Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-08-20

He rsached over his neeo ard, grasp.
ing TIE hood Of hi fur shirt with eos
moxsmsnt he. stIippsd Il from him. q.
posing q massive uGks0 body whose
muscles swelled ana kuotted beneath
q skin 40 clear 40 madeira, whlls .
map Of angry scars strayed across tie
heavy chest
"A the shirt sailed through the aiE
Red lightly vauitsd to the bar and. div.
ing at Georges naked middle. tackled
beautifully. crying to Captain: ''0st
out quicki Well hold himl"
Others rushed forward and grasped
the bulky sailor. but Captain's voice
replied: II sort Of IKE this place. and
guess III stay awhile Turn him
jooss."
"why. man. hell XIII "" sxcitedly
cried Slim. "0et ousP'
The captive hurled his peaeemakers
from him and. shaking % the clingine
arms. drove fsriousIy at the insolsnt
stranger.
In the erampsd limits Of the corner
whsns - stood Captain was unable to
avoid the big man, who swept him
with crash against the plank door at
his back. grasping hungrily at hi
throat ~ his shoulders struck. how
ever, b. dropped to his knees, and be-
fore the raging George could seize him
hs avoided q blow which would have
strained the rivets Of a strength tester
and ducked under the others arms,
leaping to the cleared center Of the
door.
Seldom had the big mans rush been
avoided. and. whirling. he swung q
boomlike arm at the agile stranger.
Before 1t landed Captain stepped in
to meet his advefsary and. with the
weight Of bis body behind the blow,
drove ctinched and bony dst crash.
ing into the others face. The big
head with its blazing shock Of hair
snapped backward. and the whaler
dropped to bis knees at the others
feet.
The drunken flush OF victory swept
over Captain 40 be stood above the
swaying figure. then suddenly he felt
the great bare arms close about his
waist with painful grip. He struck
at the bleeding face below him and
wrenched at the circling bands which
wheexed the breath from his lungs.
but the whaler squeezed him writing
to his breast and, rising unsteadily.
wheeled across the aoor and IN =
SILVER Of broken glass fell crashing
against the bar and to the door.
AZ the struggling men writhed upon
the planks the door opened at the bur
ried entrance Of an excited group.
which paused at the sight Of the ruin;
then, rushing forward, tore the men
apart
The painting Berserker strained at
the arms about his glistening body.
while Captain. with sobbing signs. re-
lievsd his aching lungs and watched
his enemy, who frothed at the inter.
ference.
ut was Georges fault" explained
Slim to the questions Of the arrivals.
'This Teller tried to make a getaway.
but George had to have his amuse-
menf."
A newcomer addressed the squaw
man In voice % cold a. the wind.
"Cut this out. Georgel This Is a friend
Of mine. You're making this camp q
reg'lar hell for strangers. and now I'm
going to tap your little snap. Cool Cd
seer BI
Jones' reputation % q bad gun man
went hand In hand With his name n
a good, gambler. and his scanty re-
marks invariably evoked attentive an.
swers. 20 George explained: II don't
like him, Jones. and was jus max.
ing him over to hook like man. III
do it yet, too" he flashed wrathfully
at his quiet antagonist
"'Pears to me like he's took q hand
in the remodeling himself" replied the
gambler, "but Il you're looking for
something to do here's your chance
Windy Jim just drove In and says Bar.
ton and Kid Sullivan are adr1fe on the
ice.s
whats thatT' questioned eager
voices, and. forgetting the recent trou-
BILE at the news, the crowd pressed for.
ward anxiously.
''They was crossing the bay and got
carried out BY the otrshore gale" ex-
planned Jones. WINDY was follering
'em when the ice ahead parted and
begun moving out. He tried to yell
to 'em, but they was too far away to
hear In the storm. He managed to get
back to the land and follered the shore
ice around. Hes over at Hunters
cabin now. most dead, face and hands
froze pretty bad"
A torrent Of questions followed and