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A SQUARE SHERIFF
What -Resulted When Hev
. Treated a Man Right
The sheriff lay broodingly
awake, when a call and a heavy
knock through b him out of bed.
"Bank broke into; safe crack
ed ; two thousand gone," the man
half shouted. "Guess it's the same
The sheriff -threw on his clothes
and slipped his pistol into his hol
ster. In front of Haley's place a
crowd was beginning to gather,
forming itself into one big mut
tering, threatening group.
"Boys," he said, "I want 'er
make this a lone' hand game.".
Mounting, he rode down the
Within two weeks one safe had
been cracked and two stores
robbed at' Tyson. These robber-ieSy-coming
as they did on the eve
tof the county . elections, seemed
to seal the sheriff's doom.
As the deputy-had shouted into
his ear the news of the last rob
'bery, he had thought of a daring
capture that would turn public
feeling again to him. To aid his
hope he had a theory. He believ
ed that the robber escaped by the
old mountain trail to Tiger.
The sun had risen well above
the hills when the sheriff stopped
with an eager cry. i At the bot
tom of a steep, almost precipit
ous, descent sprawled the body
of a" horse shot through the head.
It was plain r that it had fallen,
snapped a. leg, and nad been shot"
to end its suffering.
'The sheriff topped a steep as
cent," and helow him appeared a
man toiling along. The sure-footed
pony clattered down the trail.
The man wheeled. His" band flew
to his side. With a groan, the.
sheriff toppled out of his saddle
hung for an instant on the edge
of the' cliff, and fell. His hotse
wheeled and dashed back along
the trail. ' ,
Automatically the sheriffs
hands clutched out. With a. vio
lent jolt he brought up arid lay
on the narorw ledge, clinging
weakly to a projecting root. Be
low him was a drop to instant
death. His strength began to
ebb, a mist came over his eyes,
his fingers relaxed, and he could
feel himself slipping over the
ledge, when an arm caught him
round the body. Everything went
"black, before his eyes. When next
he opened them he was back on
the trail, a stocky man was sup
porting him, staunching the
wound in his shoulder, then giv
ing him a drink from his flask.
The man had taken off his coat
and was making a pillow of it for
the sheriff's head, when a com
pany of six horsemen clattered
into sight along the trail.
The man continued to kneel by t
the sheriff. A flash came-into the
tetter's eyes and. died out He,
saw a vision of what his defeat
would mean his crushed ambi
tions, his ruined hopes. The manf
kneeling by him straightened upr
and, stepping back, folded his
"arms stoqially. The clatter'of the
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