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grub stake and got froze up at Benny
Packers.
Come on. boys, saloon"
1t was bitter cold.
We'd been sittin' around Benny's
stingy stove and keepin' awake. fearin'
to sleep lest we'd slip off to be meat
for the spring crop o. worms when the
in. We locke round all to once and
seen a great big man film the frame.
His cheeks We're white-plum froze.
Move in and close the door," Benny
cried, an the stranger stepped forward
and pushed it to, but didn't take his
eye off tie six O. us.
That made US shine right on to all
O his curves, and we seen right away
he spelled bad. We didn't none O. us
get nervous, though, cause we knew he
was too froze to knuckle a gun.
"Wanter thaw out?" asked Benny,
an We moved along to make room.
Never seen You before, but you got
something, important on han when you
move out in this kind o. weather." says
Benny.
II amt a-tellin' all the secrets o. a
busy life" says the big Teller, IAN II
you'll jist let me thaw out an liquor
up I amt goin' to bother you none" he
says, kind o. shortlike.
"Whatll o have, boys?" says
Benny, an We all lined up.
/. While we was havin' our five fingers.
Willie Wickers nudged me an he whis-
pcrs. II got him spotted. He amt no.
body but Big Jim Wilkins, am he's
few minutes al Well see another
stranger right OH his trail"
The big Teller was a-huggin' the stove
like it VAS a gal.
Big Jim Wilkins" says Willie.
Wilkins that killed the rich tender
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since the little sheriff of Cairo has been
hittin' his trail an meetln' up with
him. too, but amt never gunned him
Cause why?' I asked suspicious.
Cause hes too derned perlite,' says
Willie.
Right there the door opened ag'in an
there comes in a trim little feller-a
regular beeswaXed Jim dandy. He
don't see nobody, but the big Teller at
TIL stove an them two watched each
other careful. We all got hold to vault
goin' to be nothin' dom soon.
Sur enough" says Willie. whisper
IN out loud; sure enuff. here's the lit
tie sheriff from Cairo an he's too
burned pcrlite.'
Mighty cold travelin'," says the lit
right up to tn stove an the big man
makes room.
. II just dropped in. Jim,'' the sheriff
says casual like. Ito ask If it amt
about time You was acceptin' my COM
pany back to Cairo"
says Jim, openin' IL shuttin' his fists.
Well" says the little Teller, Tn
forced to press the invitation this
time" IN all tn time he was Just
warlnin' his hands as If he was askin'
Jim to er party.
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says the big man sudden. an he leaned
over the stove an put his face so close
to h little sheriff of Cairo tibet we
thought he was goin' to chaw him.
You know." says the little sheriff.
tibet amt never killed er man afore
he'd pulled his u first"
Quicker'n creased lightnin' out comes
the big un's gum. as he backs away. +
seen the flash, Just before the sheriff's
gun spit.
Lordy. but we all did chill an sweat.
The big Teller fell right back and hit
tn floor like 4 house fallin'.
The sheriff went down on his knees
an felt for the floor. like he was nndin'
n soft spot to lay down an die on.
We got to EN- quick. Jim Wilkins
was dead. The sheriff had a terri
Bile hole in his right shoulder. am was
bleedin' awful.
Willie o his boss an went flynn off
for Doc Payne. III at the Narcissus
claim.
TIN bleedin' fast says the little
sheriff. Tn a cashin' in, boys. an I
only got a White chip. Somethin's got
to be did"
There sure is" says Benny, but
what 'tis%"
Take me out the door" says the lit
tie sheriff very feebly.
WHAT" we all cries. AN see Vol,
freeze"
Take me out" he says; who's dy-
tn'?"
We took him out an put him on the
steps. We stood over him an we all
sweat fearful. an it was twenty de-
grees below zero.
Then we started to chill an shake
there sorry as we could be.
Benny he watched him out of the
windy. Then one by one we Joined
lookin' out. We seen the sheriff didn't
seem to he bleedin' like he was.
Well. I'll be DIT" cries Rennv
an then we all see.
Who ever hearn!" says Larry Snv-
der.
I'll be bar-clutched and wolf clawed
an snake bitten" Bobby Coffey says.
Just then the Doc ONE riding along
an we carries the little sherir from
Cairo inside.
cried Doc, you'd sure died from bleed
in, but now 1 guess you'll die from
cold"
Don't you worry about me-" says
the little sheriff from Cairo, 81 amt
goin' to:die at all" he says, soft-like,
'.cause'-
You're to darned perlite," says Will
lie Wickers.
She Had Soldiered.
Marshall Geer. the chairman of the
floor committee of the New York Cot
ton exchange. was congratulated the