What Happened on Cameron Creek
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Twelve miles above the mouth, where the deserted cabins of Two Prong straggled along the bank, the officers landed and banged upon the door of old Jap Kinkade's store.
"Constable Morgan and Sergeant McKeever knew that word of their coming had preceded them."
"What's wanted?" queried a petulant voice. "Can't ye give a man time to git up?"
"Oh, can that rot, Jap! I'm hep to you—I'm McKeever." The door opened and the ill-kempt old man blinked sleepily.
