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Bowers had offered to take Lingle, the Deputy Sheriff, to the sheep camp, which he was sure he could find easily from the directions Mormon Joe had given him when he hired him, but, as it proved, the herder had been over-sanguine.
Teeters looked at him wonderingly but said nothing; instead, he went out in search of the deputy. Lingle was sitting dejectedly on the edge of the sidewalk when Teeters found him, and the deputy returned his spicy greeting dispiritedly. "You look bilious as a cat," said Teeters, eying him. "Why don't you take somethin'?"
At the hearing held in the hall of the House with a large audience present Dr. Anna Howard Shaw, president of the National Association, was the chief speaker. Others included Mrs. Henderson, Mrs. Reilley, Mrs. Adelaide Goodno, president of the Woman's Christian Temperance Union; Mrs. Al Fairbrother and Mrs. Thomas W. Lingle. Miss Henderson, Legislative Committee chairman, presided.
"I'll tell Lingle, but I don't think there's anything in it." "Why?" Teeters' eyes narrowed. "Because I know where the gun come from!" Bowers looked his astonishment. "I'd swear to that gun stock on a stack of Bibles," Teeters continued. "It was swelled from layin' in water, and a blacksmith riveted it. The blacksmith died last summer or by now we'd a had his affidavit."
Kate would as well have been proven guilty and convicted, for all the difference the verdict of the coroner's jury made in the staring crowd that parted to let her pass as she came from the inquest. She had untied her horse with the unseeing eyes of a sleep-walker and was about to put her foot in the stirrup when Lingle came up to her.
A strand of soft hair had slipped from beneath her cap and lay upon a cheek that was a vivid pink in the cold atmosphere; she had the clear skin of perfect health and her lips were red with the blood that was close to the surface, while the gray eyes with which she regarded him were frank and steady as she gazed at him inquiringly. Lingle tugged at his hat brim instinctively.
"Without aimin' to toot my horn none, I got a notion I can wrangle dudes to a fare-ye-well. I'll give it a try-out, anyway. By the way, Major, have you seen Lingle? How's the case comin'?" The Major's face changed instantly and he said with quite obvious sarcasm: "He's busier than a man killin' rattlesnakes, and he's makin' himself unpopular, I can tell you, tryin' to stir up somethin'."
Among the North Carolina women who have made addresses for suffrage in the State are: Dr. Delia Dixon-Carroll, Miss Louise Alexander, Miss Clara B. Byrd, Mrs. Cunningham, Miss Harriet Elliott, Mrs. Fairbrother, Mrs. Henderson, Mrs. Jerman, Mrs. Lingle, Mrs. T. D. Jones, Mrs. Platt, Miss Weil.
The girl gave a cry sharp, anguished, as one might scream out with a crushed finger. Bowers advanced a step and demanded fiercely of Lingle: "Don't you know nothin' not no damned nothin'?" Kate's face was marble. "You mean he's dead he won't come back here ever?" "You've said it," the deputy replied, huskily.
"I thought you were a coyote when the sheep began running," she said, good-naturedly. "They've been bothering a lot this cold weather." Lingle mumbled that he "presumed so." "I suppose you are the new herder?" "I came out with him," the deputy replied evasively. "Didn't Uncle Joe come?" Kate's face fell in disappointment. Lingle shifted his weight and looked elsewhere.
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