Part 20 (1/2)

Paul led the way in the direction of the barn. There, in the gloom, they saw two men struggling violently. They were Dottery and the negro, Jeff Jones. The other horse thieves and Jack Blowfen were nowhere in sight.

Two horses were running about wildly, alarmed by the shots in the dark.

Both were bridled but had no saddles.

”Catch the hosses!” yelled Dottery, as he made out the forms of the boys. ”Don't let 'em get out of that break in the fence!”

”Have you that man?” cried Paul.

”I will have in a second.”

The brothers ran for the animals as directed. It was no light work to secure them. When it was accomplished they ran the horses into the barn and closed the doors. As they came out panting from their exertions, they heard a gunshot from the brush on the opposite side of the road, and then the voice of Jack Blowfen calling out:

”Let them hosses go, you rascals! Take that, Saul Mangle, fer the trick yer played me in Deadwood!”

”Rush and Lilly!” gasped Chet. He said no more, but started in the direction of the encounter. He was determined his horse should not be taken again. Paul came on his heels. Both boys were now sufficiently aroused to fight even with their firearms. The wire fence was cleared at a single bound and into the brush they dove pell-mell.

That Jack Blowfen was having a fierce hand-to-hand contest with his antagonist was plain. The boys could hear both men thras.h.i.+ng around at a lively rate.

”You've hit me in the leg, and I'll never forgive you for it!” they heard Saul Mangle exclaim. ”How do you like that, you milk-and-water cow puncher?”

”I don't like it, and ain't going ter stand it, yer low down hoss thief and gambler,” returned Jack Blowfen, and then came the fall of one body over another, just as Paul and Chet leaped into the little opening where the battle was taking place.

They saw Jack Blowfen on his back with Saul Mangle on top of him. The horse thief had the b.u.t.t of a heavy pistol raised threateningly. He looked alarmed at the unexpected appearance of the boys.

”Let up there!” sang out Paul. ”Let up at once!”

The cry and the glint of the boys' weapons decided Mangle. With a low muttering he gave Jack Blowfen's body a kick and sprang for the bushes.

Chet and Paul went after him, leaving the cowboy to stagger to his feet and regain his pistols.

The boys followed Mangle not over a dozen feet. Then they came upon Darry Nodley, who had several horses in a bunch, among them Rush and Lilly. The man had been waiting for the leader of the gang to finish his row with Blowfen.

Saul Mangle was ahead of the two boys, but ere he could leap upon the back of the nearest animal Paul ran up to him and seized him by the arm.

”Stop!” he ordered. ”You cannot take those horses. We will shoot you both if you attempt it!”

”The Winthrop youngsters,” muttered Darry Nodley. ”How did they find their way here?”

He attempted to move on, thinking Mangle would follow. But now Chet barred the way.

The ranch boy had his gun up to his shoulder and there was a determined look on his sunburnt face. He was fighting for Rush as much as for anything else.

”Get down!” was all he said, but the tone in which the words were uttered left no room for argument.

Darry Nodley hesitated and thought at first to feel for his own gun. But then he changed his mind. He saw that Chet was thoroughly aroused, and saw, too, that Jack Blowfen was coming up.

”We'll have to make tracks,” he cried to Saul Mangle, and leaped to the ground, putting the horse between himself and Chet, and ran for the bushes.

In the meantime Paul and Saul Mangle were having a hand-to-hand fight.