Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1914-11-14

| eiS VA i little coal road
which connects witt the main branch
at Shacktown. eD
As key tore into the Office tbe
Dill clerk was making amemorandun,
Dill for the dynamite Car.
What kind of tub-hea1ed i0ots
nave you got in the offices of ths
road, anyhow" he beloved. "lhauleA
TINS internal bottled volcano I'D here
Yesterday, and now you're sending 1t
back again for fun"
Inc agent stepped out of his pri-
vate office and handed key a mes.
sage. 1t read:
January I, 1907.
shacktown. T. P. X. Slowtown. s. c.
H. e6'S to you yesterday in error. return
wa train "A today for Stringer mines.-
G. H.
ihey crumpled the message and
tossed 1t into the waste basket.
III report that pig-headed Dutch
man to headquarters at once" he
screamed.
on the return trip, Ikey, when duty
ulo not require him to be on the alert.
was meditating deeply. lie was turn
iiie question over and over in his
mlnd, and as the train emerged from
tunnel No. 6, half mile west Of
onacktown, he came to a conclusion.
he would lick Hazenfritz He would
DO 1t we'll, too, If it cost him his job.
The desk at which Hazenfritz sat
was near the door, and faced into
the Office. There was a screen be-
hlnd him to protect him from the
drafts of the door.
key would sneak up behind this
ana land him one that would lay him
cut, Then he would pound him I'M
I'll he was tired, or some one inter
fered
lie would teach him not to send out
dynamite cars on his train. Possibly
the darned thing didn't contain dyna-
mite.
ferhaps 1t was an empty car that
Hazenfritz had sealed and sent out
Tor a joke, knowing that he was
AFRAID of dynamite, and out of re-
venge, because he had refused to let
him have his daughter.
II that was the trick, he would see
that they didn't have the laugh on
him.
The innocent looking shack up at
Slowtown, he was in it, too, or why
did he smile so queerly when the dy-
Mantle car came in? And what
was in that message he held away
from sight? Well, he would fix him,
too; might as well while he was at it,
AS the train pulled into the station
key leaped off and crept up the office
steps. His lantern swung from his
right hand. His left fist was doubled
Cautiously he peeped over the screen
He could just see the outline of a
head on the other side.
The lantern described vicious cir
Gle in the air nd-crash-caught a
gaspipe, while fragments of the globe
fell around.
Six feet of lusty manhood rose with
a catlike spring and caught key by
the throat with one hand, then reached
around and caught him by the back of
the collar with the other. Letting go
of his throat, but still retaining a hold
on his collar he shot him out at arms
length, drew him back, shot him out
again until his bones creaked.
You deserted old copper-faced
Mussulman" knew i, gu were
a contemplate old sneak'-.erk again
you have been all yolr days.
jerk once more-"but l didn't think
you'd try to assassinate a man"-an-
other jerk-'you didn't get the right
man, either" jerk again.
Then he stopped for a moment as
a terrible din, caused by the simulta-
neous blowing of three locomotive
whistles and cheers from "a threats
was heard outside. r
There, go take your medicine!" he
beloved as he shot Ikey out of the
door. you lost the game, you cow
ardly old shack, you"
key, under the impetus given him
by the foot Of the muscular cashier
of Shacktown, went clear across the
platform, at the end OF the freight
house. He brought up on the edge of
group which opened and admitted
him to it's center.
Right in front of him was the dy-
Mantle car, and on the crossing at the
end of the freight house. There was
a step ladder, dressed in bunting. in
front of the door of the ear The car,
also had a strip Of bunting from end
TO end. A man was assisting a wom-
an in bridal costume to aiight from
the car. At the sight of her face key
wilted.
1t was his daughter and Hazenfritz.
They had taken their wedding jour
new on his own train in the dynamite
car