The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1942-01-23

and Larry are arrested by sheriff for
safekeeping. JefF explains to the mob.
Cal, free, doesn't know Ellen loves him.
mot Jeff.
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When they went to get their horses
they were met by the announcement
that they were to stay here for the
present. They had not been asked
to come, but since they had done SO
they were not to leave.
"Who says so?" asked Terry.
Doesn't matter about that. You
stick around"
Terry strolled down toward the
firing-fine, from which occasional
flashes came. He was not apparent
ly under surveillance, but the horses
were being watched. A draw brought
him to an aspen grove. Calhoun
hesitated, uncertain whether to go
round it or 60 back to the summit
of the hill from which he had just
come. He passed into the aspens.
Guns sounded, close to him. What
surprised him was that they were
revolver shots. The distance was
too great to reach the ranch house
except with rifles. He heard excited
voices, and presently the sound OF
a runner coming into the aspens.
The escaping man collapsed and
sank to the ground.
Almost in a murrnur, Terry said,
what seems to be the trouble?"
The man on the ground turned a
startled face toward him and
reached for gun.
"Not necessary" the Diamond Re-
verse B man said. 81 won't hurt
you or call anybody"
Yancey recognized him. What are
you doing here with these fellows,
Mr.. Terry?" he asked, surprised.
81 came to try to fix up a truce,
but the settlers wouldn't have it."
Calhoun asked question. "Was it
you they were shooting at?"
"They hit me in the leg. I'm one
Of Sunday Browns Texans. They
sent me from the ranch to get
telegram through to Washington
asking for troops"
''Hit bad?"
"Not so bad. / can't travel, that's
sure. Not on that game Leg"
''You have a written message?"
eyes" He added, worried,
''They're depending on me at the
ranch.''
81 might get it through for you.
But I can't leave you here"
Terry gave instructions. "Stay
here. I'll have a try for the horse.
When you hear me coming move
to the edge of the aspens."
Terry walked up the incline to-
ward the draw and met Lane Carey.
ST heard some revolver Shots"
Lane said. ''Hope they weren't fir
ing at you"
mo. At fellow named Yancey
who was trying to get through
telegram from the beleaguered men
to send to the Governor. They hit
him, but he got away and is hiding
in the aspens. I'm trying to get
horse for him-that one in the draw
there"
"How badly is he hurt? Can he
ride?"
"He says so. If could get two
horses I'd try to go with him."
"You'd be shot down before you
got twenty yards"
ssI'm not so sure. It's dark when
the moon is under cloud. More
men keep riding in to join the at
tackers. Nobody is paying any at
tention to u.s."
''Not as long as we don't try to
get away. But they have sem
tries out. I ran into one and he
warned me back"
They were moving in the direc-
ton of the saddled horse. 1t was
rather heavily built sorrel gelding.
''I'm going to try it." Terry said.
''They will find Yancey soon if !
don't get him away, and if they do
he's a goner."
He united the horse, and the two
men walked back with it toward
the aspens. They met man whom
they recognized as the owner of a
wagon yard at Round Top. He said,
'sHello!" and passed without ques-
ton.
Yancey was waiting at the edge of
the aspenS.
s.How is your Lego" Terry asked.
''Fine," the man answered in a
thin voice.
''Let me look at it." Carey said.
While he examined and dressed it
as best he could, Terry took the
horse deeper into the aspens where
it would not be seen. Carey called
him when he was ready.
The Box IS man said in a low
voice, s'This man can't make it
alone to the railroad"
Terry fromed. 1--WE been think
ing that. I'll 60 with him. Later on
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