What do y'u say?"
"I'm with y'u, old man. But put a name to it. What are y'u
proposing?"
"I'm proposing that y'u and I make it our business not to have
any other business until we clean out this nest of wolves. Let's
go right after them, and see if we can't wipe out the
Shoshone-Teton outfit."
"How? They own the law, don't they?"
"They don't own the United States Government. When they held up a
mail-train they did a fool thing, for they bucked up against
Uncle Sam. What I propose is that we get hold of one of the gang
and make him weaken. Then, after we have got hold of some
evidence that will convict, we'll go out and run down my namesake
Ned Bannister. If people once get the idea that his hold isn't so
strong there's a hundred people that will testify against him.
We'll have him in a Government prison inside of six months."
"Or else he'll have us in a hole in the ground," added the
foreman, dryly.
"One or the other," admitted Bannister. "Are y'u in on this
thing?"
"I surely am. Y'u're the best man I've met up with in a month of
Sundays, seh. Y'u ain't got but one fault; and that is y'u don't
smoke cigareets. Feed yourself about a dozen a day and y'u won't
have a blamed trouble left.
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