'He drove John Marshall from tn
Bar M, and prosecuted his daughte
in the hope Of possessing the Yaqu
treasure found on it.
Years ago, with the same lust 70
this gold, he-he killed my father.
"And it was Taggart-Spade 81,
clair-who murdered Black Benwel
This girls father, John Marshall,
Innocent"
Its a let's a lie!" Taggare wa
shrieking.
mo 1t anti saw you do both tn
Killings" yelled Buck Mcleod. Gar
II you think I'm not goin' to turl
states evidence now and try to say
some of my own hide-you double
crossin' cur, after the way you figure
to trim Newell, We gotta anothe
think comm"
Lies, lies, lies," Taggart continue
to wall.
Come on, Sinclair-Ta shou
ed the sheriff, you'll have a chanc
to prove what's lies and what's tn
truth before Judge and jury"
If there's anything left of Teggar
when you get through with him here
sheriff" Terence put in, "Uncle San
wants i'll"