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PAGE TWO S‘ matter C. M. Payne Frank Beeson, from Albany, N.Y.,| reaches Benton, Wyoming, thenâ€" 1868â€"western terminus of the Pacific railroad.~ He had been ordered by physicians to seek a climate "high and dry." He is robbed of most of his money in his hotel and loses his last twenty dollars at monte in "The Big Tent," a dance hall and gambling resort, in the "roaring" town of Benâ€" ton. i Sope ied L Edna Montoyo, a companion of a gambler, is believed by Frank to have cajoled him purposely into the game. Broke, disconsolateâ€" over his/,discov-‘ ery that "the lady of the blue eyes" | as he calls her, is what she is, and finally humiliated over his glaring "greenness," Frank repulses Edna when she begs him to go away with her, sobbingly telling him that she had made a big mistake in letting him lose his money. He goes to take a job with George Jenks, a teamster in a Wagâ€" on train about to leave for Salt Lake City. e sns Captain Adams, a Mormon, is in paused, a voice ; charge of the wagon train. "I ‘loaw you fe Rachael Adams, an attractive young | shucks at throwi woman, one of his wives, is in the| Waniel stood b train, as is | bo, and beside st Daniel Adams, his loutish son.‘ towered over her When Edna, who has shot, but not mosphere of prop killed the gambler, Montoyo, comes a She smiled at : fugitive in "britches" to join thel me, swiftly; at th train, Daniel tells his father that she I knew that she is seeking Jenks and Beeson. Captain | Daniel laughe Adams shouts, "No hussy in men‘s | mouth widely of garments shall go with the train." | _ "Set meâ€"uip a Daniel, by a spectacular gun play, | wouldn‘t jump tc foils Montoyo‘s attempt to take Edna A can was pr back with him. |\ _ ‘"How fur?" | uPur os an HJ One night after we had gone on some time, the sound of revolver shots burst flatly from a mess beyond us, but the shots were accompanied by laughter. TTCE! n s MB es Ctes "They‘re only tryin‘ to spile can," Jenks reassured. "By golly, we‘ll go over and larn ‘em a lesson." He glanced at me. "Time you loosened up that weepon o‘ yourn, anyhow. Purty soon it‘ll stick fast." I went with him, glad of diversion. ‘The men were banging, bÂ¥ turn, at a sardine can set up on the sand sbout twenty paces out. The heavy balls sent the loose soil flying but amidst the furrows the tin can sat Pop! MV . "What you thinkin‘ to do," Jenks "Give him room! He‘s made his " they cried. "And if he don‘t it that pilgrim will sure." _ Mr. Jenks drew and took his stand ; with ‘small preparation and by six inchesâ€" fact that brot n up wide awake. another try, boys," he but they shoved him aside. mno; Pilgrim‘s turn!" smiled. mine ?" "I Don‘t Want to Kill Him. By :H'i; that can or plant a lead CHAPTER IX I had to demonstrate my wokre®t Hre tm c » ‘\' @» A, o / 4 fi&(f/lg h /0 < C 2 P . Nx | s : | #z cocked, and aimed. The Colt exâ€" ploded . with prodigious _ blast and wrench â€" jerking, in fact, almost above my head; and where the bullet went 1 did not see, nor, I judged, did unybody else. s "He missed the ‘arth!" they clamâ€" cred center!" | "Hold down on it! down, lad!" Jenks urged. "To hit him in the heart aim at his feet! Here! Like thisâ€" 3 and taking my revolver he threw it forward, fired. The can plinked ana somersaulted, lashed into action. "By George," he proclaimed, "when I move like it had a gun in its fist 1 can snap it! But when I think on it as a can, I lack guts!" TL Bs P NBTV T ORRCOSECC Now somebody else shot, and some-i body else, and another, and the can gyrated, spurring us to haste as it constantly changed range. Presently: it was merely a twist of ragged tin. Then in the little silence, as