The Ward County independent. [volume] (Minot, Ward County, N.D.) 1902-1965, 1911-01-26

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-r7nlsned your Srar cnamDer ses-
mon. GOVERNOR" he asked sneeringly.
''Mr. Handler" sternly, ''let me say
something to you for your own bene-
1t. You are an employee of the state.
Employees have been removed, even
Wardens, for a speech no more dis
courteous than the one you have just
made. When Valentine gets out-and
I hope it will be soon-I am going to
AK him how he was treated, and if he
tells me you treated him any worse
after today than before [ came
Promise you little polite HI. Good
day. sir.p ...- .s....
The lieutenant governor. followed
Rose.
Smith had come in with the ward
On. The latter turned to his secre-
tary as Fay departed and snarled vi
ciously. his teeth protruding like vel
low fangs valentine. eh? Get him"
Smith, his face gravely set. obedi-
emily went out Of the room.
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Il his secretary left the room to
A procure Valentine Warden
Handler glowered darkly at
4 = the door that closed behind
him and through which No. 1889 was
to be unwillingly brought. He would
show this man who had dared to talk
to the lieutenant governor that Billy
Handler was the boss of Sing Sing
prison and no one else, even lieutenant
governors to the contrary. Discipline
must be preserved. Yes, that was it
the old explanation that always held
good when prisoner who offended
the warden in any way was meted
out the vengeance that the warden
would not be denied Once there was
q thin chested, cough racked little
election inspector doing three" for
crooked work at the polls who had
had his front teeth kicked down his
throat because he would not shine the
warden's shoes. AS for this slick Mr..
Valentine, he was altogether too indie
pendent, too, and the warden would
give him the lesson of his life. He
would .ar. ,gYE 49,"
The door opened, and in came Smith,
holding Jimmy Valentine by the arm.
The warden stood at his desk.
Bring him over here" he cried
hoarsely. pointing to the space in front
Of his desk.
The secretary slipped his hand up
behind the prisoners neck and with a
violent heave flung Valentine forward
20 that he was barely. able to prevent
himself from falling fat on his face.
Gritting his teeth, No. 1889 straighten-
ed himself and finally succeeded in
suppressing the impulse that surged
within him to spring at his coWardly
assaiant's throat Probably it was
the realization of the fact that he
knew himself to be more than an
equal for Smith in hand to hand
conflict that enabled him to restrain
himself-the contempt of strong,
confident man for an ignoble inferior.
Smith was larger and heavier, yes,
but the man who had hip locked the
burglar Cotton and had thrown him
headlong to his death from the win
dow of rushing railway train was
not one to be trifled with. Besides, no
less a parsonage than George Bothner,
the worlds lightweight wrestling cham
pion, had taught Valentine the mys-
teries of the grapevine the ''cross
buttock,' the Cornwall heave," the
''fying mare the "back heel" the rib
crushing scissors" the waist and
crotch holds and even the fortunes of
the deadly strangle holds, front and
rear
Handler bent over his desk, resting
both his hands upon it, and sneered
at Valentine.
"Why didn't you smash him when
he hit you, you coward?" he asked
the helpless prisoner in purposely ag-
gravating tones. you're losing your
nerve in this little boarding house OF
mine; that's what's the matter with
you. You haven't any manhood left
In you. And, say, Valentine, when we
have had you here as our guest two
years more you'll be whining around