Ted Strong in Montana: Or, With Lariat and SpurTaylor, Edward C.
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Ted Strong in Montana: Or, With Lariat and Spur
Taylor, Edward C.
Cowboys -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories
"Then, for the last time, will you open?"
"No."
Ted swung the sledge and brought it down with all his strength on the
lock of the door.
There followed a crash, and the door flew open suddenly.
Then came another crash; this time from a revolver, and a ball whistled
past Ted, penetrating the brim of his hat and burying itself in the door
casing.
But it was not repeated, for before the guard could wink twice a
tan-colored figure shot through the opening, and he fell to the floor
with a smash that shook the house, and looked up to find a stalwart
youth astride of him, slowly shutting off his wind with strong and
inexorable fingers.
Then he was relieved of his revolver, and before he could indicate that
he was willing to surrender he found himself trussed like a fowl, with
his arms behind his back, and the hall full of young fellows.
"Why didn't you let me know that you had brought a regiment with you?"
he said sullenly. "Maybe I'd have let you in."
"You had your chance to open, and was a fool not to take it," said Ted.
"I believe you."
The major had left the party and walked into a room on the left, and in
a moment they heard sobs issuing from it. He had found the remains of
his sister, and, at a signal from Ted, the boys hustled the deputy
marshal into the back part of the house and retired, leaving the major
alone with his dead sister.
In a few minutes Ted heard his name called, and went into the room where
the major was standing beside a bed, on which was a form covered with a
sheet.
"We must get ready to remove her to my house," said the major, in a
hushed voice.
"Leave it to me," said Ted. "I will take charge of everything."
"And I want you to help me search the house, for I intend to remove all
the valuables she left to Bubbly Well until such time as the courts can
handle her property. I don't propose that it shall fall into alien
hands."
In the room at the foot of the bed was a small steel safe, which Ted
found was fastened with a combination lock. He knelt before it with his
ear to the lock, turning the handle of the combination, listening to the
click of the tumblers, while the major searched the drawers of the
handsome dressing case and other articles of furniture in the room.
Everywhere were evidences that Helen Mowbray had been very wealthy.
On top of the dressing case were sets of gold and silver toilet
articles, and ornaments, boxes, and bottles handsomely chased in silver
and gold, and set with jewels.
In one of the drawers the major found a bunch of keys, probably to open
other drawers in the console and other articles of furniture.
"I have it, major," said Ted quietly, as he flung open the door of the
safe.
"See what is in it, Ted," said the major.
In the bottom of the safe lay a pile of gold ingots representing a value
of many thousands of dollars. A drawer was filled with bank notes of
large denomination. Other drawers were crowded full of the stocks of
mines and other enterprises.
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