New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1911-02-08
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"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing."
cav, cut it out Sometimes got you
guessin', an so don't try to KID me-.
The released convict looked medi-
tatively ut Red. Then he spoke.
"Red, did you ever 'do-a bit|"
''Sure-Joliet.'
"And you have been in one of those
rotten holes and still think it's good
game?"
"You've wcakencd-eh?' sneered
Red.
'I've turned square"
you're crazy"
"No; it's only the man who thinks
he can beat the law who's crazy sa1d
Valentine.
>, "Youd a won out if it hadn't been
,ior that Cotton, who blew on you be-
cause you heat him out Of DAME.
Valentine turned and clutched him
by the arm.
"You rat. don't you ever speak OF
her again or I'll murder YOU" He
threw Red roughly away from him.
Snow. get out Of here and forget
you know me-"
"Good God. Iimmyw exclaimed the
other. Il wouldn't say anything 10
hurt your feelings. Why, I'd do any
thing for you: I'd done your bit II l
could have Why. I'D go to hi Tor
you"
"Will you turn square with me!
That's all want of you now. Let's
you and start now and from TINS
minute on 20 square, if we starve IN
the streets. Will you do that. Red!'
Valentine spoke in intense earnest
ness.
Red hcsitatcd. Zone job to get
stake and III go you." he said eager
~.
Valentine appreciated the character
istic unwillingness OF Red to leave us
lifelong vocntion-that of rifing strong
boxes and safes deemed by their man
ufacturers to be lire and burglar
proof" True, the flames were some
times foiled by the thicknesses OF met
al and asbestos, but rarely had Red
Flanagan been foiled by mere mani
mate metal or time locks-rarely, IN
deed, when accompanied by No. 1881
the man who, as Warden Handler de-
scribed him, opened safes solely by
the sense of touch Valentine knew
the hold that the unlawful life he.
too, had followed invariably secured
on it's votarics, and he was not sur
prised when Red hesitated to leave it
for the dubious rewards OF gong
straight. .... E.-... .... ....- ~.
"No," answered Valentine; nothing
for me but work from now on-work'
honest work, hard manual labor II
necessary I've quit the old game for
keeps, Red"
Red, plainly nonplused at this revo-
lutionary change of heart in his for
mer pal" stood speechess for mo-
ment. Jimmy Valentine, the best man
in the country in his line, had turned
square" AIerciful saints! Was the
world coming to an end? At last ne
recovered his ability to talk.
< He had an inspiration that he
thought might win Valentine over
might make him come to his senses
"What about the coppers?' suggest
ed Red. Are you dippy enough TO
think they'd let you turn square!
"Yes. Why not?" retorted Valentine
like fash. What have they got to
do with honest men"
Again did Red find cause to actually
doubt the sanity Of his ex-confederate,
for here he was overlooking entirely
in his childish reasoning the remorse-
less, dismal certainty that the detec-
tives would force him to peach" on
his old pals or any one else IN the I'M
derworld of whom be could obtain in
formation desired by the police. In
short, Valentine had overlooked the
''stool pigeon game" the despair OF
every crook who had ever tried to go
straight
Jaw, don't kid yourself" warned
Red. "The copper II let you be square
II you're stool pigeon. If you tip of
old pals. No other way"
,ey do me?" .....-.--..- 49,.
.s-hAbsurd, eh? What about Kid
Steele? He turned square, but he
wouldn't squeal. and job after job they
threw him out of till he was hungry
in the street Then copper offered
to stake him to feed if he'd turn
up an old pal. And he murdered the
cop on the spot, and now he's doing
life. Turn square. eh? That means
be stool or a bum in our game
Red raised his hands protestingly
and turned his face away from Valen-
tine.
"Beat the coppers," insisted the 9th.
er. Get away where they can't find
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