The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, October 28, 1937, Image 6

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CHAPTER VII—Continued
«
Walt Amos turned his back on
them, and stood staring out into the
sun-blasted street. That street was
curiously empty — unwholesomely
empty, so that nobody who had seen
the crowd there could look at that
street now without knowing that
something was irregular, something
WTOong.
‘““Move out, then," the sheriff said.
“Drag your freight and drag it
quick. Keep going. Five minutes
town."
Horse Dunn chuckled in his short
beard and hitched his belt up. Slow-
ly he sauntered past the deputies,
staring at each of them with
open insolent amusement as he
passed; then he
huge hulk that
frame of the door.
Unhurrying, the 9% men made
their way along the main street of
Inspiration, around the corner to
their car.
But as the dust
kicked out from und
they knew that they |
1 x the
out, a
whole
shouldered
filled the
little empty corral
house by the barns
to climb the fence
Billy Wheeler,
around him, went
got his razors out
beside
tired «
to his re
Here Horse presently came
ing for him. The
walked in slowly,
door after him.
and closed
He sat down
ments of a man a
old; and he co
his hands.
“You know what she said
he demanded.
‘““Nope."’
“1 went out to where she's
on that corral. I just
her about Rufe Deane
vered his face with
to me?"
wanted to tell
throwing
they cleared the
maybe if she'd seen it all she'd
know we're So 1
went out there and said, *
That was all I said
looked at me. Anc
savs—‘You're }
run red.’ ”
Suddenly Billy
tached pity for ti
girl. He wa
Dunn
curiously depender
1
street
what
5 able
man, who looked like
was dependent
than she
upon
was
1 were deeply
they could
each other,
He could not chance
that the girl would learn to under-
stand either Horse Dunn or the dry
country men whom he faced
Dunn was what the dry country had
made him; and there was no longer
anything in the old man's life ex-
cept the cow kingdom he had
dreamed, and tried to build, for her.
A slight noise was heard and Old
Man Coffee came in gloomily and
threw his coiled dog whip on the
floor.
“1 haven't actually hit a dog with
that thing for over nine days,” he
offered. ‘But I swear I come close
to hitting one tonight. That old fool
makes me so cussed"
“Coffee,”’ Dunn interrupted, ‘you
haven't been here long; but you've
trailed and back-trailed, and pro-
moted all over this place with those
long-eared hounds. Now tell me one
thing: do you see any show of find-
ing out who killed Lon Magoon?"
Old Man Coffee dropped into a
chair and considered for several
long moments. ‘‘No,” he said at
last.
“Why?” Dunn demanded.
“Somebody, some place, may
have killed Lon Magoon, for all I
know. But he sure wasn’t killed at
Short Crick.”
For once in his life old Horse
Dunn's jaw dropped. “Look here!
You wouldn't go to fooling with
me?"
“I don't always know what I'm
talking about. This time I know.”
“But the saddle—"'
“I don’t question it was Magoon’s
saddle; I only say it was a different
man was killed in it.”
Again Horse stared at Coffee;
then he relaxed a little, and sat
down on the bunk. “Coffee,” he
said, “if you're so dead sure, in
God’s name tell us what you know!”
Coffee squinted his deep-set eyes
at Dunn. “I sore-footed a good dog,
and like to killed a mule, getting
over here to help you with this case.
I don’t ask for that to be appre-
ciated. But I'm getting a little tired
of answering all the questions
around here!”
Horse looked baffled. “What's the
matter with you?"
hurt,
cause not
see much
“I'm tired of being lied to, for
one thing."
“Who's lied to you?”
“More than one, right here on this
place. Dunn, there's too many
things not open to the eye around
here to suit me!”
“Coffee,” said Horse Dunn with-
out belligerence, “what in all hell
do you mean by that?"
“I'll just give you one sample.”
Old Man Coffee picked up his dog
whip from the floor and sorted out
its coils with bony old fingers.
“There's been a horse in this case
that's been known as the killer's
horse, because he left his trail at
Short Crick, mixed up in the sign
of the killing. You know I took old
Rock and we trailed that horse;
though it come to nothing, then.
Now, since we've been back here
this afternoon, I've seen a funny
thing. Rock's been working around
the horse corrals, by himself; try-
ing to work out a trail. Dog voices
is peculiar—they call different trails
in different ways. And
I heard Rock's voice, I knew he was
ying the trail of the horse."
as soon as
1 Never Heard the
Beat.”
rae has
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wat right
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he had
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CHAPTER VIII
The mountains were throwing
their early lucid twilight across the
range of the 94 by the time the cow-
boys cleared their supper plates.
