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The afternoon waned till the sun tipped the high range in the west

The exciteradually wore away, and

toward sunset strings of ilantes disappeared, and presently only a quiet and

curious croas left round the grilance showed that the vigilantes had swung

Frenchy's dead body in the noose he would have escaped by treachery

They had hanged him dead What a horrible proof of the temper of

these newborn vigilantes! They had left the bandits swinging What

sight was so appalling as these linity--at least the dignity of death And

death sometimes had a majesty But here both life and death had been

robbed and there was only horror Joan felt that all her life she

would be haunted

"Joan, we've got to leave Alder Creek," declared Cleve, finally He

rose to his feet The words seeht every bandit in the gang would run as far as he

could from here But--you can't tell what these wild ht to make them hide for a

spell Still, no o?"

"Let's walk If we buy horses or wait for the stage we'll have to

see men here--and I' the road sure And the trails,