The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1906-11-16

| tnIly slapped the mans AhnuluOr,
There followed n general oxchanF
OF hantering pleasantries, then In
little drift the doctor said gennlly
so this legacy was IN mind u weeI
ago, Joe, when YOU asked me to wal
TO settle that little business AFFAIR O
! onrsy"
Riley lifted one foot to the bugg
step and bent over to tic a draggin
shoc-strlng, Yes, Doe, | had The lc
gacy IN mind all right"
Norton's smile held the radiance o
I sunshine after storm, "rhe none.
couldn't have come IN more handy
Joe, That little mother OF mine 4
all worn out. Now | shall take you
$500 and send her TO the shore for a
long time as can coax her to stay.
You aiUt Wfrying your CHECKER
before you've catched 1t. be you. Doc q
I--dont quite understand" I'll,
doctors mind fumbled for the poln
OF humor In Joe's joke.
III man had a thoroughbred glvel
him unexpected he keeps him for his
own riding, don't heF'' Joe withdrew
his foot, and stood at the curb. his
arms broadly folded across the be
striped shirt bosom with the anne
thyst studs, "Ain't fool enough 70
hitch the ally up to his delivery wag-
on, even II one OF his team has gone
a bit lame, Is he?" He gave a wag.
glsh wink first at Pete on his right.
then at the three old cronIes hanging
on his words Il few steps to the left,
This hdra sleek. bobtaiied fortune
amt no hack horse to haul load OF
debts, She's to be ridden for sport
see ?"
Come Joe" said the dactor quietly.
quit your foollng I'm In dead ear
nest. so am l."
Norton's eyes blaxed. Joe Riley,
give you fair warning~~Tli put up with
no nonsense' You'll pay me that 5000
or III have the law on you.
And the laugh on you. Doc Nor
.on!" cried Joe mlmicking the doc.
or's tone. Your bin was outlawcd
iesterday--I had that In mind, too,
when | asked you TO give me another
week."
For an instant the doctor sat mo-
ionlcss, then he threw the lines out
4 his hands and jumped from the
'uggy. DashIng on his coat and toss
ng II on the sidewalk. he cried: THE
ms outlawed. Is Il? by heaven we'll
ettle II without the law them"
The astonlshed Riley skunk back
rom Nortons threatening fist. You
re making Il pretty good blum. Doc"
e laughed derisIvely, But II don't |
ut any Ice with met" You bookIsh
len ain't got the ginger to fight.
nd"
A blow from Nortons fist stung
rimson trail down Riley's left cheek.
'lth cry Of rage Joe sprang upon
Is antagonist.
out Of hurrying clouds OF dust up
nd down the pike men came running.
was doing In front OF
'atsons-- IN the field the plow was
IT in the furrow: in the butcher
lop the clcaver flung down upon
q chopplng block,
They lined up along the walk; they
iddled In watching clusters In the
ad, shoulder pressed 10 shoulder,
mining In the fight, pressing closer
ID closer when Norton and Riley
'ked in a desperate grapple: draw
8 back In wayering lines ms the
o mems fists forced a widcned cir
. Of combat.
Rilcy's tall burly form, his becfy So
ms barred TO the elbow, the coarse
ming Of his face acCentuated by
ntrast Nortons slender figure and
Q refinement OF his features. but
. Doctors fists whipped out in re-
tless blows
There was no time for explanations,
d the crowd was not one of fine
but for the past ten
Ia I,.
nate touch with their lives and
arts, and they championed him to II
man. III
Go 1t Doc! Steady there! That's II
boy Doc!' were cries given in an
ending scale Of enthusiasm. II
siley's great bulk was now wall
self defense, now a battering ram
danger against his foe. But Nor
g staying power, his habit Of ig-
ing fatigue, aches and pain in the
formance Of physicians duties,
stored the strength OF resistance
every fiber Of his being, while his
"tness both Of mind and body,
ned In telling force when brought
} play with Riley's numbering clum-
49,
he blow upon Joe's left cheek no
ger showed-his whole face was a
plish crimson, drops of sweat
kled form his forehead, his breath
ing and going pantingly.
Come Joe,-give in," cried Norton.
t's call It finish"