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iE-K "lillwiS ^\'!\ , ' ' '" ? ' :v' ,-"'',"v v-V'1 . t ':< . ^ . V; ,t>. : ' -- f STR? I" ^ Milium M& copyright, gy 'g'.W. i :. ' CHAPTER VI. ;';V%! )?r n ? ,v"n~Eavesdropping. ; ' Out of the murmur of voices came i one that Curly recognized as that of Soapy Stone, alias You Know Who. . then you'll take the 9:57, Sam After more! whispering, "Yep, soon as you hear the first shot . . . cover the passengers ..." The listener lost what followed. Once he thought he heard the name Tin Chip, but. he could not be sure. Presently another fragment drifted to him. ". . . ..'make our getaway and cache the plunder . . ." ' The phonograph lifted .iip its voice. This time it 'was "I Lov/e a Lassie." Before the song was full shed there came the sound of shuffling feet One of the men In the next stall was leaving. Curly could not teli which one, nor did he dare look oyer the top of 1 the partition' to find out. He was playing safe. This adventure had. caught him so unexpectedly that he | had not found time to run back to his j room for his six-inch gun. "What would happen to him if he were caught listening was not(' a matter of j doubt. Soapy would ptimp lead into j liim till he quit kicking, siap a saddle on a broncho and light1 out for the Sonora line. : As the phonograph finished unexpectedly?some one had evidently interrupted the record?the fragment of a sentence seemed to jump at Curly. "... so the kid will get his in the row." It was the voice of Soapy, raised slightly to make itself heard above the music. " "Take care," another voice replied, and Flandrau would have sworn that this belonged to Blackwell. Stone, who had been sitting on the other side of the table, moved close to the paroled convict. Between him and Curly there was only the thicki ness of a plank. f. "... don't like it," Blackwell was objecting sullenly. "Makes it safe for us. Besides"?' Stone's voice grated like steel: rasping steel, every word distinct j though very low?"I swore.,to pay off Luck Cullison, and by G I'm goingt i XO UO 11. I . ii Again they fell to whispers. The j next word that came to Curly clearly \ was his own name. . I "Luck Culllson went his bail. I [ learned it this ino'ning." j "The son-of-a-gun. It's a cinch he's ' a spy. Reckon he knows, anything?" 1 "No. Can't." "If I thought he did?" ' "Keep your shirt on, Lute. He don't know a tiling. And you get revenge on him all right. Sam will run with him and his friends while he's here. ! Consequence Is, when they find the ! kid where we leave him they'll sure J guess Curly for one of his pardners. i Tell vou his ticket is good as bought! to Yuma. lie's a liorse thief.- Why shouldn't he be a train robber, too? That's how a jury will argue." Once more the voices ran together Indistinctly. It was not till Blackwell j suggested that they go and get a drink i that Curly understood anything more j of what was being said. * The outlaws passed out of the little | room and strolled forward to the bar. Curly had heard more than he had expected to. Moreover, as he congratulated himself, his luck had stood up j fine. Nobody in the sunburnt territory i felt happier than be did that minute i when he struck the good fresh air of the alley and knew that he had won through his hazardous adventure olive. The 2rst thing that Flandrau did was to walk toward the outskirts of th^ town, where he could think it j out by himself. Before he reached Arroyo street Curly etuue plump egainst his old range-mate, Slats Davis. Flandrau caught him by the arm. "Hello, Slats. You're the man I want." "I'm pretty busy today," Davis an- j ovujuru oLJint?. "Forget it.This is ntpre important." *, "Well?" *1: ', "Coine along and take a walk. Ij got something- to tell you." Reluctantly ^Datfs fell in beside him. ! "All right. CStt it short. I've got to j see a man." ff "He'll have-to wait." Curly could ; not help chuckling to himself at the j evident embarrassment of the other. j The impish impulse to "devil" him had \ its way. "You're a man of experience, ; Slats. Ever hold up a train? Some of > my friends are aiming to hold up one j shortly. If you'd like to get in I'll : say a good word for you." Duvis threw him a look that drenched like ice water. "I expect you and 1110 are traveling different 1 trails these days, Curly. You don't j mean it, of course, but the point is i I'm not going to joke with yon along that line. Understand?" "Wrong guess, old hoss. I do mean It" Davis stopped in his-tnK'ks..?~hThen iyou've said too duk-Ii to me. We'll I "?' JGHT gv c?eodJ?