Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1934-06-14

ing them to Forlorn Valley at an ex-
orbitant rate.
Il have here a petition to the county
board of supervisors, requesting per-
mission TO organize the Forlorn Valley
Irrigation district. 1t Is necessary
that every farmer In the valley whose
lands are susceptible to inclusion
within the district should sign the petit
ton before this meeting adjourns. This
way, my friends. Don't crowd"
Nate Tichenor walked quietly upon
the platform. bowed to Babson. and
then to the crowd 81 am that Nate
Tichenor of whom you have Just
heard" he began.
Throw him outl" a voice cried
harshly.
A dead cat sailed over the heads
of the crowd and struck Nate In the
face Overripe tomatoes and cante-
loupes followed In q veritable barrage
and, as with N voice, the crowd
shouted: Throw the outlaw out.
The dirty killer, throw him out Does
he think we're crazy7 Kill him
Lynch him. Tar and feather himl"
THAT'S right" a voice cried shrilly.
II was Henry Rookby's. I'VE haven't
any tar handy. but up the street .
block they're spreading crude oil to
bind the top dressing OF gravel on the
highway. Give him 4 bath In that
spill a feather mattress over him and
send him back to Eden Valley"
There was a rush OF a dozen men
toward Tichenor. They swarmed over
him. punching and kicking him: pres
emily. bloody and disheveled, he was
ON their shoulders and they were run
ming up Valley Center boulevard with
him. with the crowd following. At the
tail Of the crowd Henry Rocky fitted,
cheering on the work.
$50 you organized this, did your"
Lorry kershaw's voice spoke In his
ear. "Tagl You're outr" And she
brought the barrel of her pistol down
on his head. He screamed and stag
gered and with the fury of a vixen
she struck him again and felled him to
the pavement Then a huge form
thrust into the crowd.
"Gangway, animals" RUDE Tenney
was roaring, striking out left and right
with his guns and clearing a path for
himself and Lorry. who. with drawn
pistol. guarded her %henchman's rear.
A man grabbed at her weapon and In
stantIy she fired. the bullet taking
effect iD the mans leg.
At the sound OF the shot the crowd
scattered like quail To left and right
they fled, Into shops and vacant lots !;
and up the street Tenney and Lorry
saw a dozen men splitting crude oil
over Nate Tichenor, while another
stood by ripping open q pillow. This
one Lorry Kershaw dropped where he
stood. while Rube Tenney ran for
ward and commenced smashing into
them They dropped their victim and
closed In on Rube: they got n Of his
guns and beat him over the head with
1t; when he fell they kicked him. But
not for long L0rry K~ershaw. stand.
Ing forty feet away, brought her gun
up five times: five times she fired
and in the center OF Valley boule-
ward RUDE Tenney lay, face down,
with five men stretched around him.
Behind the girl Henry Rocky and
one other man were stretched.
Swiftly the girl reloaded her gun
and came down the street, seeking In
the crowd on each side for Silas Bah
son. They knew whom she was seek
Ing, knew that the blood of genera
lions of fighting Kershaws famed In
her veins and that, III she found Bah
son. she would kill him.
From his office In the little town
calaboose Bill Rooney waddled forth,
six-shooter In hand. .Put up that gun,
Miss Kershaw." he commanded.
You're under arrest"
$50 you took pains to hide yourself
while this outrage was being con-
summated. didn't you, Rooney You
knew 1t was going to happen. The
whole thing was planned" She
brought her gun up and fired Rooney's
high pinched hat flew Off his head and
he scuttIed back to the haven of his
jail office. leaving Lorry KeFshaw 10
parade down q side Of Valley boule-