The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1942-04-30

chambers. With the carbine he
went outside through back door
and to the corner of the house. He
sent haf-dozen shots into the mes.
quite roots and stopped Saints fire
Then he ran to another position
where he could see little of the
blue shirt. He drove Saint around
the root-pile, lodged back himself
when the tall cowboy loosed a des-
perate burst of shots, then caught
Saint when he was running for COW
er of a house. He saw dust puff
from the blue shirt and Saint stag
gered, but caught himself and
jumped around a corner.
'He will carry my brand" he
told Garcia as he bought the town S
drinks and traded rough jokes with
the men. ST see that when you of
San Marcos say that you are my
friends, it is more than words.
would have been killed without
knowing whose lead struck me,
think, but Amelia called. Then Mar
garita let me into her house and
the boy came with my long gun. I
thank you ALL"
Those words did not come from
the mouth only" Garcia said ear
nestly. "They came from here,
also!"
He pounded his thick chest and
others of the men nodded. Con went
to find Amelia and Margarita carry
ing bottles of the most crimson per-
fume on Garcia's shelves. He was
in Amelia's house, surrounded by
her small brothers and sisters, when
that woodcutter who had warned
him against Gonzales appeared at
the door. His dark face was ex-
cited. He motioned to Con.
Eel Comanche! You remember
me-Antonio Salazar? I have that
to tell you which will not wait; which
is for you only"
''Of counsel" Con cried. ST owe
you for that other time, when you
kept me from walking out upon
Gonzales pistol"
He went through the children and
trailed the woodcutter to the corral
behind Amelia's.
Il was not here when you drove
Saint from San Marcos" Antonio
said quickly. 81 did not know that
you were here. But he met me on
the road today and had a bottle of
tequila. He took it from me and
when he had drunk the most of it,
he talked. He boasts always. but
more when he has been drinking. He
came to San Marcos for cartridges,
Ell Comanche. And for why? For
robbery of the bank at Tivan, to-
morrow night! He did not say to-
morrow night, but am sure"
He. had gathered from Saints
Dragging talk that the Paramores
were already on the move. He was
to join them outside of Tivan with
the shells. They were taking adj
vantage of Nevil loves absence
from town to make Dud's biggest
blow to date.
1T seemed to me that you would
wish to know" Antonio logged him,
when he was quiet for a long time,
thinking. 81 know that it is war be-
tween you and them, now"
II am glad that you thought to
tell me. Say nothing to anyone, as
you thought, there is war between
me and bud Paramore. So I have
interest in anything he plans. Here!
Buy drinks for yourself, some
thing for the woman and the chill
dren. I am ridingl"
AS he rode across the hills. he
considered what lay ahead of him.
1t seemed to him that he could do
no more than ruin Dud's raid, but
he could do that effectively and with
safety.
He was early on the road next
day, but that was only habit. The
whole day and part of the night lay
before him, for covering an easy
ride. Con did not intend to show him.
self in Tivan while there was light
or movement; Balm or Chunky or
some townsman of sharp eyes and
long memory might see him.
At dark he was within three miles
of town. There was moon, and
with its rising he finished his cold
supper and mounted, to look grinly
at the hang of his pistol and the set
of his carbine. He logged along
the road until almost at the edge of
Tivan, then turned quietly off to
come to the rear of the buildings
that lined the main street. When OBJ
posite the bank, he swung down and
hitched Pancho behind saloon. !