somehow from his mother and toward his enemies in his right he bore a rock so heavy that he could scarcely lift it with this he feebly threatened them bis rosy by ic the valley of the moon little face was with rage and he was screaming over and over dam dam dam the laughter with which they greeted him only increased his fury he closer and with a mighty exertion threw the rock it fell a scant six feet beyond his hand this much saxon saw and also mrs rushing into the street for her child a rattling of revolver shots from the drew saxon s attention to the men beneath her one of them cursed sharply and examined the of his left arm which hung by his side down the hand she saw the blood beginning to she knew she ought not remain and watch but the memory of her fighting forefathers was with her while she possessed no more than normal human fear � if anything less she forgot her child in the of battle that had broken upon her quiet street and she forgot the and everything else in amazement at what had happened to the round cigar smoking leader in some strange way she knew not how his head had become at the neck between the tops of the of her fence his body hung down outside the knees not quite touching the ground his hat had fallen off and the sun was making an high light on his bald spot the cigar too was gone she saw he was looking at her one hand between the seemed waving at her and almost he seemed to wink at her though she knew it to be the of deadly pain possibly a second or at most two seconds she gazed at this when she was aroused by s voice he was running along the in front of her house and behind him charged several more while he shouted come on you we got em nailed to the cross in his left hand he carried a pick handle in his right a revolver already empty for he the vainly around as he ran with an abrupt stop dropping the pick handle he whirled half about saxon s gate he was sinking down when he straightened him by ic the valley op the moon self to throw the into the face of a who was jumping toward him then he began swaying at the same time at the knees and waist slowly with infinite effort he a gate in his ri t hand and still slowly as if lowering himself sank down while past him leaped the crowd of he had led it was battle without a the and their surrounded backed against saxon s fence fought like rats but could not withstand the rush of a hundred men clubs and pick handles were swinging were and were flung with crushing effect at arm s distance saxon saw young frank a friend of s and a father of several months standing press the of his revolver against a s stomach and fire there were curses and of rage wild cries of terror and pain was right these things were not men they were beasts fighting over bones destroying one another for bones are are bones the phrase was an incessant in saxon s brain much as she might have wished it she was powerless now to withdraw from the window it was as if she were her brain no longer worked she sat staring incapable of anything save seeing the rapid horror before her eyes that flashed along like a moving picture gone mad she saw special police and go down one terribly wounded on his knees and begging for mercy was kicked in the face as he backward another standing over him fired a revolver into his chest quickly and deliberately again and again until the weapon was empty another backed over the by a hand clutching his throat had his face by a revolver butt again and again continually the revolver rose and fell and saxon knew the man who it � johnson she had met him at dances and danced with him in the days before she was married he had always been kind and good natured she remembered the friday night after a city hall band by ic the valley op the moon when he had taken her and two other girls to s on street and after that they had all gone to s and drunk a glass of beer before they went home it was impossible that this could be the same johnson and as she looked she saw the round leader still by the neck between the draw a revolver with his free hand and horribly press the against s side she tried to scream a warning she did scream and looked up and saw her at that moment the revolver went and he prone upon the body of the and the bodies of three men hung on her fence anything could happen now quite without surprise she saw the leaping the fence her few little and into the earth as they fled between house and hers up pine street from the railroad yards was coming a rush of railroad police and s firing as they ran while down pine street horses at a came three packed with police the were in a trap the only way out was between the houses and over the back yard fences the jam in the narrow alley prevented them all from escaping a dozen were in the angle between the front of her house and the steps and as they had done so were they done by no effort was made to arrest they were down and shot down to the last man by the of the peace who were by what had been on their brethren it was all over and saxon moving 