The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1918-04-25
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the Heavy Report.

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the Heavy Report.
ing his hand 20 back as he whirled ant
shot instantly toward the heavy re
port. He had whipped II his Gun
and fired sideWise through the window
at the sound.
That was all. The b|artenders
brcathed and looked again. Men Were
croWding like mad through the bacl
doors. De Spain, ut the cigar case
looking intently into the rainy street
lighted from the corner by a dingy
lamp. The four men near him had no.
stirred, but, startled and alert, the
right hand of each covered the butt of
Il revolver. De Spain moved first
While the pool players jammed the
back doors to escape, he spoke to
without looking at. the bartender
whats the matter with your cur
tainS?" he demanded, sheathing his re
volver and pointing with an eXpletiye
90 the big sheet Of plate glass. al,
this the way you build up business foI
the houSc?'
Those close enough to the window
saw that the bare pane had been cut
Just above the middle, by two bulir,
holes. Curious men examined boil
fractures when De Spain and Lefeyyi
had left the saloon. The first hole was
the larger. 1t had been made bl a
high-poWcrcd rifle; the second was
from q bullet of a Colts revolver; ii
was remarked rs u miracle of gun-play
that the two were hardly an inch apart.
In the street a few minutes later. De
Spain and Lefcver encountered Scott,
who, with his back hunched up. his
cheap black hat pulled we'll down over
his ears, his hands in his trousers
pockets and his thin coat collar mod.
eStly turned against the drilling rain.
was walking across the parkway from
the station.
"SasSoon is in town." exclaimed Le-
fever with certainty after he had old
the story. He waited for the Indians
opinion. Scott, looking through the
water dripping from the brim of his
seasoned derby. gave it in one word.
Was" he amended with Il quiet
smile.
Let's make sure" insisted Leftover.
"%Supposing he might be in town VET.
Bob, where is he?"
Scott gaZed up the street through the
rain lighted by yellow lamps on tho
obscure corners, and looked down tha
street toward the black reaches of the
river IF he's here, you'll find him
in II of two places. Tensions"
But we've just come from Teni.
sons" objected Lefever.
Il mean, across the street, upstairs.
or at jim Kitchens barn. If he was
hurried to get away" added Scott re-
tiectiveiy. "he would slip upstairs over
there as the nearest place to hide. If
he had time he would make for tbe
barn, wherc it would be easy IT, c.ch-
his rifle"
Lefever took the lapel OF the scouts
coat in his hand. Then you. Fob. 90
cut and see if o can get the whole
story. III take the barn. Let Henry
go over to Tensions and wait AT the
head Of the stairs till we can get bacK
there"
De Spain found no difficulty in Iocat-
ing the flight of marble stairs that led
to the gambling rooms. 1t was the only
lighted entrance in the side street. No
light Shone a: the head of the stairs.
but a doorway on the left opened into
a large room brilliantly lighted by
chandeliers. Around three sides of this
room were placed the keno layouts,
roulette wheels, faro tables and minor
gambling devices. OFF the casino it.
self small cardrooms opened.
The big room was we'll filled for a
wet night. De Spain took a place
in shadow near one side Of the door
way facing the Street door and at times
looked within fer the loosely jointed
! frame, crooked neck, tOusled forehead,
and m~alevOlent face of the cattle thief.
He could find In the many figures scat
tered about the room none resembling
the one he sought.
A man entering the place spoke to
another coming out. De Spain over
heard the exchange. "Duke got rid of
his steers YETI" asked the first.
"Not yet"
"Slow game"