we paused, a voice spoke irritatingly : "I ‘loaw you fellers ain‘t no great shucks at throwin‘ lead!" Waniel stood by, with arms akimâ€" bo, and beside stood My Lady. He towered over her in a maddening atâ€" mosphere of proprietorship. \ She smiled at meâ€"at all of us; at me, swiftly; at the rest, frankly. And I knew that she was afraid! Daniel laughed boisterously, his mouth widely open. "Set meâ€"up a can! That thar one wouldn‘t jump to a bullet!" A can was produced. "How fur?" "Fur as yu like." ‘ It was tossed contemptuously out; and watching it I heard Daniel gke-‘ fully yelp, "Out o‘ my way, yuâ€"all!" â€"half saw his hand dart down and up again, felt the jar of the shot, witnessed the can jump like a live! thing; and away it went, with spasm | after spasm, to explosion after ex-‘ plosion, fortured by him into fruitâ€" | less capes until with the final bnl\l peace came to it, and it lay dead, afar acroas the twilight sand. [ Verily, by his cries and utter savâ€" rgory and malevolence of his bomâ€"| bardment, one would havé thought | he took actual lust in fancied cruclty." \ "I ‘loaw thar‘s not another man hyar kin do that," he vaunted. ‘ ‘There was not, judging by the siâ€" lence again ensuing, Onlyâ€" "I don‘t "loaw any man‘s boin‘ to, neither," Daniel faced me in turning away. "That‘s somethin‘ fur yu to I‘arn, young feller," he vouchsafed . His gaze shifted. "Comme along, Edna," he bade. "We will be‘ agoin‘ now." "; -:.-n'n vdi_flâ€"er;nt from a man," Jenks cooly remarked. "A can don‘t shoot back!" 20 s No A devilâ€"or was it himself!â€"twitâ€"| tered me, incited me, and in a moâ€" ment, with a gush of assertion, there 1 was, saying to her, my hat doffed: "Ill walk over with you." "Do," she m’ readily. "Weâ€" ;'nl I reckon he hit Montay ‘bout middle. That‘s whar he scored Pea 1 "If Mrs. Montoyo consents, that‘s | enough," I informed him. . "I‘m not | walking with you, sir; 1 am walking‘ with her. The only ground you conâ€"| trol is just in front of your own WARDTâ€" "Thar ain‘t no ‘Mrs. Montoyo‘," he snarled. "And whilst yu‘re Tarnin‘ to shoot yu‘d better be Varning manâ€" ners. Yu comin‘ with me, Edna!" "As fast as 1 can, and with Mr. Beeson, also, if he chooses," said she. J Iqaw you sns CEEZ OO l olmmionl ooenc iss eri" â€" | _ "To them!" she scoffed. "To Hyrum | "If Mrs. Montoyo consents, that‘s | Adams‘ outfit? Why, they‘re goodi nough," I informed him. "I‘m not| Mormons, and why should I not be‘ walking with you, sir; 1 am wnlking‘ made over? I‘m under their teachâ€" | with her. The only ground you conâ€" ins; it‘s time Daniel had a wifeâ€"or | rol is just in front of your own . two, for replenishing Utah." j wagon." She paused. Then resumed. \| "Thar ain‘t no ‘Mrs. Montoyo‘,"| _ "But now if I may lend you a little | he snarled. "And whilst yu‘re Warnin‘ something to keep you from being | to shoot yu‘d better be l‘arning manâ€" shot like a dog, I‘ll feel as though 1| ners. Yu comin‘ with me, Edna!" _ | had wiped out your score against me. | "As fast as 1 can, and with Mr. Take your gun." I took it. "There hei Beeson, also, if he chooses," said she., is, cover him!" "i have my manners in mind, too." ‘ _ ‘‘Where?" I asked. "Who?" " "By gosh, I don‘t walk with ye," "There, before you! Oh, anybody!. he jawed. And he flounced â€" about, ; Think of his heart and cover him!" vengefully striding on as though punâ€"| _ "See that little rock? Hit it!" ishing her for a misdemeanor. I fired. The sand obscured the rock. She dropped the men a little curtsy. ; She clapped her hands, delighted. "The entertainment. is concluded, |. "You would have kiled him. No.