Rocky Ford enterprise., 1908-11-06

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the pool room.
There were three men among the
1000 who were vitally interested in
each others movements. but it was
not until they came in from the sec
ond heat that Mr.. William Lyman
address not found in the directory
discovered J. Brownley of the San
Francisco detective force standing be.
fore the boards. well in front of the
! crowds and apparently studying the
odds with thoughtful eye. 1t occurred
to Mr.. Lyman that J. Brownley's other
eye was keeping watch on the rear
exits.
| Mr.. Lyman melted away into the
crowd like fog before the sunshine. be-
ing by nature ever modest and retiring
when an official appeared on the land
scape. He wriggled his way back un.
til he sighted his friend and co-part-
ner, Mr.. Collins. and retired with him
from the range Of inquisitiye ears.
Mickey" he mumbled cautiously,
Were pinched.'
HE'LL" observed Mr.. Collins pro-
fanely, staring around him In an un-
pleasantly suspicious manner.
Sure thing. Brownley's up in
front. He's done up something great,
but you can't fool me on Brownley.
It's him sure"
Mr.. Collins expressed n desire that
the immortal part of J. Brownley
might be subjected to a roasting pro-
cess for an indefinite futurity. Under
stress of emotion. Mr.. Collins was apt
I to be yituperatiye.
Hes follered us all the way from
Frisco" he grumbled wrathfully. AN
three times this month we've Just got
of with our necks. The only way to
get rid OF Brownley Is to kill him"
,And have the whole U. s. know We
did It? Not on your tin-type. Mickey.
don't throw my head away like that.
Never kill n man unless you have to.
S'pose you sneak around front and see
IL the roads clear for n break"
Mr.. Collins worked his way swiftly
back TO the front entrances and casu-
ally looked out. One would have said
that he was enjoying the beauty OF the
cloudless sky. SO innocently distant
and distracted was his gaze; certainly
no one would have suspected that he
saw two men look quickly at him and
away.
The two men outside looked at one
another. and moved closer. They were
in no hurry. J. Brownley's orders
were that unless these two shy birds
could be captured together at the
track. they were to be quietly and eau.
tiously followed to their lairs, and
there invited to take up their resi-.
To- ,l1 eta
The reasons why MessTs. Lyman
and Collins were SO greatly In demand
were numerous and interesting. These
were versatile gentlemen. and II one
vocation proved irksome or unhealth-
full from the legal point OF view. they
could always pass on TO another. They
found 1t convenient TO change their
occupation frequently, as well as their
post Office address; It diverted the Of
fetal mind. and kept it guessing.
Mr.. Collins found his partner in n
marvelously short time: he was used
to It. He shook his head a triflc.
which meant that their immediate fu-
ture was not OF an encouraging nature.
Mr.. Lyman thrust out his under lip in
token of his displeasurc. as they edged
away from their nearest neighbors.
IF We run for It when the crowd
goes out to the track, therell be a
million smart Alecks ready to help
'em catch u.s." he mused discomfort
edly. Il think they mean to catch us
here II they can, or track us down to
good place and nab us. But they
don't know that we're onto EN-. Wen
fool EN-. We might raise a big TOW.
Mickey, and light out in the racket.
Well stampede the crowd. that's it,"
Mr.. Lyman radiated good nature
again. as he thought of the mischief
at his command.
Fire." queried Mr.. Collins dubi-
ously.
MIN. no. Mickey; that's an old
gag. Wen do somethin' original.
Brownley's in front Of the whcle
bunch-awful reckless to stand in
front OF a crowd-the other chaps are
back of 1t, and we'll keep about three
quarters back. and save our shins
while we lose the other fellows. Chase,
Mickey; it's most time for the start"
Mr. Collins was not a man OF many
words. but his little eyes twinkled as
Mr.. Lyman hastily told him what to
do. He wriggled swiftly away. lost
himself in the thickest of the crowd
and managed 10 get his brown derby
knocked of. When he came up from
searching for 1t In the press, several
feet from where he had been. he had
in his hand a large and rakish light
felt. which he tilted well over one
eye. He was now ready for business
and II there were any investigating
gentlemen craning their necks to see
a man in a brown derby, they missed
him.
Then Lyman caught Collins eye
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