They had eaten in silence. But
somehow in the interval since the
conference in Billy Wheeler's room,
everybody there had learned that a
between Old Man Coffee
So now loafed in
mess shack, and nobody spoke
of seven-up. They rolled cigarettes
and lighted pipes, and a couple of
lamps were lit, throwing tall, huge
shadows of the men on the walls
behind. They all knew that the 94
was up against a thrash-out, with-
in itself.
Horse Dunn broke the silence im-
patiently. ““There sure ought to be
enough scrapping on this range
without hunting up trouble among
ourselves. In ordinary times this
whole killing case wouldn't amount
to a tinker's dam to begin with.”
“I'm not so sure,” said Old Man
Coffee.
“What kind of a case have they
got?" Horse demanded. “They can’t
even find their everlasting stiff!”
“They're pretty liable to find it,”
Old Man Coffee thought. “When
they find it, it'll be about all they
need. If it's Magoon, like you claim,
they can show motive—you said
openly that you'd kill Magoon if
you caught him on 94 range. They've
got opportunity-—by your own state-
ment you were riding alone on Red
Sleep Ridge that day, and the Red
Sleep is within striking distance of
Short Crick. They can prove you
hid the dead man’s saddle—which
they can stretch to make look like a
concealment of the crime. And all
this says nothing about the killing of
Cayuse Cayetano.”
“What's known about the killing
of Cayuse?”’
“How do I know? We're so popu-
lar around here we can't even go
look over Ace Springs without get-
ting into a scrap with officers of
they still
the peace—same as Billy got into
at Short Crick.”
Dunn slumped down in his chair
and went to growling into his war-
like beard. ‘I don't believe you
know any more about it than the
rest of us do.”
“I'll put it stronger than that.
Maybe—" Old Man Coffee made
each word separately heard—
“someone in this room knows a
whole lot more than I know!"
Horse Dunn sat pertectly still, ex-
cept for his eyes; his head did not
raise and no muscle of his face
changed, but his eyes whipped to
the old lion hunter's face.
moment he
remark you're sure going to have
yack up.”
‘I'll say just one thing more.
There's scarcely a man in this room
that hasn't lied to me at least once,
in the little time I've been here.”
ing himself square in his chair.
where they've been, and when. No
what he's up
Gil, here—the
knows
re Take
man
against
sheriff
the voice
NT
mean
“To hell witl
“You'll either
Horse
swaller
outraged
you'll
whole!"
“That
said
For
I won't do either," Coffee
a moment Horse Dunn stared
wn,
ng ugly. “I
stand for that, Coffee.’ he
said. “You know I can't stand for
sian.
“l can't help that.”
“You don't give n
Horse Dunn
offee stood up
if, a queer smile
send me a che
5, he said. He s
the dark
s after Old Man
sat silent, unable to realize that the
old lion iter was no longer of
heir number.
always heard he was cracky
now he's gone cracked altogether.
I suppose the old fool won't even
stay the night-—he’'ll go sleep in the
brush somewhere. Well,
enough! Somebody go catch him his
mule.”
Two or three of them moved, but
he took it
Coffee saddled his black mule
two old men together again, but he
felt that it was one of those things
that a man has to try. He kept
trying to think of an angle of ap-
proach, but Old Man Coffee, whose
packing up was easily done, was
ready to move out before Wheeler
had thought of a way.
Old Man Coffee extended his hand.
“Well, so long, son.” ’
“I'm almighty sorry,” Wheeler
said, ‘to see you leave this case.
You're needed here, if ever a man
was.”
“Tough,” said Old Man Coffee. He
swung aboard the black mule and
sat looking down at Billy Wheeler
the saddle. “I kind of like
you, son. You seem to have a lit
tle more s: than the others.
here's something for you to keep
under yc I'm not out of this
n going to do one more
job before 1 go. I'm going to find
man.
So
et.
‘You think you can?"
“Looks like I might. Horse Dunn
ain't in his. He ma: f
fool of me, and himself too, when he
got bullheaded anc
n'a ¢ i »
goon's saddle
~he on 1 de
Then a strang
illy Wheeler had
ice of it. As he sa
he dark he now found
y aware of the peopled
aware of the ex-
act location of the men in the bunk
house, of the ponies in the corrals
It was a peculiar sensation, as if
he were suddenly more awake than
before, as awake as a man in a
ring battle, or a man in danger,
And especially he was aware of
the dark, brush country at
most a fc
silent
juniper stood thick behind the
Somewhere out there a
twig cracked, and his nerves jerked.
Something in that black mile of
brush was as awake as he,
Then abruptly the silence broke,
definitely, once-and-for-all, as if
shell of stillness had
cracked
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Wood has found a wide variety
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