The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1917-02-24
He WhirIed and Shot Instantly Toward
the Heavy Report.

He WhirIed and Shot Instantly Toward
the Heavy Report.
ing his hand so back as he whirled and
Shot instantly toward the heavy re-
port. He had whipped cut his gun
aud fired sidcwise through the window
at the sound.
That was all The hartrndcrs
hrrnthed and looked again Men were
rrowding like mad through the back
doors. De Spain, ut the cigar case,
looking inlrntly into the rainy street,
lighted from the corner by Il dingy
nHp. The four men near him had not
stirred. but, startled and alert. the
right hand of each covered The butt Of
Il revolver. De Spain moved first.
Will" The pool players innlmcd the
bach doors to escape, he spoke to,
without looking at, the bartender.
"Wlal'S the matter with Your cur
tanS?" h" demanded, shcalhny his re-
v"Ivrr and pointing with an cxplr,ive
t" The biz sheet of plate glass. as
this the way you build up business for
the hnuSr!'
Those close enough to the window
saw that the bare pane had been cut,
Just above the middle, by two bullet
I holes Curious men examined both
fractures when Dc Spain and Lcfcvrr
had left the saloon. The first hole WAS
the larger. 1t had been made by Il
high-powcrcd rifle; the second was
from Il bullet of u Colts revolver; it
was remarked us miracle of gun-pay
that the two were hardly m inch apart.
In The street Il few minutes later. DE
Spain and Lcfever encountered Scott,
WHO, with his bnck hunchrd up, his
cheap black hat pulled well down over
his ears. his hands in his trousers
pockets and his thin coat collar mod
rStly turned against the driZZling rain,
was walking across the parkway from
the station.
"SaSSoOn Is in town." exclaimed Le-
fever with certainty after he had told
The story. He waited for the Indians
opinion. Scott, looking through the
water dripping from the hrm of his
seasoned derby, gave it in one word.
, 'Was,' he amended with Il quiet
smile.
Lets make sure" insisted Leftover.
Surprising he might be in town vet,
Bob, where is hc?"
Scott gnzcd up the street through the
rain lighted by yellow lamps ON the
obscure corners, and looked down the
, street toward the black reaches of the
river. eff he's here, you'll find him
n one of two places. TcniSnn's-"
| "'nt we've just come from Tcni-
sons" objected Lefcvcr.
, 81 mean, across the street ,u,StnrS:
Or at Jim Kitchens barn. If he was
hurried to get away" added Scott re-
1rrtivciy, che would slip upstairs over
, there as the nearest place TO hide; il
I 10 had time he would make for tho
[ :;,rn. where it would be easy TO cache
, his rifle"
Leftover took the lapel of tn" scouts
, coat in his hand. ''i'hcn you, Bob, 20
Q out and see If you can get the whole
story. I'll take the barn. Lrl Henry
, 20 over to Tensions and wait at the
: head of the stairs till we can get back
} there
> DE Spain found no difficulty in l0rat'
/. ing the flight of marble stairs that led
to the gambling rooms. 1t was the only
, lighted entrance in the side street. M
: light shonc at the head of the stairs
but q doorway on the left opened into
' large room brilliantly lighted by
l chandeliers. Around three sides Of This
g room were placed the keno Iayouts
t. roulette wheels, faro tables and minol
. gambling devices. Off the casino it
1 self small cardrOoms opened.
c The big room was well filled for 8
!, wet night. De Spain took place
t In shadow near one side of the door
t way facing the street door and at times
G looked within for the loosely iointet
r frame, crooked neck, touslcd forehead
C and malevolcnt face of the cattle thief
n He could find in the many figures seat
v tered about the room none resembling
J, the one he sought.
e A man entering the place spoke t.
another coming out. De Spain over
d heard the exchange. "Dukc got rid Of
}. his steers YETI" asked the first.
8 "Not yet"
q "Slow game"
8 "I'hc old man sold quite bunch this
Q time. The way he's playing now hcl
G asst twcnty-fOur hours
Q De Spain, following the newcomer
n strollcd into the room and, beginning
at one side, proceeded in lcsrcly
h fashion from wheel to wheel and table
8 to table inspecting the players. Few
It looked at him and none paid any at
4 :ention to his presence. At Tensions
table the idlers crowded about ono
G player whom De Spain, without get
:. ting closer in among the onIookers
d han he wanted to, could not see.
4 Tension, as De Spain approached
G happened to look up YEARLY. lie
n spoke in an impressive tone across the
v intervening heads: "What happened to
t your red tie, Henry?"
d De Spain put up his hand to his
e leck. and looked down ut a loose end