Evening star., 1919-04-20
xcoNTINUED FROM LAST SUNDAY

ed. With a lightning swiftness
Clifford wrenched free from that
-. too-confident left arm, half
cropped to the foor-shot swiftly up
with backward leap that placed him
Pehind Bradley, and as he came up his
@eft arm darted under Bradley's left
shoulder and his left hand crooked
3tseh upon the back OF Bradley's bull
neck. And in the same instant his
Fight hand shot forward and caught
Bradley's right wrist
Bradley gave sneerng laugh.
want kids horseback ride, do YOU"
Snarling contemptuously again, Brad
icy shook his heavy shoulders as a
great dog might shake it's dripping
run But Clifford did not fly off. In
stead. his body braced itself
And his arms stiffened. Brad
ley's head was driven sharply
into his chest, his right arm was drawn
put straight. He gave grunt and
set his muscles contemptuously against
this unknown maneuver. Not yet did
the man dream what was happening to
him.
Grfmly Clifford began to exert his
strength, himself wondering IL he could
carry this thing through. This hold
that he had upon Bradley was hold
that he had practiced in some frac-
tional degree Of it's potentialities in
friendly contests-but never had he
seen that hold used upon human
being to the reputed limits of its effec-
tiveness. He recalled the avarice of
this man. the brutal cunning, the ruth
lessness, the devils misuse of power
the thousands he had bled financially.
the unnumbered ones he had framed"
away and Clifford was afiame with
retributive rage for all those whom
this man in his might had made suffer.
1t was as though the strength of all
these sufferers had been transferred
into him. Certainly he never had had
such might before. Slowly, inch by
inch, he drew Bradley's right arm back
and downward-BradleX straining with
outstanding muscles and corded liga-
ments to Withstand the terrific leverage.
The right arm reached it's lowest
arc, then Clifford began to bend 1t
back and pull it UP. groan burst
from Bradley-then, Take chance,
Slim; for Gods sake, shoot"
There was a report: a bullet grazed
Clifford's scalp--it must have missed
Bradleys head by inches. Clinord,
raising his set face, his eyes buiging
from his own effort, saw the dazed
Slim on one elbow. aiming at MIN
egaiu. He swung Bradley about, SO
that his body was better protection
and. heaving, painting, went on draw
ing that straining arm up-inch py lnch'
suddenly the curtains parted ana
Jimmie Kelly entered. behind him
three Of his men, Mr.. Morton ana
Uncle George. Jimmie saw Sims
pointed weapon following the pair
waiting its chance; and leaping in he
tore 1t from that deadly hand.
"Steady. Bob" he cried. "and I'll get
Bradley for you!"
keep out Of thisv Clifford painted
hoarsely. "Tve got him myself"
They all stood back and stared at
those straining locked figures. The
two seemed hardly to move, SO tensely
WAS the force Of one set against the
force of the other. But slowly, slow
~. Clifford forced the right arm OF
Bradley up behind his back. Then
summoning his all of strength, he
heaved sharply and nightly upwards,
Is though he was lifting the very
foundations Of the house. There was
l. sharp report, almost as IL Slim had
bhot again. A cry Of agony burst
from Bradley. and he went staggering
Across the room, and was saved from
falling only by the embrace OF one
feet; gasping groans came from his
corner. Even so. he swayed on his
tibs; and his right arm hung loosely
1t his side at a weird angle.
"By God" Uncle George calculated
slowly. II once said that II ever any
body got Bradley you would be the man
land. my son, you certainly did get him. "
Himself reeling. struggling for
breath, Clifford gazed at the face OF
his enemy. pulpy and bleeding and
distorted with agony. "Yes, ! got
him." he gasped. Dizzily he walked
over to Bradley. II got you TINS
time. Bradley got you at last"
But the loose figure with the mis-