The Ordway new era. (Ordway, Colo.) 1902-1927, 1912-12-20


sight Of blood. but prefer 1t to argu-
ment."
The impatient robbers. themselves
the prey OF fearful anxieties. broke In.
barking like pair OF coyotes In
tumble OF commands: Nov. line up
with your backs that way. and NO
back talk. These guns shoot awful
easy. And remember. AZ each party
IL finished with. they are to turn
round and keep their hands up. ON
penalty Of gittin' 'em shot on. Line
up! Hands up! Give over there:"
Mrs. Jimmie Wellington took her
time about moving into position. and
her elaboration brought howl OF
wrath from the robber: Get into that
line. you!"
Mrs. Wellington whiried on him:
'How dare you. you brute!" And she
turned up her nose ut the gun.
The anxious conductor intervtned:
Better obey. madame: he's an ugly
lad"
II don't mind being robbed" said
Mrs. Jimmie. but l won't endure
rudeness."
The robber shook his head in do
spair. and he tried to wither her with
sarcasm: "Pardong. mamselly. would
you be 10 kind and condescendin' N
to step into that there car before l
blow your husbands gol.blame head
or"
This brought her to terms. She
hastened to her place. but put out
restraining hand on Jimmie. who need
| ed no restraint. Certainly. to save
my dear husband. Don't strike him.
Jimmie!"
Then each man stuck one revolver
into Its convenient holster. and. COW
ering the passengers with the other.
proceeded TO frtsk away valuables
with n speed and agility that would
have looked prettier II those impa-
tient.looking muzxies had not pointed
here, there and everywhere with such
venomous threats.
And SO they worked from each end
OF the car toward the middle. Their
hands ran swiftly over bodies with
loathsome familiarity that could only
be resented. not revenged. Their
hands dived into pockets. and up
sleeves. and into women's hair. every
where that Jewel or q bill might be
secreted. And always q rough growl
or a swing OF the revolver silenced
any protest.
| Their heinous fingers had hardly
begun to ply. when the solemn still
ness mas broken by a chuckie and
low boot Of laughter. a darkey's unctu.
| GUS laughter. At such a place II was
| more shocking than ut q funeral.
| what ais you?" was the nearest
robbers demand.
| The porter tried to wipe his stream.
ing eyes without lowering his hands.
ms he chuckled on: "I-I-just thought
Of sumpum funny"
| "Et,nny!" WINS the universal groan.
II was Just thinking" the porter
snickered. what mighty poor PICK
ings you.all are goin' to git out OF mo.
Whilst II you had "a waited till i
got to Frisco. I'd Jest nacheliy been
oozin' money"
The robber relieved him OF few
dimes and quarters and ordered him
| to turn round. but the black face
| whirled back as he heard from the
| other end IT the car WedgewooS's in
dignant complaint: Il say. this Is an
outraged"
''Ah. close your trap and turn
round. or III"
The porter's smile died away Good
Lawd." he sighed, they're goin' to
skin that British lion! And Just
wore myself out on him."
The far-reaching effect Of the whole
procedure was Just beginning to, dawn
on the porter. This little run on the
bank meant a period Of financial
! stringency for him. He watched the
| hurrying hands a moment or two.
then his wrath rose to terrible proper
tons:
| Look here, man." he shouted at
the robber. ''ain't you.all goin' to
leave these passengers nothin' a tall?"
Not on purpose. niger"
mo sm,nl change. or nothin'?"
mary a red"
"Then, passengers" the porter pro-
| claimed, while the robber watched
him in amazement: then. passengers.
l want to give you-all fair warnin
heah and now: No tips. no whisk-
broom!"
Perhaps because their hearts were
already overlooking with distress. the
passengers endured this appalling
threat without comment. and when
there was a commotion at the other
end Of the line. all eyes rolled that
way.
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