New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1902-04-16


For one frozen second the quartet IN
the game Of holdup stood Ike statues.
Then g pistol shot perforated d far cor
ner Of the ceiling, there was strangled
below Of terror. and dark figure dove
head foremost through the window,
with q mighty crash Of glass.
ait fer me, Mike! another voice
implored.
There was second rush, and the
glass OF another window shattered
Across adjacent fields, two gashed faces
dripped blood at such intervals as q
man may cover in mighty leaps. The
holdups was over.
But what did McArdell care? Wedg-
ed half way down his dumb waiter, he
alternately cursed his girth and the Inn
pulse that had led him to that false hope
OF escape and prayed forgiveness for
his profanity with the fervor of man
who momentarily expects tiger to
reach down and bite his head Oh.
Above the din Of battle he could hear
Tim, his assistant rectting in series
OF frenzied howls catalogue OF hor-
rors to freeze the blood. Tins voice
seemed to come from up stairs, but Nc
ArdeH couldn't be sure because Of the
noise Of the fight. Would the unequal
conflict never end? It seemed impossi-
hle that human strength could so long
hold out. And now the clamor began to
mitigate, then died away until nothing
could be heard but a hoarse painting.
He's getting his wind before he eats
poor Squabr' thought the imprisoned
saloon keeper. .'Then he'll come after
met! forecast followed by so paralyz-
ing an excess Of terror that he lost
consciousness for moment. The voice
Of Tim brought him back
"'Mr. McArdell! Oh, Mr.. McArdell!
Where are you?" ..@s2.&-.5 -
''In the dumb waiter shaft"
"Come up. He's dead"
B "Of course he's dead. Did you think
the tiger was pettin' him, you fool?' H. 81,
'Of course nothin'. It's the tiger
that's dead"
/ Sheer amaze at the prowess Of SQUAD
O'Neill choked McArdell for the mo-
ment. Then he called: j.. s
"Help me out of this. I'm stuck fast
er'n prize onion in a goats gullet.
Get me out, say!'' as5
By dint of much hauling and strug-
Cling McArdell emerged. His first
glance fell upon the corpse Of Sala-
mander, stretched on the floor. On it
sat Squad O'Neill. He was breathing
very hard. All about was scattered
the money dropped by the robbers in
their haste, and Tim was doing the Jig
Of jubilation among It. McArdell stag
gered over and laid a hand on the
striped body of the tiger. i
SQUAD O'Neill," said he, 'tspeak
truth to a man that's feared for his
reason. Is that Salamanca?
" 1t sure u.s." said SQUAD.
Is he dead?"
"Deader'n the ant Noah's elephant
stepped on.''
"And you're alive?"
can dry" <-
McArdell wabbled over to the bar
and took the biggest drink Of whisky
he had swallowed in ten years. -
"Hold hard" said SQUAD resentfully.
II need that worse'n you do.'
'.sf ''Need nothing" said McArdell-eman
that can lick tiger hand to hand.
How'd you ever do it?' @>: ~-..s
r. "Well, he didn't fight back much.''
Didn't fight back?'
I *No," explained SQUAD. 'tHe couldn't.
You see, he's stuffedv
'sStunedr' yelled McArdell. Glow
could he roar if he was stuffedT'
II did the roarin'," explained the con-
vivial Aleck, thrusting his head in at
the door. Sits t'irsty work, but for a
long drink I could roar s'more'
can put in the snarlin' an growl-
In" added Squab 81 didn't go fer to
fool you at first, Mac" he added ear.
nestly. II told you was sent to get
Salamander, though I didn't tell that
he died last week and has been at the
taxidermer's ever since. So come
back to show you, an Aleck come
along to help, an when we run into
the holdup we done our little act, Sala.
mander an me, an" he concluded ju.
ideally, IT think it was sensation.
Do we get q drink, the three Of us?'. !
Very late that night they left a dis.
reputable Salamander on the head
trainers doorstep. His fur was fecked
with sawdust and exuded an unmis.
taxable flavor Of reyelry. Cooked over
one eye was wreath made Of green's
and the gold foil from champagne bot.
ties. In his mouth was a flask OF
brandy. Each fore paw clasped a whis.
ky bottle, each hind paw magnum OF
champagne. The end Of his tail faunt,
ed corkscreW. On his massive fore
head was a placard for all to read;
Treat him kind, for he done his best
1t was signed with four names. that
Of SQUAD O'Neill conspicuous among
them. Next day SQUAD lost his job, but
he doesn't care. McArdeI Is going t.
set him mp for himself as a tiger train
er one Of these days ss.S .-.-
y; The Wends. v. s5
IN outward appearance the Wendl
lsare throughout a powerful, healthy anl