&zn& 3ILLTTNG.HAM CQT^IF^APnP^ part right here. Wfiefi you choose Soapy Stone's crowd to run with that cuts out me and other decent folks. If they have sent you here to get me mixed up in their deviltry you go hack and tell them there's nothing doing." "Won't have a thing to do with them. Is that it?" "Not till the call comes for citizens to get together and run Uiera out of the country. Or to put them behind bars. Or to string them to a cottonwood. Then I'll be on the job." He stood there quiet and easy, the look in his steady eyes piercing Curly's Ironic smile as a summer sun does mackerel clouds in a clear sity. Not many men would have had the courage to send that message to Soapy and his outfit. For Stone \v?:s not only a mankiller, but a mean one, at that. Curly sloughed his fooFlshness and came to the point. "You're on, Slats. I'm making that call to you now." . Surprise, doubt, wonder, relief filled In turn the face of the other man. "I'm listening, Curly." His friend told him the whole Story from the beginning, just as he had "I'm Listening, Curly." been used to do In the old days. And Davis heard it without a word, talcing the tale in quietly with a grim look settling on his face. "So he aims io play traitor to young Cullison." "He means to shut Sam's mouth for good and all. That is what he has been playing for from the start, to get even with Luck. lie and his gang will get away with tho haul and they will leave Sam dead en the scene of the holdup. There will he some shooting, and it will be figured the boy was hit by one of the train crew. Nothing .cuuld be easier. lie aims to put me on the stand and prove by me that Sam and he had a quarrel and parted company mighty sore at each other hardly a week before the holdup. He'll have an alibi, too, to show he couldn't have been in it. See how slick his scheme is? At one flip of the cards he kills the kid and damns his reputation. He scores Cullison and he snuffs out Sam, who has had the luck to win the girl Soapy fancies. The boy gets his and the girl is shown she can't love another man. than Stone." > "You've g(it it about right," Slats admitted. "Ilow about warning Luck?" "The point is, would he be willing to wait and let Soapy play his hand out till we called?" "You would have to guarantee his boy would be safe meanwhile." "Twn nf n< vviinm li'ivo tfi wnteh him i day <ii!(l night without Sum knowing ! it." "Count me in." "There is where we hit heavy traveling, Slats. For we don't know when the thing is going to lie pulled olT." "We'll have to be ready. That's all." "Happen to know whether Dick Moloney is here for the showV" "Saw liiiii tfci~ mo'ning. Luck is here too, him and his girl." * "flood. We've got to have a talk with them, and it has to be on the q.t. Von go buck to town and (ind Dick. Tell him to meet us at the Del .Mar. where- Luck always puts up. Find out He : '.uuber of Cullison's room ami I malm :i:i appninlnonr. I'll be on Kl Molino :-iall mo'ning off xiud on. W7io'j vi,n llnd out pass me without ! stepping, bat tell mo when we are to ' meet ninl just where." Curly gave Slats a quarter of nn ! linnr before sauntering back to town, j As lie was passing the Silver Dollar I saloon n voice railed hi in. Stone and I Itlarlcwell were standing in 1 lie door. | Flandran slopped.fc Soapy's deep-set eyes blazed at him. | "Von didn't tell mo it was Luck Cul- j Usui! went bail for you, Curly. So you : and liini are thick, are you?" "I've met him once, if that's being . thick. . That time I shot him.up." - __"Ihinny. And then lis went bail for j you 7" "Yeu." v "Now, I wonder why." The eyes of the man had narrowed to red slits. Ills head had shot for- j ward on his shoulders as that of snake does. Curly would have given a good deal just then for the revolver lying on the bed of his room. For it was plain trouble was in sight. The desperado had been drinking heavily and was ready to do murder. "That's easy to explain, Soapy. I shot him because I was driven to It He's too much of a man to bear a grudge for what I couldn't help." i "You're a liar. He did It because you promised to sneak up to my ranch and spy on us: That's-why he did it." 1 With the. last word his gun jumped into sight. That he was lashing him-, self Into a fury was plain. Presently his rage would end In a tragedy. } Given a chance, Curly would have run for It. But Soapy was a dead shot. Of a sudden the anger In the boy boiled up over the fear.' In two jumps he covered the ground and jammed his face close to the cold rim of the bluesteel barrel. J "I'm hot heeled. Shoot and be damned, you coward. And with