Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-12-06

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tearing sobs that seemed to rend him
apart, while Hudson. his gun in hand
stood regarding him gloatingly
"'"Fraid o. tn blazin' hell you're 60
in to, hey?' he said croakingly to Wick
ers. 'Curlin' up, hey, at tn thought
Of
That's as far as he got. Forgetful
of Vickers's record as a quick think
er and looking upon the small man
rocking back in the chair as prey al
most too easy, Hudson kept edging to-
ward Vickers, probably with the idea
! of slapping him with his open palm
or splitting in his face-Hudson had
trick Of splitting In the faces Of ten
derfeet-before shooting him.
But he got close. Vickers reached
out with cat dab Of both his hands
and grabbed hold of Hudson's right arm
between the wrist and the elbow. Jerk
ing the bad mans arm to his mouth,
Vickers fixed his teeth in Hudson's
wrist and bit clean through to the bone
and then kept right on gnawing.
1.-THE pain Of 1t caused Hudson to
relax his hold on the gun which he had
in his right hand, and the shooting tool
dropped into Vickers's wastepaper
basket Hudson was hammering Vick-
erstsoh the back Of the head with his
huge left fist to make Jack let go with
his teeth.
But the instant Vickers saw the gun
drop he reached with his right hand
into the basket and picked 1t out, new
er letting go his VOLTS clutch on Hud-
sons wrist with his teeth. The gun
safely in his right hand. though, he
suddenly let go the teeth hold and
jumped to his feet with such force that
the top Of his head caught Hudson un-
der the extended chin, and as the brag-
gart's tongue was lolling part Of the
way out Of his mouth at that instant he
bit his tongue almost in two.
This caused him such agony and
stunned him so that Vickers had time
to wheel around and face the big one.
Then, hauling back to get all the lev
erage possible, Vickers banged Hudson
over the forehead with the gun, and
the power Of an entire lifetime Of clean
living was behind those wallops with
the bad mans gun.
Hudson dazed, only half conscious,
went to the floor like log. Vickers put
the gun on the table, pulled the other
gun from Hudson's belt and placed
that on the table too, and then leaning
over he caught hold Of Hudson by the
two hands and dragged him to the
door, which was still open. Hudson
wriggled, but he was too far gone to
put up any resistance,
"Yanking him to a sort Of sitting
posture, Vickers gave the bad man a
kick and Hudson's huge carcass rolled
down the rickety stairs to the landing
below, right alongside the pavement.
The bumps he got going down sort Of
reused Hudson, and when he reached
the bottom he sat up and put his hand
to his mouth. A number Of passersby
STOPPED and looked at Hudson.
"The bad ore had hardly reached the
bottom before Vickers was down stairs,
standing alongside Of him.
"'You were quite. right to look me
up, you big bogus string beam Vick-
ers said to him, In a calm, sort OF judi
cial tone, while the bunch gathered
about to listen. you wanted the edi-
tor. I am the editor When an editor
attacks you look him up every time
and get an explanation from him. You
did quite right. Any time In the future
that you want anything rectified or
fixed up or Strengthened out don't hes
itate to look me up again. My office
hours here are from Z in the morning
till the next morning. Come again
"Then Viokers walked up stairs and
sort of straighsened up the mess and
resumed the reading Of patent inside
stuff for the next issue. while Hudson.
banged beyond recognition, and unable
20 speak on account of his bitten
tongue. picked himself up and slouched
away. He quit Leadville that night.
81 heard all about the thing before
getting back to the Office from the
stamp mills that I'd been busy inspect
ing. When I breezed into the office,
eager to set the story at first hand
from Viekers, found him sticking type
and smoking his cob pipe.
Anybody heen In, boss? asked
him.
"'Ye-eh, one ombrey,' said Vickers,
taking his pipe out Of his teeth and
splitting at the cat But he didn't sub
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