The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-07-18

I Kennedy joined the group at the
bar. Hutch and Simpson are
comm afoot." said Joe Kennedy.
Saunders paid for the liquor,
and. stepping to the table, sat
with his back to the doorway. In
front of him lay his guns. placed
handily. but with studied careless
ness.
From outside came the Jingle
fof spurs and the distant sound of
voices. Then came the gritting of
heels on the hard-packed trail
and Overland Red stood in the
doorway.
! According to the ethics of gun
men, Saunders was not armed. He
was not packing IRON" His
weapons lay on the table within
reach, but he knew Overland
would not precipitate matters by
shooting him down where he sat.
Saunders shot from the hip,
swinging his guns sideways. The
stutter of OverIand's automatics
mingled with the roar of Saun-
ders' heavy Colts.
Saunders slid from his chair
coughing horribly, and wilted to
the floor. Overland backed to-
| ward the door, both guns leveled.
Sage threw two shots at Over
land, who replied with a ripping
tattoo of the automatic. The
Inyo County outlaw sank to his
hands and knees. Then Overland
leaped through the doorway. The
Moonstone riders spurred toward
the saloon. Overland tried to
stop them, but they were hot for
fight.
Its a clean up" yelled Parks
running out of the saloon and
mounting his horse. you
framed IL, you red-headed-" He
got no further. Brand Williams
laundering down at the head OF
the Moonstone riders, threw a
level shot that cut through Parks
who wavered, but managed &c
wheel his horse and fire at Over
land Red. Then the outlaw slid
from the saddle clawing at il al
he fell.
The Gophertown men poured
from the saloon and, seizing then
ponies, circled round the back OF
the building, firing as they re-
treated.
Miguel spurred his big pinto
in among them and emptied his
gun. Billy Dime coolly sat his
horse and "drew fine" at each
! shot, till a leaden slug drilled his
gun-arm.
l, Williams, keeping under cover
fired slowly and with great pre-
cision. Overland Red, utterly un-
able to manage the Yuma col,
under fire, rode up to Williams
Lets call IL off, Brand. | go,
my man. They was no need OF
the rest of it."
Il counted five Gophers down
Billy's hit, and Miguel's goin' &c
he, the little fool. Look at mi
The Gophertown men wers
drawing away toward the canyon
They turned occasionally to
4 throw a shot at Miguel and Paris
Long, who followed them.
Bud Light sat his horse, gaz.
ing solemnly at the stump of hii
gun-fiinger. His shirt was spat
tered with blood.
| Suddenly Williams raised 9
shrilI call. The Moonstone boys
wheeled their ponies and rode to
ward him. Williams pointed uT
the canyon. Down il rode a grour
of men who seemed to be unde.
cided in their movements. They
would spur forward and then
check and circle, apparently wait
ing for their friends to come vi
to them.
Its the rest of the Gopher
town outfit. We might as vel
beat it," said Williams. This
here things gettin' too popular
all to once"
None of the Moonstone boys
had supposed that Overland Red
was hit. He rode joyfully and
even began a poem to the oeca-
sion. williams was first to notice
that Overland's speech was grow
ing thick and that his free hand
clasped the saddle-horn.
\ The others. riding a little ia
the rear, burst suddenly into bois-
ferrous laughter. What you
think, Brandt" called Pars Long
Buds Jest been c0untin' his fling,
! ers and he says there is one
missin'."
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