The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1935-07-11

over the hill? Here's Campo with q
killing his hands thatss stirred ur
the rfmrock Ike no killing ever stirred
it-HP before. Here's HE, maybe The
only man that knows a thing that
would hang Campo higher than buz.
zard. Is that reason for going over
the hill or not? But tell you I'd have
stayed through If | hadn't seen him
going TO pieces right In front OF my
eyes. When fear comes into q man
nobody's safe"
I'D give thousand dollars" said
Kentucky, ito know If you're telling
the truth"
For moment Joe St. Marie dropped
his gesticulating hands and said moth
ing. Then suddenly-"Give me my
saddle he babbled, land let me gol
| can keep my mouth shut. | tell you
can forget ever worked for the Bar
Hook ! | can forget | ever set eyes
on the rim Let me get out of this
Godforsaken country and you'll"
For G-d's sake shut upn said Ken
lucky. He was feeling. not less than
two thousand years old. and very
weary of the world. But he did not
hesitate over his decision. Have you
got any money!" he said In a dead
voice.
No"
Take your saddle on your back" he
told ST. Marie. How far Is 1t to the
nearest place where man can borrow
a horse?"
sNine-eleven miles,"
Take your saddle on your back and
walk. And your bed-roll too. Borrow
you a horse. See that that horse dies
running-and never let me set eyes on
you again."
For moment st. Marie sagged. the
| steam taken out Of him by the sudden
realization that he had got out of his
box. But true to that dark strain In
| his blood, he had no word OF thanks,
no word for his luck; his next remark
was In the form of complaint.
Il can't walk all that" he said. That's
long days walk. And carrying sad
die and bed-roll--"
you've got better than two hours
before morning" said Kentucky.
you'll borrow that horse as the sun
comes up. Have they got a phone
| there?'
NO.
Good"
But look--lf they ever catch up
with me they'll have me back here for
| horse stealing"
YES" said Kentucky. Il wouldn't
trust you loose II didn't know rhered
be hi on your heels as you 60
Kentucky pulled off his gloves and
looked through his pockets. He found
six dollars In silver carr wheels, and
tossed them onto st. MarIe's blanket.
I've got just one more thing to say to
you,h he said. IF ever | see you
in this country agaln--go for your iron.
because I'm going TO gun you down.
And II ever Campo Ragland Is tried
for murder, no matter on whose say
so-even II you've kept your mouth
+! shut-Ill hunt you down II II takes
lifetime. You hear mey'
you'll have to come deep into
Sonora" said st. Marie, III you want
TO see me again"
Il don't. Help me get this horse Off
the TRAIL That bullet through his with
ers Is going to make him draw unfa-
vorable notice. II he's found"
Kentucky got the stee-dust pony he
put his lass-rope on the dead horse and
with the assistance Of Joe St Marie on
foot dragged the carcass to point
from which 1t could be pitched over
drop, out of sight of the trail until the
coyotes had time to do their work.
Give me my gum said st. Marie.
I'll have to tell them | broke my
horses leg and had to shoot him-and
what Will they think If | have no gun?'
TEL them you had to take your
rope and hang him |"
Kentucky wheeled his horse to the
trail. and began the long return plod
to the Bar Hook; and the first faint
srayness of another day was showing
al the earths edge as he came out of
liightman's gap.
1t was noon when he got back to
the Bar Hook. When he had unsad
died and fed his ridden-nllt pony he
lost no time In heading for the kitchen.
Here he was woting cold meat and
equally cold potatoes, when Jean found
him.
The pallor Of fatigue Increased the
look OF fragllty that had altered her
since the death Of Mason, hut her
self-sufliclcncy seemed to have re-
turned overnight.
Perhaps she had been able to present
that Illusion to the others all along.
For little while she had allowed Ken
lucky TO see what a blind drift of
doubt, fear, perhaps despair. had pos
sessed her; but now the bars were
up, shutting him out again
She said In a flat, injurious voice,
Have a good ride?"
That stopped him for a moment.
i.asr>nIght he had held this girl In his
arms-not momentarlly. but tor-w what
might have been an hour; and later. In
burst of smoking temper he had
left her standing I'm the snow with
fpnrS unou hpr nhaaf.r JIn had y,l