Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1917-04-27

faisetto: NO. We don't happen to |
have business that know of. A
friend of ours may have little, may.
bet Logan, lifting his shoulders with
his laugh, looked toward his eompan.
ions for an answer to his joke.
De SPANS smile appeared unruffled:
You'll aelp him Transact 1t, sup.
poser
Logan, looking again toward San
dusky, grlnned: 'He won't need any
help"
who is your friend?" demanded De |
Spain gOod-naturedly. Logan's glance |
misled him; it did not refer to San.
dusky. And even az he asked the ques.
ton De Spain heard through the half.
open window at the end of the bar
the sound of hoofs. Hoping against
hope for Lefever, the interruption
cheered him. 1t certainly did not seem
that his situation could be made worse
well" answered Logan, talking
again to his gallery of cronies, we've
got two or three friends that want tc
see you. They're waiting outside to
see what you'll look like in about five
minuteS-ain't they, CALEB"
Someone was moving within the rear
room. De Spain felt hope In every
football he heard, and the mention of
Morgan's name cleared his plan OF
battle. Before Gale, with an oath,
could burt out his answer, De Spain |
had resolved to fight where he stood
taking Logan first aud Morgan as he
should jump In between the two. II !
was Mt the best d hopeless venture
against Sandusky's first shot, which
De Spain knew WAS almost sure to
reach vital spot. But desperate men
cannot be chooSers.
There's no time for seeing me ike
the present" declared De Spain, ignor.
ing Morgan and addressing his words
to Logan. Bring your friends in
What are you complaining about. Nor.
gonT he asked, resentlng tine stream
of abuse that Gale hurled at him when.
ever he could get word In. 81 had
my turn at you with a rifle the other
day. You've got your turn now. And
l call it pretty soft one, too-don't
you, SanduskyT' he demanded sud.
denly Of the big fellow.
Sandusky alone through the talk had
kept an unbroken silence. He was
eating up De Spain with his eyes, and
De Spain not only ached to hear him
speak, but was resolved to make him.
Sandus6y had stood motlonless from
the instant he entered the room. His
eyes rested intentIy on De Spain. and
at his side the long fingers of his right
hand beat soft tattoo against his
pistol holster. De SPANS question
seemed to arouse him whats your
nameT he demanded bluntly. His
voice was heavy and his deafness was
reflected In the strained tone.
ITS on the butt of my gun. San.
dusky."
whats that he saysT' demanded
the man known as the butcher. asking
the question Of Logan, but without
taking his eyes off his shifty prey.
Logan raised his voice to repeat the
words and to add ribald comment.
"YOu make good deal OF Noise"
muttered Sandusky, speaking again to
De Spain. -.
''That ought not to bother you
much, Sandusky" shouted De Spain,
trying to win a smile from his tact
turn antagonist.
His noise won't bother anybody
much longer" put in Logan, whose re-
forts overlooked at every interval. But
there was no smile even limited at In
the uncompromising vigilance Of San
dusky's expressl0nless face. De Spain
discounted the next few minutes far
enough to feel that Sanduskys first
shot would mean death to him, even Ii
he could return 1t.
"rll tell you. De Spain" continued
Logan, we're going to have a drink
with you. Then we're going to prepare
You for going back where you come
frUm-with nice flowers"
II guess you thought you could come
out here and run over everybody IN the
Spanish sinks" interposed Morgan,
with every oath he could summon to
load his words.
Keep out, Morgan" exclaimed Lo-
gan testify. 'Ill do this talking.
De Spain continued to banter. Gen
tlemen," he said, addressing the three
together and realizing that every mo-
ment wasted before the shooting added
a grain Of hope, II am ready TO drink
when you are"
Hes ready to drink Tom" roared
Morgan in the deaf mans ear.
I'm ready" announced Sandusky In
hollow voice.