The Rice belt journal. (Welsh, Calcasieu Parish, La.) 1900-19??, 1916-05-19
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tngiDg l0'N'
hest Judgment there is a hun
,,ot sheer drop right here, and it
N damage you some TO take 1t.
and tossed the weapon over
\. ace. and we heard the sound as 1t
- an the rocks below Il guess
IN moi try that trick. And so you
=, me so badly you offer a reward,
Ia or alivel isn't it rather my wife
d gantr
4 AMI believe she Is your wife"
rot after she gave you her word!
N, Is hardly complimentary to the
/. Bsutenant. However | haven't
= !" ,sason to be jealous Of you-No-
4. moWs you too well by this time;
= ,roved yourself a treacherous cur
tsrIsburg. Now turn arOund!"
rssm was no other weapon In his
\ and Il never occurred to me that
mlght possess another secreted In
1, seket; nor did realize the des
~ hatred Of me which gave him
..tls,s courage. What to do with
I. ALLOW Obssssed my mind; l pos.
,,,d nothing to securely bind him
an, could not leave him free. nor
4 any desire to take him along
AZ me- He settled the problem him.
Suddenly, bis arms above his
"a BIS eyes on mine. be kicked
slsrsly. the heavy shoe striking my
vta sending the revolver held
,lsning into the grass a dozen feet
w With almost the same move.
,r, be was Juggling at bis jacket
Met | saw the CLEAN of steel. and
aD1sd bis fingers tust IN time; my
AR hand, numbed by the blow dealt
Il vas, for the instant, useless, yet
,nck him with my elbow full In the
,s bad no grip that would hold,
aa tangled the revolver In the folds
Y .lolh 90 be could not draw. and,
10 snaFl Of bafHed rage, he tore
myers loose. and clutched at my
snl With both hands. Back and
rIh We swayed on the very edge OF
nTine, kept from plunging down
b De black depths by the interven.
& fringe OF trees, savagely contend.
III The mastery. That he was a
sned athlete, acquainted with every
ller's trick, ! knew in a moment.
4 Die gave me little fear-for this
% % Be fight. no wrestling game.
nis quick. agile as the man was.
i'lsf doubted | was his match, and,
leli strength come back into my
nt and realized that | could clench
vain, felt coldly confident. Once,
ra drove my knuckles into mis-
ilosed lace, compelling him to loosen
% md throw up his hands In pro
ktol And then | had him; not that
ms devoid Of skill as a boxer
s'A 10 possessed tricks Of defense
iinovn to me-but his was the pro-
HoHa knowledge Of the West Point
While had graduated from the
h school Of the camp; where be
mined for points. for fancy mill.
bed fought to win against des-
pc opponents The difference told.
asat him down. caring nothing
wat blows reached me, so that
l'd N through his guard, and
Again and again | tented with
nsht and drove my left straight TO
opposed iaWs ] gave him no time
q out to even catch q full breath.
vas 10 sound to be heard hun
lsst away. ] became a machine,
determined. q desire to punish
'''lns IN ny veins. He fought cat.
'la ioul, bot only laughed, and
e him ] drove him out IL %
n where could see better.
lsatng now, with no thought Of !
las myself, only Of hurting him.
lof . knockout, but he blocked |
HnSins desperately to my arm. |
Dose once more, fiinglng him |
'ssildsFed and breathless.
~ raymond" said. that trick |
work a second time. Stand 10
@qu cowardl You wanted a
cog you are going TO have one. |
me gun again2 guess not"
lad jerked It out before
aan' out my hand closed over |
hammer fell. digging into the
~ numb, and the pain mad
ns be staggered back from
''as Of ny body, and I tore
ron still Embedded In my
ana struck him. The pearl
crashed to the side Of his head,
~ hand IN Jagged wound. out
' \, dropping to the grass as
he gave 40 moan, no sound;
'sAns BIS limbs twitched. and
~ there, CurIed into ! bali.
-. .a aown at him. painting. scarce.
lang iuat what had occurred.
10y before be had been lighting
~ eat now he was a motion.
so'eaque shadow. Blood
~ nom ny lacerated hand, and
NJ, 'ne wound in a neckerchief
Y. nom around my throat, hard
s'l .sloas Of the pain. my breath
~ muscles growing tense.