The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-12-25

to- to get IT. Io9asds 7Is ,,,J amt had drink all
-, IT you go in you'll stay till your skins
''T'hel with you!" snapped Quigg. with
emphasis. thrustng his face at Dielback.
The other making no reply. he turned his
Now. I'm going in and get little flask
to take along I'll bo out In two shakes.
II you two jaspers want to walt, well,
you can
Qugg trotted away and passed through
the swinging door, grum bling as he went.
The place was empty save for the fat
putty-faced bartender. who nodded ia
miiarly at Quigg and put down his news
paper.
The worneaten Cork.
'Gimme flask. Ike said the Gus
toner, Tipping a quarter on the bar. The
attendant looked at the coin obviously
he filled 1t he studied Quigg with some
attention.
Cant slip me that i've you borried
sad ySu ovss saekns he in a'Esd ss rs
as he followed the pouring of the red
stream With avid eyes I'll pay you to-
morrow"
Yes. you will" remarked the barkeep-
er. sadly, What in. tobacco tags?"
Would you take postage stamps?"
on the whisky.
The other glanced at him quickly, but
made no reply He finished filing the
flask and CROPPED In a drawer for a cork.
which he drove in with his nst.
Say, grated ouigg. as he seized the
here oork'H worm eaten"
"An 1 got" replied the barkeeper s'It
ought to keep as long as you'll keep the
That's So" srinned ouigg,. with sud
den good humor. He stuffed the flask
into one OF the capacious side pockets OF
his overcoat, 1T won't last long" He
started for the door. but stopped, to ask.
How far Is il to Harrow"
Not far. Mebbe an hour" answered
the barkeeper, Quigg nodded and disap-
peared into the night,
After the departure Of his customer the
barlseeper gave evidences OF strange
alteration. For fully five minutes Se
/ stared motionless at the door through
which Quigg had gone. For five more
minutes he stared at the ceiling. his fat
face puckered In lines of mental effort
| Then he took to scrubbing his bar brisk
! ly, stopped to Scratch his chin and pro-
ceeded with greater energy. Finally he
threw down his rag with a throaty ex-
camation and faded into the shadows at
the end Of the room Thence might have
phone receiver and in due time this eau
| tious monologue;
''You better see Leahy, d'y hear2 And
| II there's anything In II I'm halves. dy'
see? What? Well. Quigg's UP to his old
game again. ] said he's on the old trail.
Sober all day. first I've seen him in two
HaSSoS Yea6 fesh Mesbs s0 ar Hsr Sa
I amt piped. Halves, l said"
Some hour or so later United States
| Marshal Jack Abernathy. acting on infor-
nation received from Leahy. the post
office inspector OF the district set out
from Oklahoma City for the little town
OF Harrow with two of his best deputies.
Chris" Winters and John Jones. All
three men went heavily armed. Aber-
nathy carried his favorite equipment. an
automatic shotgun. with shells loaded
with buckshot. and a magazine revolver
OF large caliber. That revolver was the
marshars tried friend and true. and he
understood II as only man can who has
had to depend upon weapon time and
again. Among other notable exploits In
It's manipulation he had once used IL to
drill a moonshiner. three times aiming
by the flash OF gun eighty yards away.
In dead darkness.
The little force proceeded by "A round
about route to their destination, arriving
soon after the New Year had been ush-
| cred in OH a stiff wind. Harrow Is one