The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1935-08-01

gray silhouette. with emily The fed-gold
oaekHght upon her hair to give her fig
nre color; and the shadows half con-
cealed the culver Of her lips, the pal
Tor of her face. But shadow could not
hide the tormented intensity of Der
eyes.
"You-you'll never delIyer up Ken
lucky Jones |"
Campo's voice rose to a thunder.
And why will | not?''
"Beeause-when you do-Ill tell
them all the-the truth I"
Her fathers face went empty as he
stared at his daughter, as II faced by
an enormity too great for him to COM
prehend. For moment he wavered as
If his mind refused comprehension.
like horse refusing a Jump. what
TRUTH he managed to get out at last.
What are you talking"
Jeans voice broke, all but hysterical,
cut him down. "You-you know-what
truth If | tell what | know, It's you
that'll be hooked for the murder OF
Mason I"
Watching Campo, Kentucky saw the
boss of the Bar Hook fold up. All the
strength and aggression went out of
his Wide lean shoulders, and ragged
palsy came into his hands. "Why, Jean
- he faltered; "why-Jean-shan-"
His daughter stood rigid, shoulders
up. and arms stiff at her Sides her
eyes wide with the glazed brilliance OF
frozen waterholes as she watched her
father. Then her breath caught In her
throat, and she began to sob brokenly;
and her face streamed with the tears
that had been held back for SO long.
Child, child" said Kentucky softly,
you didn't need to do that"
Jean cried out, Don't talk to me |
Don't"
The telephone ripped the quiet apart
with whirring clamor.
Kentucky stepped to the phone and
took the receiver down. "Well?"
who's that?" came the small voice
over the wire.
Kentucky Jones, at the Bar Hook"
This Is Floyd Hopper. Kentucky,
you sure got me up In the air. There
ain't any question about Islanders
was killed with the gun that was found
In his hand r.
"Well?"
ITS your move, Kentucky. BY Cd,
1t sure Is time this thing was cleared
up! What goes on here, man7 Put
name to it!'
Jean said In a strangled sort OF
voice, rs that the sheriff."
Just minute. Hopper" Kentucky
said, and turned to JEAN.
"What-what are you going to dot"
what can | do7 Your father has
stampeded us all. II I'd had another
week | could have gentled this thing,
but now the whole works has blown
up under us. All we can do Is try to
ride 1t through to finish, now /" He
turned back to the phone. Are you
there, Hopper?s
Yes, I'm here"
Go get Ted Baylor. Arrest him II
you have to, but get him. Give dep
uty the Job of keeping hold Of him,
and don't let him out OF your sight
until this thing Is cleared np!"
I've already got Ted Baylor" came
the sherlff's voice from Waterman. II
had that from Campo before you called.
What's the matter with you fellers
out there?"
For moment Kentucky Jones fall
tered. and his face went blank, but he
spoke to the phone again. All right.
Then go out to the SO and get Bill
McCord. When you've got both Ted
Baylor and Bill McCord, bring them
out here"
What If Bob Elliot wants to come
along with Bill McCord7" the sheriff
asked. "McCord Is Elliot's foreman.
Elllot'll probably want to come along
and stand BY"
III Elliot wants to come, let him.
uOnl care what Elliot does You bring
Baylor and McCord. When you've done
that I'll give you the man that killed
Mason"
(which OF 'em Is it?" the sheriff de-
manded.
Hold the rope a minute" Kentucky
turned to where Campo Ragland sat-
Campo" he demanded, why did you
send for Ted Baylor7''
Campo Ragland returning slowly
from the distances, stared at Kentucky
a moment. almost as Ii without recog-
milton. Then he got up and walked
toward the door. slowly and unsteadly,
like an aged man. His voice was hard
ly more than a whisper. "Tosh--l with
you" he said. ITO hi with you all"
Kentucky turned back to the phone
Il said" came Sheriff Hopper's voice,
(which one of EN- Ia it?"
Neither one,' said Kentucky. He
hung up the receiver.
CHAPTER XII