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Others had ridden over from neighboring ranches. All of them plainly meant business. They meant to stamp out rustling, and their determination had been given an edge by the wounding of Luck Cullison, the most popular man in the county. "Think again, Curly," advised Sweeney quietly. "The boys ain't trifling about this thing. They mean to find out who was in the rustling of the Bar Double M stock."

I need the coin for entertainin' purposes, I'll pay you in the mornin'." "You got me that time," said Orcutt. "Here's the coin." "Shall we sit down here?" asked Winthrop, indicating one of the tables. "Sure! Now this ain't no frame-up. No, I'll set where I can watch Sweeney. He's like to steal his own cash-register if you don't watch him." And Winthrop noticed that his companion faced the door.

"You recognize that mug, don't you?" whispered my friend. "It's that coruscating young ass, you know, Hedrick in Cummings' office trying to study law and literature at the same time, and tampering with 'The Monster that Annually, don't you know? where we found the two young students scuffling round the office, and smelling of peppermint? Hedrick, you know, and Sweeney.

"I'll write to Sweeney," he said finally, "and get him to give me a statement in writing of just what he proposes to do, a complete outline of his plans down." The manager could not restrain the question which rose to his lips: "But your daughter, is she willing that you should make all these arrangements?" Gallito looked at him sharply from under his beetling brows.

"Now, sir!" said the Professor, leading the limp Sweeney forward, and addressing him in a quick sharp tone of voice. "Now, sir, you are a great contractor own large factories, and with untold business interests. And yet ha! ha! See! see!

But even the testimony of Sweeney was that of an accomplice, requiring corroboration, while that of Peabody remained the evidence of "a mere policeman," eager to convict the defendant and "add another scalp to his official belt." With an extraordinary accumulation of evidence the case hinged on the veracity of these two men, to which was opposed the denial of the defendant and her husband.

In September, 1895, M. F. Sweeney, an American amateur, at Manhattan Field in New York jumped six feet 5 5/8 inches high in the running high jump without weights. With weights, J. H. Fitzpatrick at Oak Island, Mass., jumped six feet six inches high. The record for the running high kick is nine feet eight inches, a marvelous performance, made by C. C. Lee at New Haven, Conn., March 19, 1887.

"You see, General," Sweeney said, "when my Chief fell, I threw my banjo away and got a musket." "If I only had Stuart here to-day!" Lee sighed. "He'd cut his way through, sir, with a shout and a laugh," Sweeney boasted. A courier handed Lee a dispatch and Sweeney edged away. The Commander read the message with a frown and crumpled the paper in his hand.

"Well yes I I you see, I bought of him this year, and when you buy of a person, why, naturally, you " "Naturally; I understand." She walked across the hall, threw open the door, and met T. A. Buck's glance coolly. "Mr. Buck, Miss Sweeney, of Des Moines, is here, and I'm sure you want to see her. This way, Miss Sweeney." Miss Sweeney, sidling, blushing, fluttering, teetered in.

He saw that being coming, coming, saw it detour to pass a prostrate body on the floor; always silent, but always coming, always drawing nearer. He saw this thing, he, Pete Sweeney, he, Long Pete, whose name alone was terror. He knew what it meant, he knew what he should do, what he had sworn to do; the muzzles of his two revolvers were already focussed, but he made no move.