my last breath I'll tell you that you're a liar." Flandrau had called his bluff, though he hod not meant it as one. >A dozen men were in sight and were watching. They had henrd the young man tell Stone he was not armed. Public opinion would hold him to account if he shot Curly down in cold blood. He hung there undecided, breathing fast, his jaw clamped tightly. The lad hammered home his defiance. "Drop that gun, you four-flusher, and I'll whale you till you can'tstond. Sabe? Call, yourself a bad man, do you? Time I'm through with you there will be one tame wolf crawling back to Dead Cow with its tail between Its legs." The taunt diverted his mind, just as Curly had hoped it would. He thrust the revolver back into the holster and reached for his foe. Then everybody, hitherto paralyzed by the sight of a deadly weapon, woke up and took a hand. They dragged the two men apart. Curly was thrust into a barber shop on the other side of the street and Stone was dragged back Into the Silver Dollar, In two minutes Flandrau had made himself famous, for he was a marked man. The last words of the struggling desperado had been that he would shoot on sight. Now half a dozen talked at once. Some advised Curly one thing, some another. He must get out of town. He must apologize at once to Stone. He must send a friend and explain. The young man laughed grimly. "Explain nothi/ig. I've done all the expluining I'm going to. And I'll not leave town either. If Soapy wants me he'll sure find me." "Don't be foolish, kid. He has got four 110trims on that gun of his. And he's a dead shot." The tongue* of those nhout him gal-! loped. But Curly was excited, pleased with himself because he had stood up to the,, bogey man of the Southwest and too full of strcngllwto be afraid. Muloney canje into the barber shop and grinned at him. "I hear you and Soapy arc figuring on setting off some lireworks this Fourth." It ditl Curly good to see him standing there so easy and deliberate among the excitable to'wn people. "Soapy is doing the talking." "I hoard him; happened to lie at the Silver Dollar when they dragged him in." Moloney's eyebrows moved the least bit. His friend understood. Together j they passed out of the hack door of! the shop into an alley. The others stood hack and let them go. Back to the hotel the two ran. When Curly buckled on bis revolver and felt it resting comfortably against hie tliisdi lie full a L'nod di>:il hetfer. "I've seen Suits Davis." Maloncy explained. "Lie has none to find Luck, who is now at the Del Mar." "Had any talk with Slats?" "No. He said you'd do the talking." "I'm to wait for him on HI Molino street to learn where I'm to meet Cullison." "That won't do. You'd make too tempting a target. I'll meet him instead." That suited Curly. Me was not hunting trouble just now, even though he would not run away from it. For he had serious business on hand that could not take care of itself If Soapy should kill him. Nearly an hour later Maloncy appeared again. "We're to go right over to the Del Mar. Second floor, room 217. You are to go down HI Molino to Main, then follow it to the hotel, keeping on the right hand side of the street. Slats will happen along the other side of the street and will keep abreast of you. Luck will walk behind you. DnIoqc T volt voor nninn don't nsiv- nnv attention to what is behind you. Soon as we reach the hotel Slats will cross the re>ntJ and go in by the side door. You will follow him a few steps behind, nod we'll bring up the rear caaarliy fts If we hadn't a thin;-; v.. with you." , They moved down tii" street as n: ranged. Every time a door opened h front of him, every time a man rami out of a store or a saloon, Curly waready for that lightning lift of tin arm followed by a puff of smoke. The news of his coming passed ahead of him, so that windows were crowded, with spectators. These were doomed to disappointment, Nothing happened The procession left behind it the Sii ver Dollar, the Last Chance, Clin Ikeye's I'lace and Pete's Palace. Reaching the hotel first, Davis ills appeared according to program int< the side door. Curly followed, walked directly up the stairs, along the roi rldor, and passed without S:nnc!:!r,5 lnt9 room 217. _ L. ^ Mrrr-: rm?. . ' .J trj..