Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1916-01-15
a drowning mans desperation. Mol
~, you're a gritty one"


~, you're a gritty one"
Mr.. Bozzam. in the privacy of his
own apartments. refectively broke the
ashes from his cigar into his empty
highball glass.
rs the big chief punctured. or is he
just enjoying himself?" he speculated.
Its my opinion that he's picked up
horseshoe nails with all four ties"
declared fat little Timbers. eying the
hated collar which he never put on
until just before he went out. THE
big chief has wriggled his way
through the broken glass for SO many
years that he has thought himself i'm
mune. But bis pneumatics are fiat
this time. They've got him"
II don't know" considered Bozzam.
They have to bring him to trial yet.
and for man who controls the sacred
judiciary it's long way between an
indictment and hair cut"
They'll hang him." avowed Timbers.
The people Of this town have been
afraid Of him SO long that the first
time they catch him out without his
big stick every man in the county
| will be fighting to get on the jury
which pronounces him guilty"
| Mr.. Moodson folded the other thumb
on top.
/ Possibly you're right" assented
! Bozzam. noting the capitalists sign of
extreme agitation. When we first
started in on this game l was afraid
to think with my head under the Gov
ers, for fear he'd find it out and dec
crate me with a ball and chain. but
now that they've got him on the run
think it's the psychological moment to
hand him the double cross"
Encore applauded Timbers. = He
has it coming to him for reducing us
to the pay of day laborers. 1t gives
me the heaves to think of pulling off a
quarter Of million burglary and only
walking away with fifty thousand of
the velvet
at wasn't safe to let ourselves wish
we ought to have any more" explained
BozZam. st know how we could slip
our friend sledge the twin KS. but
the trouble is nobody owns the maiori
ty Of the stock in the company which
is to be MIXED"
"Let me do some guessing for you
offered Timbers. ''lf you sift it dowr
to the bottom I think you'll find on
aforesaid Sledge as the principal own
err
You're a good barroom kidder bu
you have a skull of solid bone" gentl.
chided BozZam "Sledge slid from I'm
der every share of his stock while b,
could extract a hundred for it. He ma.
own a majority Of it by and by. bu
he'll buy 1t in for thirty-fve or les
and boost it to hundred after the oil
company has bought our franchise
with the pretty quarter Of million
got for that new stock. Then he'll
probably sell out and stampede i
again. SO he can buy it up for thirty
Eve"
'SOlid bone was right" acknowledge
Timbers. ~ suppose nobody owns ths
stock just now"
Not enough Of it to do any good.
decided Bozzam.
Maybe the wreck has the biggeS
nest egg" suggested Timbers.
THE wreck? Whom do you mean?
The telephone bell rang. Timber
answered it. covered the transmitte
with his hand and turned 10 BozzaI
with grin.
Marley" he answered.
Marley" repeated Bozzam. TIE
him to come up. Timbers. duck" b
directed as soon as the invitation ha
been extended. "Moodson, | think L
have to be mysterious with Presider
Fluff"
Mr. Moodson arose amid vast silenc,
looked at his watch and went away I
keep a deferred appointment with me
anchoiy solitude Timbers jerked o
his collar with fat speed. removed tn
high ball glasses into the bathroom
snatched towel. a newspaper and
napkin from the bed. patted up the pi
lows. grabbed his hat and was gone.