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Updated: June 5, 2025
So they let Joe out of his stall and showed the Deputy how deserving he was of the finest mate that could be in horsedom. While they were circling around Joe confabbing, Chris climbed into the Deputy's auto and threw the power full on. The men heard a monster puffing and a shriek from the lad, and sprang out too late. The big auto shot away, luckily taking a straight course down the street.
Ineffable scorn was in the deputy's answer: "It might hurt the town to have this murder stirred up and the story sent broadcast make prospective settlers hesitate to invest in such a dangerous community that's what was given me, along with my instructions to quit. But another reason is that the man implicated belongs to one of them secret orders." "I can't believe it!" she cried piteously.
So you just leave me this deputy's badge, and make my commission regular and permanent, and I'll keep an eye on him. Give me a paper so I can get a requisition and bring him back to stand trial, any time he breaks out. I'll be responsible for him, sheriff." "And who in blazes are you?" the sheriff inquired, with a grin to remove the sting of suspicion. "Name sounded familiar, too!"
The quietness of her question contrasted strangely with the gruffness of the Second Deputy's voice as he answered her. "Oh, they think I 'm a has-been round here," he snorted. "They 've got the idea I 'm out o' date. And I 'm going to show 'em a thing or two to wake 'em up." "How?" asked the woman. "By doing what their whole kid-glove gang have n't been able to do," he avowed.
First, that no parliament should be summoned by the deputy's authority without the king's special license for that purpose.
While the managers of the commons demanded every moment, that the deputy's conduct should be examined by the line of rigid law and severe principles, he appealed still to the practice of all former deputies, and to the uncontrollable necessity of his situation.
"We can't help going round by the Travellers Twopenny, if we go the short way, which is the back way," Durdles answers, "and we'll drop him there." So they go on; Deputy attentive to every movement of the Stony One, until at length nearly at their destination Durdles whistles, and calls "Holloa, you Deputy!" "Widdy!" is Deputy's shrill response, standing off again. "Catch that ha'penny.
They've never half cleaned the hole out. It's swelled to the shoulder and little pieces of my shirt keep sloughing out. Any cowpuncher with a jack-knife could do a better job than they have done. They don't know how, Dan, and what's worse they don't care!" He reached for the deputy's hand and clung to it as he begged again "My God! Dan, won't you believe me and get me out of here?
A man with a deputy's shield ran toward them. "Move on!" he said brutally. "Move on, or I'll roil you in." And Janet, once clear of the people, fled westward, the words the foreigner had spoken ringing in her ears.
"You let the water into the ditch," suggested Crawford. "Yessir. I did that. They was shelterin' me and o' course I had to do like they said." "When did you escape?" "On the way back to the penitentiary. A fellow give the deputy sheriff a drink on the train. It was doped. We had that fixed. The keys to the handcuffs was in the deputy's pocket.
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