Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1931-06-18

They 1olted on. Gin slept. a little
ball OF WEAKNESS. In the back of the
wagon. Isaiah drowsed beside Sabra.
She must have dozed off, for suddenly
the suns rays were sharply slanted,
and she shivered with the cool OF the
prairie night air. Voices had awak-
ened her. Three horsemen had dashed
out OF little copse and stood In the
path OF fancey's lead wagon They
were heavily armed. Their hands
rested on their guns Their faces were
grim. All three wore the badge OF
United States marshals, but there was
about them something that ANNOUNCED
this even before the eye was caught
by their badge OF office. The leader
addressed yancey, his voice mild, even
gentle.
"Howdv..
"Hnwdy."
where you bound for, pardner?"
Dosage"
The questioner's hand rested lightly
on the butt OF the six-shooter at his
waist. What might your name be?a
"Cravat-Yancey Cravat."
The spokesman's face lighted I'D
with the slow. incredulous smile OF
delighted child I'll be doggOned p
He turned his slow grin on the man at
bis right, on the man at his left.
"Yancey Cravatl" he said again, as
: though they had not heard. Il sure
am pleased to make your acquaintance.
Heard about You TIL | feel like /
knew you"
why, thanks replied Yancey I'M
usually modest and laconic. Sabra
knew then that Yancey was playing
one Of his roles He would talk as
they talked Re one of them.
Amin to make quite stay In
Osagei"
Aim to live there
Go on. I've notion to swear YOU
In as deputy marshal right now, darned
II | amt. Citizens like You is what
we need. and no mistake. I.awy'in'f,
I'm planning TO take M my law
practice in Usage yes Yancey an
sWered, "and start a newspaper as
we'll"
The three looked a little perturbed
at this, They glanced ut each other.
then at Yancey, then away, uncom-
fortably oh, newspaper. huh?"
There was little enthusiasm in the
marshals voice well, we did have
newspaper there for little while In
Usage, bout week"
"A daily"
"A weekly"
There was something sinister In
this. What became Of it,"
Well, seems the editor-name OF
Pegler--died"
who killed him."
little shadow OF panied surprise
passed over the features OF the mar
shall. He was just found dead one
morning on the banks OF the Canadian.
Bullet wounds. But bullets Is all
pretty much alike out here. He might
a killed himself, plumb discouraged
The silence fell again. Yancey
broke 1t. 1.-THE first edition OF the
Oklahoma Wigwam will be off the
press two weeks from tomorrow.
He gathered up the reins as though
to end this chance meeting, however
agreeable. "Well, gentlemen, good
evening. Glad to have met YOU
The three did not bulge. what we
stopped to ask you said the spokes-
man, In bis gentle drawl, was, did
yon happen to glimpse feHff ffaefl any
where on the road? They're nesting
somewhere In here, the Kid and his
gang. Stole four horses, robbed the
bank at Red Fork. shot the cashier,
and lit out for the prairie. Light
complicated, all Of EN-. The Kid IS q
slim young fella, light hair. red hand
kerchief, soft spoken. and rides with
gloves on. But then you know what
he's like, Crayat, wells / do
Yancey nodded in agreement.
"Everybody's heard OF the Kid. No,
sir | haven't seen him. Haven't seen
anybody the last three days but Kaw
on pony and a bunch of dirty Chey-
ennes In wagon. Funny thing, I
never yet knew bad man who wasn't |
light complected-or, anyway, blue or
gray eyes,
"Oh, say, now!' protested the mar
shal, stroking his sandy mustache.
Fact. You take the Kid and the
James boys, and Tom O'phalliard,
and the whole Mullins gang"
How about yourself? You're pretty
good with the gun, from all accounts.
And black as crow"
Yancey lifted his great head and the
heavy lids that usually dropped over
the gray eyes and looked at the mar
ehal. That's So" said the other, as
though in agreement at the end OF an
argument. Il reckon 1t goes fur kill
ers and fur killers OF Killers.
Well, boys. We'll be lopin'. Good luck
to VOC
Z Good luck to you /" responded Yam
cey, politely.
The three whirled their steeds spec-
tacularly, raised their right hands In