Evans and Sontag, the Famous Bandits of California (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: ...the troubled waters of Will Smith's indignation. "Yes; people will talk I suppose; but it is blamed and diabolically unpleasant for them to mix me up in a scrape of jealousy like that. I say, it is blamed unpleasant." Witty pushed the subject no further. The sun was now going down. Mr. Howell had been working about the yard all afternoon. About this time he was seen walking leisurely toward the woods. "Look at that old sneak," spoke Smith. "He knows where Evans and Sontag are and is going to warn them. I have had my eye on him. Hey there, Mr. Howell " Hearing himself thus called, Mr. Howell stopped. "Where are you going?" asked Smith. "Down in the field to look after the stock." "Two-legged stock, isn't it--carrying guns, eh?" said Smith. "Cattle," replied Howell. "Pretty tough breed of cattle, eh? Rob railroad trains, eh?" continued Smith. "What do you mean?" asked Howell, turning and walking slowly back toward the house. "I mean just this," replied Smith. "I mean that you can't steal a march 011 me. You were going out into the woods to tell Evans and Sontag that we are here, and to tell them to keep away. I am onto your game, sir. As a Deputy United States Marshal, I arrest you, John Howell." HowelPs face turned pale, partly with surprise; but more with anger. "Come into this room and sit down," continued Smith. Howell did so. "Where's your wife?" asked Smith. "Feeding the chickens, I believe," replied Howell. "Call her." Mr. Howell called his wife, and she came in. Smith addressed her: "Madam, on account of peculiar circumstances, I insist that you and your husband remain in this room. Your husband wil...