The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1913-01-31
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and a huge black man, eXtricating him
self with a great heave of knees and
shoulders, rose up gigantic in the
smoky room Round his knees clung
smaller man striving frantically TO
drag the giant down. Big Sam, with
Il beastlike snarl. drove his massive
fist upon the head of the clinging en-
emy, but did not break him from his
hold. The smaller man tugged mad
ly; big Sam, caught off balance. fell
like a severed tree. and before he
could rise something flashed IN the
blue murk of the room Big Sam,
with hoarse gurgle Strengthened out
upon the floor. The little man sprang
up a knife in his blood-spattered hand
and reached quickly into the clothing
OF his victim As be fumbled In the
negro's pockets, the Chinaman struck
him with billet of wood. and the
mulatto woman caught his knife hand
The three dusky fighters rolled and
grappled, upsettilg the miserable fur
niture OF the room while another
hideous uproar began outside the
threshold, and a scream of The
ghost! The ghost!" mingled with In
sistent beatings on the panels.
Stepping clear as best he could
from the struggle on the floor, Solano
tore away the bolt A man and woman.
whitefaced, shrieking, stumbled int
the roOm-and at their heels came
Flynn and Hogan. large. convincing
pistols ready in their hands Flynn
shot his Asst against the ear of the
Chlnaman. while Hogan, in most un-
chivalric fashion. applied the gun-butt
to the head of the mulatto woman.
The writhing knot upon the floor re-
solved itself into its proper factors,
and the little man whose knife had
been driven into the body OF big Sam
rose, gaspingly lie drew his hand
across his eyes TO clear his brain and
get his bearings-and then his gaze
fell upon the tace of young Brockett.
not six feet away. Another frightful
yell rang out, and, staggering straight
at the man he thought he slew two
nights before, the Filipino, Aguilar,
tell shrieking TO the ground.
Seems to be quite a collection OF
choice ghosts around here, me lads
remarked officer Hogan, while his
partner was giving such aid as he
could to the bleeding negro. This lit
tie brown party seems to take We for
wan, an it's meself as made fine
hn
was standin' In tn shadows. waitin'
for youse two to give the signal, when
we see these two well-dressed people
comm TO tn door AS luck wud have
1t. | had taken OFF me hat an was
rubbin' me forehead with a handker-
chief when they Glanced TO spy me.
Forthwith they TUX me for the ghost
that loafs be night around these prem
ises-the ghost av gent without a
head. All they cud see, I'm supposin',
was me manly frame up TO the neck.
an they certainly wint nutty with tn
horror av it. The ghost, the ghost.'
they begin to yell an beat upon the
door Ye opened it-an we got in
Just In time TO have hand in an ele-
CANT little battle. It's glad am was
a ghost. for this felly might have put
up some argument If he'd had his
proper senses
Hogan. as he spoke. snapped hand
cuffs on the well-dressed man who had
come stumbling In when the door
sprang open. The prisoner was still
all unnerved, and offered no objec-
tion. while the woman who had en-
tered with him covered In corner,
also utterly overcome
"A good catch this" exulted Officer
Hogan. THE man is Jerry killen,
wanted for half a dozen clever con
Jobs, an the woman Is Bessie Dono.
van. lovely little bit av a panel.
worker. | knew that Jerry smoked,
but never knew this was where he
came to do 1t. Cheer up, Jerry. old
scout was the ghost. No other will
harm ye."
Flynn looked up from the PROSTATE
negro. THE black boy isn't so badly
stuck" said he. Give him little
care an he'll be fit as a fiddle in
week or so. How about the little
brown wan' I. was tie s:own wan
-that-stuck the black van. wasn't II.
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