Motor Matt's Century" Run"

t he was going to do. In the present instance an expedient f

le was a long one. As Matt ran through the gate, he flung the noose which he

ng on toward the front of the house. Matt, holding the rope firmly, s

d him, with the intention of helping him hang onto the en

. "When I make 'em slow down

forward axle, and the back wheels spun around, dashed across the road, and smashed into the fence. Th

Matt's mind. The next moment he had no time to think or to

the stout hemp, was jerked into the air and hurled forward and inward. The pace of the leaders was checked, and the

e leaders, grabbed the bits. Before the rope was pull

round close to the end of the "reach" and an exclamation escaped Matt's lips when he saw th

urt?" cal

o through what she has without being hurt-and badly hurt a

his pocket-knife, severed the rope

p in his arms when a panti

! I will be tak

an, and had a surly, ill-omened face. He was covered with dust, and had evide

her looks. That being the case, why was she with the

belong to you?"

it scare' an' make a run off. Carramba! He bust my wago

o pound them with a stick that he was carrying. His attack was so brutal that Clip grabbed

don't know any better. About half o' these

," scowled Clipperton. "He ought t

d picked up the little girl and was carrying her toward

er to me!"

cried Clip, hurrying toward the second man. "That'll do for you!" he

glittering like a snake's. One hand

d Chub. "He's going to

squared away threateningly. There was a scar in the shape of a cross on th

ed him at once as Mr. McKibben, the sheriff. The Mexicans also seemed to recognize him, for the one

g sharply at the Mexican, and then swerving his g

ed to the 'reach.' It looks as though she was badly hurt. I want to carr

irl don't belong to them." He stepped closer to the Mexican, his eyes on the

"She b'long to a friend of mine, se?or. I t

ffs along with it. In less time than it takes to tell it, one of the cuffs was a

f his feet. Once more the Mexican's hand was plunged into the breast of his coat. It was the left hand this time, however, and

w you. I've had you watched ever since you reached town, so you

attle of hoof

ben," sang out Chub excitedly. "He took one

flashed a look after

," said Clip. "I'

s the man I want. Take the girl into the house, King," he added. "Y

?" asked Matt, looking down at the he

crooked work of some kind going on. The

aid Matt, "she would have got clear of th

the sweat-box and

the greaser for, Mr.

se three horses to the fence, and I'll send some one after them

hich, by that time, had quieted down, and started toward the fence with them; McKibben

om start to finish, and he was