The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-05-26

or pretended to full, over him--for II
might be seen that the man, despite his
size, had lighted like cat on his feet
and was instantly halfway up to the
front of the shop. exclaimlng profane-
ly but collectively at the lads awk-
wardness, before De Spain had had
time to reply to the insult.
The noise and confusion OF the incl
dent were considerable. Morgan was
too old fighter to look behind him at
critical moment. No man could say
lie had meant to draw when he stamped
the card underfoot, but De Spain read
1t In his eye and knew that Lefever's
sudden diversion at the rear had made
! him hesitate; the crisis passed like q
flash. Sorry you feel that way. Duke"
returned DE Spain, undisturbed. ut il
II courtesy We were glad to extend.
And l want to speak to you about
Nan, too"
Morgans face was livld. "what
about herr"
"She has given me permission to ask
your consent to our marriage" said
De Spain, "some time in the reason
able future"
1t was difficult for Duke to speak
at all, he was so Infatuated "YOu can
get my consent In just one way" he
managed to say, that's by getting me-"
Then I'm afraid I'll never get 1t, for
III Dever get you, ruke"
A torrent of oaths fell from Nor
gans cracked lips. He tried to tell De
Spain in his fury that he knew all
about his underhand work, he called
him more than one hard name, made
no secret Of his deadly elmlty, and
challenged him to end their differ
ences then and there.
De Spain did not move. His left
hand again lay on the cigar case.
Duke" he said, when his antagonist
had exhausted his vituperation, II
wouldn't fight you, anyway. You're
crazy angry at me for no reason on
earth. If you'll give me just one good
reason for feeling the way you do to-
ward me, and the way you've always
acted toward me since / came up to
this country, I'll fight you"
"Pull your gum" cried Morgan with
an iniprecation.
II won't do il. You call me a cow
ard. Ask these boys here in the shop
whether they agree with you on that.
You might as well call me an isosceles
triangle. You're just crazy sore at me
when l want to be friends with you.
Instead of pulling my gun, Duke, I'll
lay II out on the case, here, to show
you that all ask of you is to talk rea-
SON." De Spain. reaching with his left
hand under the lapel OF his coat, took
a Colts revolver from its breast har-
ness and laid 1t, the muzzle toward
himself. on the plate-glass top of the
cigar stand. 1t reduced him to the ne
cessity Of spring into Morgan for the
smallest chance for his life IL Morgan
should draw but De Spain was a des-
perate gambler In sucn matters even
at twenty-elght, and he laid his
wagers on what he could read in an
others eye.
There's more reasons than one why
| shouldn't fight you" he said evenly.
Duke, you're old enough to be my ia
ther-do you realize that? What's the
good of our shooting each other up7"
he|asked, ignoring Morgans furious In.
terruptions. who's to look after Nan
when you go--as you must, before very
many years? Have you ever asked
yourself that? Do you want to leave
her to that pack Of wolves In the gap
You know, just as well as do, the gap
's no place for a high-bred, fine
I grained girl like Nan Morgan. But the
gap Is your home, and you've done
right to keep her under your roof al
under your eye. Do you think I'd like
to pull trigger on a man that's beeo
q father to Nan? Damnation, Duke,
could you expect me to do It, willing
ly? Nan Is queen. The best In the
world isn't good enough for her--rm
not good enough, know that. She's
dear to you, she Is dear to me. If
you really want to see me try to use q
gun, send me n man that will insult OF
abuse her. II you want to use your
own gun, use It on me II ever Insult
or abuse hers that falr?"
Damn your fine words" exclaimed
Morgan slowly and implacably. ''They
don't pull any wool over my eyes. ]
know you, De Spain--I know your
breed"
whats that1"
Morgan checked himself at that tone.
, You cant sneak into my affairs amp
deeper" he cried. keep away from
my blood I know how to take care
Of my own. I'll do 1t. SO help me God.
IL you ever take anyone of my kin
away from me-it'll be over my dead
bodyw He ended with bitter OATH
and final taunt: "Is that fairT'