â€" gentlemen. I wish you goodnight !" ; he would have kill:d you. Quick! Give Â¥et underneath her raillery there| it to me!" ‘ lay an appeal, the stronger because| _ And snatching the revolver she subtle and unvoiced. It seemed to me | cocked, leveled and fired instantly. every man must appreciate that, as | The rock split into fragments. 1 a woman, she invoked protection by‘ "I would have killed him," she murâ€" him against an impending something, | mured, gazing tense, seeing I knew not | of which she had given him a glimpse.| what. Wrenching from the vision she \ _ So we left them somewhat subâ€"}handed back the revolver to me. "I dued, gazing after us, their rugged think you are going to do, sir. Only, {f.ces sobered reflectively. lyou must learn to draw. I mustn‘t Een Lo TLC_ tiiLc» Shell we on io the Sre ] Daniel was angrily shouldering for] the Mormon wagons, his indignant | figure black against the â€" western| glow. She laughed lightly. l "You‘re not afraid, after all, I see." "Not of him," madam." "And of me?" "I think I‘m more afraid for you," I confessed. "That clown is gettin unsufferable. _ He sets out to bully :on." "I‘m afraid, too," she breathed. “l‘ ‘tnever have been. afraid before. 1 | didn‘t fear Montoyo. I‘ve always been | able io take care of myself." | _ "You have your revolver?" I sugâ€" | gested. ‘The men stared. Daniel wheeled "i ‘loaw you ain‘t been invited, mi ers chisber o "N3, I haven‘t. It‘s disappeared. Mormon women don‘t carry revolvâ€" "But you‘re not a Mormon woman." "Not yet," she caught quick breath. "Do you know," she queried with sudâ€" den glance, "that Daniel means to marry me?" "But you‘re not free; you have a husband !" . "Oh!" she cried, "why don‘t you! learn to shoot? Won‘t you? Let me have your pistol, please!" "You must grasp the handle firmly, cover it with your whole palm, but don‘t squeeze it to death; just "grip it evenlyâ€"tuck it away. And keep your elbow down; and crook your trigger knuckle is pointing very low â€"at a man‘s feet if you‘re aiming for his heart!" "At his feet for his heart?" I stammered. The words had an ugly sound. "Certainly. We are speaking o{ THE HIGHLAND PARK PRESS HIGHLAND PARK, \ don‘t aim with ygitr eyes \have time. _ M file o sightâ€"it sometifnes cat don‘t aim with ;{r eyes. You won‘t have time. . M file off the front sightâ€"it sometifnes catches, in the draw. _ And it‘s useless, anyway. They fire as they point with the finâ€" ger, by the feel. You see, they know. Some men are born to shoot straight; some have to practice a long, long while. 1 wonder which you are?" "If there is pressing need in my case," said I, "I shall have to rely upon my friends." And snatching the revolver she cocked, leveled and fired instantly. The rock split into fragments. "I would have killed him," she murâ€" mured, gazing tense, seeing I knew not what. Wrenching from the vision she handed back the revolver to me. "I think you are going to do, sir. Only, you must learn to draw. I mustn‘t stay longer. Shall we go to the fire, now? â€"I‘m cold." We walked almost without speakâ€" ing, to the Hyrum Adams‘ fire. Danâ€" iel lifted his upper lip at me as we entered; his eyes never wandered from my face. I was distnetly unâ€" welcome. ~ Accordingly, 1 said a civil "Good evening" to Hyrum and raisâ€" ifg my hat to My Lady, left for my own bailiwick. Friend Jenks joined me. "We were keepin‘ cases on you, Jenk. sat silent, and sitting silent I foresaw that kill Daniel I must. |1 was being sucked into it, irrevoeâ€" | ably willed by him, by her, by them | all. If I did not kill him in defense nd: and so was he. He saw that practice â€"damn, how he did crane! She was givin‘ you pointers, eh"" "Yes, she wanted amusement !" 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