Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1917-03-22
The Scarf eatured Face of Sassoon
Peered Cautiously From the Door.


bar that with a single step. as he ut
tered the last words, he turned it. San
dLSky pushed close next him. De
Spain continued to speak without hes
itation or break. but the words seemed
to have no place in his mind He was
thinking only, and saw only within his
field of vision Il cut-glass button that
fastened the bottom of Sanduskys
creased waistcoat.
you've waited one day too long to
collect for your strawberry, De SPAIN"
cried Logan shrilly. you've turned
one trick too many on the sinks, young,
fellow. If the man that put your mark
on you amt in this room, you'll never
get him."
(Which means I take it. you're going
to try to get me-" smiled De Spain.
NO" beloved Morgan, sit means
we have got you"
"lou are fooling yourself. Harvey"
De Spain addressed the warning to I.o-
gan. "And you, too, Sandusky," he
added.
We'll take care of that" grinned
Logan. Sandusky kept Silence.
you are jumping into another mans
fight" protested De Spain steadily.
"SassoOn's fight is our fight" inter-
rupted Morgan. =
Il advise YOU" said De Spain once
more, looking with the words at San
dusky and his crony, ito keep out of
it,"
"Sandusky," yelled Logan to his
partner, "he advises me and you to
keep out of this fight" he shrilly
laughed.
Sure" assented Sandusky, but with
no variation in tone and his eyes on
De Spain.
Logan, with an oath, leaned over the
bar toward Sassoon, and pointed con-
temptuously toward the end of the
par. "Shike!' he cried "step through
the rail and take that mans gun"
De Spain, looking from one to the
other of the four faces confronting
him, laughed for the first time. But
he was looking without seeing what
he seemed to look at. IN reality. he
saw only cut-glass button. He was
race to face with taking mans life
or surrendering his own, and he knew
the life must be taken in such q way
as instantly to disable its possessor.
These men had chosen their time and
place. There was nothing for IL but
to meet them. Sassoon was stepping
toward him, though very doubtfully.
De Spain laughed again, dryly this
time. go slow, Sassoon," he said.
"That gun is loaded"
IF you want terms, hand over your
gun to Sassoon," cried Logan.
Not till it's empty" returned De
Spain. do you want to try taking it?p
he demanded of Logan, his cheeks
burning little darker.
Logan never answered the question
1t was not meant to be answered. For
DE Spain asked it only to cover the
spring he made at that instant into
Sandusky's middle. Catlike though II
was, the feint did not take the big fell
low unprepared. He had heard once.
when or where he could not tell. but
he had never forgotten the hint that
De spain, boxer, was as quick with
his feet as with his hands. The out
law whirled. Both men shot from the
nip; the reports cracked together. One
bullet, grazing the fancy button,
smashed through the gaudy waistcoat
the other, as De Spain's free hand
struck at the muzzle of the big mans
gun, tore into De SPANS foot. San
dusky, convulsed by the frightful
shock, staggered against De SpaIn's
arm, the latter dancing tight against
him. Logan. alive to the trink L..,