The Western outlook., 1914-11-07

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key crumpled the message and
tossed 1t into the waste basket.
"I'll report that pig-headed Dutch
man to headquarters at once" ne
screamed.
On the return trip, Ikey, when duty
did not require him to be on the alert,
was meditating deeply. He was turn
mind, and as the train emerged from
tunnel No. 6. a half mile west oil
Shacktown, he came to a conclusion.
He would lick Hazenfritz. He would
do 1t well, 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-
hind him to protect him from the
drafts of the door.
lkey would sneak up behind this
and land him one that would lay him
out Then he would pound him un-
til he was tired, or some one inter
fered.
He would teach him not to send out
dynamite cars on his train. Possibly
the darned thing didn't contain dyna.
mite.
Perhaps it was an empty car that
Hazenfritz had sealed and sent out
for 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 1t.
AS the train pulled into the station
Ikey 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 a 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
catlike spring and caught Ikey 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 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 you were
a contemplate old sneak"-1erk again
you have been all your days.
Jerk once more-"but didn't think
you'd try to assassinate man'-an-
other jerk-"you didn't get the right
man, either" jerk again
Then he stopped for moment as
a terrible din, caused by the simulta-
neous blowing of three locomotive
whistles and cheers from "a throats
was heard outside.
There, go take your medicine!" he
beloved as he shot key out OF the
door You lost the game, you COW.
ardly old shack, you"
Ikey, 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
a group which opened and admitted
him to It's center.
Right in front of him was the dy.
Mantle ear, 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 car. The car,
also, had a strip Of bunting from end
to end. A man was assisting a wom-
an In bridal costume to alight from
the car. At the sight of her face Ikey
wilted.
1t was his daughter and Hazenfritz.
They had taken their wedding jour
ney on his own train in the dynamite
car"