Part 4 (1/2)

”What did you do that for?”

”To suet any here”

”Oh, yes, ill You'll see”

”I a---”

He never finished that sentence

Miller had heard the danger signal, ca up quietly behind Ti bloith the butt of his pistol

It knocked the sheriff down

He was hardly prostrate before the whole gang was upon him, and while one took the pistols away froed him

He thus was rendered perfectly helpless

When he recovered from the effect of the blow, he found hi, unable to move or speak, and tied up to the old-fashi+oned bed post

”Fool,” said Jesse, standing before hiled hate and rage ”Are you soft enough to ile handed?”

Timberlake did not reply of course

But the look of intense fury he bestowed upon Jesse, a in histo leave you here,” preceded the king of the bandits, ”and we are going back to Clay County I'd like to blow your head off before we go, but that would run h to stuh, I shall be less ed as he was, Tione,” said Jesse turning to his companions ”We barely have time to catch the train”

They filed out of the room, and Jesse locked the door, carried the key away, and they left the hotel

Making speed, they quickly reached the railroad depot

A train was just leaving

They quickly boarded it

Away they hirled to Missouri

And that was the last Wrightstown ever saw of them

CHAPTER III