-J. ... "A young woman was sitting there ' engaged with some fancy work. Slender and straight, Kate Cullison ros* and gave Curly her hand. For abnm two heartbeats her fingers Jay cut'dled in his big fist. A strange stifling emotion took .his breath. Then her arm fell to her sldeiand she was speaking to him. "Dnd has gone to meet you. We've hearll about what happened\tlils jnorning." V : Her father and Maloney entpred^the room. Cullison wrung his hnijd.:- . "Glad to see you, boy... luck that convict did riotVshoot'yoit . ~i . "You're in Luck That Convict Didn't Shoot You Up." up when he had the chance. Saguache is sure buzzing this mo'ning with, the way you stood up for him. ..That little piny of yours, will helpVwith' the jury in September." Curly thanked him for going bail. Luck fixed his steel-spoked eyes on hlra. "By what Dick tells me you've more than souared that account." , Kate explained In-her soft *voice. "Dick told us why yen went up to Dead Cow's creek." "Slio! I hadn't a thing to do,, so I just ran up there. Sam's in town-with, me. We're rooming together:"' ' "Oh, take me to him," Kate cried. "Not just now, honey," her father said gently. "This young man came here to tell us something. Or s<* I gathered from his friend Davis." Flandrau told his story, or all of 11 that would bear telling before a girl. He glossed over his account of the dissipation at the horse ranch, but he told all he knew of Laura Londoh' and her interest in Sam. but it was when he related what he had heard at Chalkeye's place that the interest grew most tense. Luck's eyes burned like live coals. The color faded, from the face of his daughter so that he$ lips were gray as cigar ash. Yet she sat up straight and did not flinch. . When lie had finished the owner of the Circle C caught his hnnd. "Ypu've done fine, boy. Not a man in!Ar|zpna could have done better." "* v' Kate said nothing in words but her dark long-lashed eyes rained thanks upon him. ' They talked the situation over rrom nil angles. Always It simmered down to one result. It was Soapy's first pln.v. Until lie moved they could not. Tlie.v had no legal evidence except the word of Curly. Nor did they know on what night he had planned to pull off the holdup. If they were to make a complete gather of the outGt, with evidence enough to land them in the penitentiary, it could only be after the holdup. Meanwhile there was nothing to do hut wait and take what precautions they could against being caught by surprise. One of these wns to see that Sam was never for an instant left unguarded eitiicr day or night. Another was to ride to Tin Cup and look the ground over carefully. For the present they could do no more than watch eveiHS. illiniCMIlg IIU UllClJUUU I'J uujr whispering together in public. ******* Tito old Arizona fashion of settling n difference of opinion with the sixgun had long fnilon into disuse, but Saguache was still close enough to the stark prinipvnl emotions to wait with n keen Interest for the crack of the revolver that would put a period to the quarrel between Soapy Stone- and young Flandrau. It was known that Curly had refused to leave town, just as it was known that Stone and that other prison bird Iilackwell were hanging around the Last Chance and Chalkeye's Place drinking together morosely. It was observed, too, that whenever Curly appeared In public he was ;faded by friends. Sometimes n would lie Moloney and t'avls, sometimes ids uncle. Alec Flandnin. occadonal'y o couple of the .Map of Texas vii quo -os. It (Jiaoeed that "Old Man" Flan ."rati, drifting into Chalkeye's Place, found in the assembled jp-nup 1 he man he soi ghf. I'illle Mackenzie, grizzled iwiuw of iIih Mddlehacl; ranch, was with l.im, and it was in the preliminary pause before drinking ;Imt Aiec made Ills oliieial announcement. "No, AIjw. ! ain't worrying about iliar rny. Curly is going to get a square deal. We're till agreed on tlint. if tin re's any shooting from cover there'll lie a lynching pj'onto. That goes." Kin nil ran. senior, knew perfectly veil that inside of an lionr word would roach Soapy Stone that only an even break with Curly would be allowed. Another day passed. The festivities had begun and Curly had to he much in ovi lenre before the public.. Efts friends had attempted to dissuade hlru #rotu rifling in the buckhig_broncho txt " ??. ~ : : contest, but he had rSusecPto'le't his name be scratched ?rom the list of contestants. A thousand pairs of eyes in the grandstand watched the boy as he lounged?against the corral fence 1 'laughing and talking with his friends. A\dozen people were on the lookout for 1 the approach of Stome. Fifty others had warned the yottng man to he careful. For Saguache was with him al-( most to a man. , Dick Maloney heard,his voice calUbd as he was passing the grandstand. A. minute later he was in the Cullifeon , box shaking hands with Kale. "Is?Is "there anything new?" she. tasked in a loyr