The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1942-01-02

Terry and Richards came into
Round Top after dark. AS they
rode along the railroad tracks they
became aware Of unusual activity
in the town. In the shadow Of . load
ing chute they drew UP. A man with
a rifle in his hands cantered past.
He shouted at them, ''We aim to get
a second troop Of the boys OH IN
side of an hour" He did not wait
for an answer.
'sThis town has gone wild" Larry
said. IT reckon maybe we'd better
scout around here a little before we
show ourselves. We're not exactly
popular"
Cautiously they advanced toward
the town square. A light cleaned
from the back window Of the Ga
zette office.
Calhoun Terry tapped on the win
dow and Horace Carney slowed
round his parchment-like face.
"Who is it? What you want?"
he snapped.
The Diamond Reverse B manager
tapped again. He did not want to
shout his name aloud. Garvey grunt-
ed impatiently. He peered out OF the
window.
"Don't you know keep this back
door locked with piles Of paper in
front of it?" he called out. "Who is
it anyhow? Go round to the front
door"
Calhoun's face came out of the
darkness close to the window.
s.Goddlemighty!" Carney explod-
ed. Haven't you got any sense at
ALT"
He began to haul bundles Of paper
from in front of the door. Presently
he opened to let them in and led the
way to a dark corner back OF q
press.
"What's the idea of coming to
Round Top after your friends have
pulled such crazy outrage as this
invasion?" he demanded.
Larry told the story Of their adj
ventures for the day. Garvey's eyes
cleaned. "Good for you," he said.
"Since you have broken with Ellison
and his crowd it ought to fix you up
with your. old friends, as soon as ]
can get the Gazette out with the
story. They will be glad to shake
hands and make up. But I think you
boys had better get out Of town as
soon as you can. Folks don't yet
know your new position"
eve came in to see cattleman
about buying bull for the new firm
Of Richards & Terry" said Terry.
Probably he has been waiting for
us all day at the Holden House. We
wouldn't think Of going without a
confab with him."
"Well, I'll bring him down here.
I'll not have you crossing the court
house square. Some fool would prob
ably take crack at you.
Terry discussed the matter OF
sending kilograms to Washington to
induce the President to order troops
from Fort Garfield. Carney admit
ted that he thought it would be a
good idea. Before morning, he told
them, four or five hundred armed
men would have left town to engage
the invaders, and as many more
would pour in from the ranch coun-
try to join them.
"I'll sign with you," Garvey said.
Inside Of thirty minutes the APP
peals for troops were on the way to
Washington, and the story was
I spreading through the town that Cal
4 houn Terry had wired the President
! to send government troops to fight
with the big outfits and their hired
Texans against the settlers.
Carney brought the cattleman to
the office from the hotel, and inside
of five minutes Of his arrival Terry
and his new partner were the own
ers of an imported pedigreed Here
ford bull. The editor lowered over
them while the bargain was being
struck, like an anxious hen with one
chick.
ssAll right" he sputtered. ''Now
you've made your deal it's time to
get out of town, Calhoun"
But they had waited too long. An
eruption Of angry citizens poured
into the office through the front door
to ask Carney what he meant by
signing telegram requesting that
troops be sent to help the invaders.
sTt had Lane Carey's name on it
too, and that scoundrel Terry's,"
Lee Hart yelped.
Horace Carney felt goose pimples
run down his back. The Diamond
Reverse B men were in the shad-
owed semi-darlness back Of q press.
They had slipped out of sight as
the first of the group showed in
the doorway. But at any moment
they might be discovered.
you're getting this all wrong,
Lee" the harassed editor insisted,
his voice shrill with excitement.
ssMaybe you don't know that Cal
saved JEFF Brands life today when
these Texans had him lying wound
ed on the ground"
.sWho told you that fairy tale?"
demanded q rough, unkempt hester