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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (July 1, 1887)
iOU SB..1 11" i'.!WMM 510 THE WEST SHORE. " I don't know," said the man, "being where that little willow run crosses the oat all night, as I'm obleeged to be" road, an' there's a big gate there; well Here, to Clara's astonishment, her fa- just there, some one sprang out of the ther appeared, with outstretched hand willows, an' called out, 'Haiti' butbe and cordial welcome. " Why, Mr. Ben- fore Fred could sense the words, the man ton, how do you do?" fired, and Fred was shot in the head " Quite well, sir; hope you're the killed instantly. He fell over, an' the same," replied the new-comer, while passenger sitting on the seat with him Clara, mortified beyond measure at her ketched him an' held him. The horses blunder, endeavored to escape, began to run, Boon's Fred dropped the " Come here, Callie," said Mr. Willis, reins, an' then they drove like mad, up " My danghter Clara, Mr. Benton. You the gulch, into camp. Everybody that must excuse her for her answer to your heard 'em comin' knew something was rrrj nest lor supper; we have so many up. Well, that's all, except that the tramp visitors, and we never refuse them hull camp turned out to help the sheriff bread and milk. Clara didn't know you, an the murderer ain't found yet There you soe, and - " is every reason to believe two of 'em was " No more apologies," interrupted Mr. there, intendin' to rob the stage. Reckon Inton, good-naturedly, "Hook enough the murder was sort o' unpremeditated like a tramp, I am sure." The company's cash was expected that " But what brought you here just night, but it didn't come. We're quite now?" asked Mr. Willis, as he led his sure the rascals are over there in that gnost to a seat on the piazza. basin; they've been tracked 'here and " We were sent to guard the bridge lost their horses, an' we expect em to to-night," said Mr. Benton. try to cross the river to-night; that's "Employed by the railroad compa- why we are to guard the bridge. Every ny ? " queried Mr. Willis. " I supposed bridge anywhere around is guarded." the bridge was considered safe, but 'tis " You say we; who is with you? " in pretty h,gh water." qaired Mr. Willis, as Clara went to the Oh no, that isn t it," replied Mr. table to deposit her dishes. Benton, ln bewildered surprise. "Don't "Ike Grant," replied Mr. Benton, you know-hadn t you heard of the mur- " He's on the other side. I was to let dor up a Jumper gulch? " him know if we could get supper hera Murder shrieked Clara, as she If I'd known this was your place, I'd a' topped ,n the doorway, with a plate of fetched him right along." brea ,n one hand and a dish of fruit in Wish you had," said M, Willis, uYJ, t "but the next best thing is to call him les, answered Mr. Benton, turning now. I'll send Tom over." IrtvlZ 6 8P u"Fr(1 W Tom B00n cr088ed Wdta and re-' carried " Friwi jii m . a gUD' J were conversing eager- JlS o-" 0h W U i J men ateYth, , "He.MW i v bountiful meal Clara had provided, the? p S M ' this " WW "f the exciting event, without A SdSLjSLff" ''W'm preparedtocamp i rt Ti 8 the'-ui 'or the night, at the bridge, Clar. had yut along there, you remember, thought of nothing but the murder,