voice. ..., Her friend shook bis head, "N<* ;$oopy mqy drift out here* any minute how." Z. . .. ; ... : "WlU 'Jie??" Her eyes/finished the ' question, <. , . : He shook his head. "Don't know. '[That's ti^e mischief of,' it. If they -should m^et just after Curly finishes riding the boy won't Wave a chance. ' His nerves won't be steady enough." -"Dad is doJng something. I don't krtow what it is. He had a meeting with a lot of cattlemen about it? I don't see bow that boy can sit there on the fence laughing when any min* ute?". i "Curly's game as they make 'em. He's a prince, too. I lite that boy better every day." . A iad made' his way to them with a note. Kate read it and turned to Dick. Her eyes were shining happily. "I'.ve got news from. dad. It's all 'right.' Soapy Stone has left town." "Why?" "A dozen of the big cattlemen signed a note and sent it to Stone. They told him that jf he touched Curly he .would never leave town alive. He. was given word to get out of town at once." Maloney slapped his hand joyously/ on his thigh. "FineB Might a-known Luck would find a way out. Soapy couldn't stand out against the big ranchmen when, they got together and meant business. He had to pulL his freight." "L8t me tell him the good news, Dick," she said, eagerly. "Sure. I'll send him right up." . Bronzed almost to a coffee brown, wtoh the lean lithe grace of youth gashed in the picturesque regalia of the vaquero, PJandrau was a taking enough picture to hold the roving eye of any girl. A good many centered upon him now, as he sauntered forward toward the Cullison box, cool' and easy and debonair. ' Kate gathered her skirts to make^ room foK him beside her. "Have , you heard? He has left . town." "Who?" , "Soapy Stone. The cattlemen served notice on him to go. So he left." A wave of relief swept over the * young man. "That's your father's tine work." , "Isn't it good?" ' Her eyes were ' SiliniDg Willi ?lUU.Ue&a. JL Hi OU uuyijj I don't know what to do." "I suppose now the holdup will be put off. Did Sain and Blackwell go yvlth him?" "No, He yvent alone." / "Jlave you seen Sam yet?" "No, but I've seen Laura London. She's all the nice things you've said about her." "I see she has made a friend of you." "You bet she has." Miss Cull'son shot a swift slant glance at him. "If you'll come back this afternoon you can meet her. I'm going to have all those dimples and all that sunshine here In the box with me." * "Maybe that will draw Sam to you," "I'm hoping it will. Cut I'm afraid not. He avoids us. When they met he wouldn't speak tc$ father." "That's ^he? boy of It. Just the same he feels pretty bad about the quarrel. I reckon there's nothing to do but keep an eye on htm and be ready for Soapy's move when he makes it." "I'm so afraid - something will hap. Den to Sam." "" "Now, don't you worry, Miss Kate. Sain Is going to come out of this all right. We'll find a way out for him yet." Behind her smile the tears lay close. "You're the best friend. How can we ever thank you for what you're doing; for Sam?" "Do you reckon I have forgot now a girl took a rope from my neck one night? Do you reckon I ever forget that?" "It was nothing. I Just spoke to the ' boys." . k ' "Or that I don't remember how the man I had shot went ball for a rustler he did not know?" "Dick knew you. He told us about you." "Could he tell you any good about me? Could he say anything except that I was a worthless no-'count??" She put her hand on his arm and stopped him. "Don't 1 I won't hear you say such things about yourself. You were just a boy In trouble." * "idow many would nave rememoerea that? But you did. You fought good for my life that night I'll pay. my. debt, part of It, The jvhole I ueier. " could pay." ? . .<? ? I His voice trembled In spite Of the best he could do. Their eyes did not meet, but each felt the thrill of joj waves surging through their ^ (To be Contrnued). ? The 1 !20th anniversary of the foundins of the University of South Carolina was celebrated by that institution Thursday night at a banquet, at which it was the host of its alumni, members of the general assembly and the state officers. ? J. J. Adams has been elected president of the Laurens National bank to succeed the late Dr. Hugh K. Aiken, who committed suicide a few days ago. RETURNING HOME American Typhus Fever Fighters on Way Home From Poland. Fifty-five soldiers and ten officers oi the American typhus expedition to Poland left Warsaw for Coblenz on. the Rhine recently in a special rrain of 12 cars, the mission's time having expired. 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