The Colorado statesman., 1915-09-11

er tavern he caught the echoes or
some wild jubilation. He learned its
cause when he reached home. His
landlady looked frightened and agi
tated
"Oh, l am so glad you have got
home safe' she exclaimed. They
have been here"
who has been here?" questioned
Griffiths.
The committee from the rustlers
It's about renewing the license of the
dance hall, sir"
Il answered them once" spoke Crit,
fiths, his lips setting firmls. They
have had my ultimatum."
Yes. sir; but they threaten a big
row. They had Giant Gabe with them
and his gang 1t seems they've hired
him to come here and upset the town,
if you don't give way"
Not an inch!" pronounced Grit
fiths, determinedly
Then, sir, don't show yourself on
the streets. The mob is drunk and
ugly, and bound to do you up if you
don't grant that license"
Griffiths paid no attention to this
warning. He felt it beneath his dig
nifty. He called upon Velma that
same evening. Her father was seri-
GUS and she anxious over the situa-
ton. Neither, however, attempted to
influence him to recede one step from
his fixed position regarding the carry
ing out of the law
The next morning Griffiths proceed
ed quietly to his office. He ha6
heard of a wild debauch at the tav,
ern and of this imported bravo Giant
Gabe, and his gang 1t seems they
had appeared in similar circumstances
as hirelings to help the half-subdued
rowdy element of the towns voting for
reform, hoping to intimidate the
champions of the new movement.
The convivialists of the evening
previous were, it seemed, sleeping off
the effects of their debauch during
the morning. Just after noon, how
ever. as Griffiths was crossing the
public square he saw hooting, strag-
CLING mob pouring out through the
doors of the tavern.
At their head was a red-shirted,
brawny-fisted fellow over six feet in
height and viciously intoxicated.
Grifflths doubted not that this was
Giant Gabe. Urged by the crowd he
hustled along to the spot where Grit
tiths had halted. He squared off in
lent cohorts.
You're the mayor, they tell mel"
he beloved. We'll, I'm nominated
by the people to protect their liber-
ties. Rattlesnakes-I eat 'em"
Giant Gabe glared horribly, leaped
up two feet in the air and cracked his
heels together.
"Dnawite!" he roared-"I sleep
over box of it,"
Calmly Griffiths regarded the
mouthy demagogue, but planted firm
ly, his glance noting every movement
of the raging bully.
Powder and shot-my chewing
gum! You goody-doody specimen of a
tenderfoot, I'm going to wipe you out
with one whack!"
Swish! Giant Gabe struck out. but
fist. The burly bully lay in heap at
his feet
None of that, you big coward"
A womans rasping tones uttered
the words. She shot through the
crowd, and as Giant Gabe tugged at
his belt for a revolver, grabbed him
by one ear.
you great hulking bluffer!" she
cried You'd shoot at the unarmed
man, Ell? There, and there, and
there!" and she cuffed him soundly
Know who this man is?" she de-
manded, pointing to the mayor. Hes
the man who saved all our valuable
papers when our old shanty burned
down. March,"
Giant Gabe struggled to his feet
and slouched away from the spot.
Most of the crowd roared with laugh
ter. The tiny woman dominated the
great rugged giant as though he were
pigmy.
An hour later word went out from
Giant Gabe to his adherents to return
to their homes. To the rebellious
hometown mob Gabe sent other word,
that il any further move was made
against the new mayor "he would
wade in and clean out the crowd. tav-
ern and ALI"
So Nancy, wife of Giant Gabe, saved
| the day, and Tolliver Gulch settled
down into responsibility, and its may
or married Velma Dalton.