The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-02-11
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"Mr. Geary never put big fore
finger under your chin and babe you
hold up your head. Is that itT
"Tis not what he did. Miss but the
way he did 1t. All the fiends av hell II
be at me this night to stipend what he
give me-and I'm afraid"
He broke of, mumbling and chatter
ing like man in the grip Of great
terror. In his agony Of body and
| spirit, Dolores could have wept for
Don Juan Cafetero, for in that su-
preme moment the derelicts soul was
bare, revealing something pure and
sweet and human, for all his degrade
tion. How did Jack Webster know 2
wondered Dolores. And why did he
so confidently give an order to this
human fiotsam and expect It to be
obeyed7 And why did Don Juan
Cafetero come whining to her for
strength to help him obey it7
"That wouldn't be playing the
game" she told him. II can't help
you deceive him. You are the first of
your breed" ~
Don't say IT," he cried. "Didn't
he tell me wanst?"
"Then make the fight, Don-Mr.
Cafferty." She lowered her voice.
II am depending on you to stay sober
and guard him. He needs a faithful
friend so badly, now that Mr.. Geary
is away" She patted the grimy hand
and left him staring at the ground.
Presently he sighed, Quivered horribly,
and shambled out Of the patio on ito
the firing-line. And when he reported
to Jack Webster at nine o'clock next
morning. he was sober. shaking hor-
ribly and on the verge Of delirium
tremens, but tightly clasped In his
right hand he held that hve-dollar
piece. Dolores, who had made It her
business to be present at the inter-
view, heard John Stuart Webster say
heartily:
'The finest thing about a terrible
fight, friend Cafferty, is that II 1t is a
worthwhile battle. the spoils OF vic
tory are exceedingly sweet. You are
now about to enjoy one fourth Of the
said spoils--a large Jolt Of ,aguard-
iente! You must have 1t to steady
your nerves. Go to the nearest can
tina and buy one drink; then come
back with the change. By that time
l shall have breakfasted and you and
Twill then go shopping. Atnoon you
shall have another drink; at four
o'clock another; and just before re-
| firing you shall have tbs fourth and
last for this day. Remember, CAT
| ferty: one jolt-no more-and then
back here with the exact change"
AS Don Juan scurried for salvation,
Webster turned to Dolores. Hell fail
me now. but that will not be his fault
but mine. I've set him too great a
task In his present condition. Never
theless. to use colloquial expression,
have the Cafferty goat-and I'm go
ing to keep It."
Webster went Immediately to his
room, called for pen and paper, and
proceeded at once to do that which he
had never done before-to wit, pre-
pare his last will and testament. In
few brief paragraphs he made q
Photographic will and split his bank
roll equally between the two human
beings he cared for most-Billy Geary
and Dolores Ruey. .tBill's a gambler
like me-" he ruminated; 80 I'll play
safe. The girl is conservative, and
after Bilrs wad is gone, he'd be boiled
in oil before he'd prejudice hers"
Having made his will, Webster
made copy Of 1t. The copy he placed
In an envelope marked: "For. Jack.
Not to be opened until after my
DEATH" This envelope he then enclosed
In larger one and mailed to Billy at
Gale de Coneordia No. TO-.
Having made his few simple pre-
parations for death. Mr.. Webster next
burrowed in his trunk, brought forth
his big army-type automatic pistol
and secured 1t In holster under his
arm, for he deemed 1t unwise and pro-
vocative Of curiosity to appear In I'M
maculate ducks that bulged at the
right hip. Next he filed two spare
clips wits cartridges and slipped them
into his pocket, thus completing his
few simple preparations for life.
He glanced out the window at the
sun. There would still be an hour Of
daylight; so he descended to the lobby,
called a carriage and took short
drive.
Returning to the hotel he dismissed
the carriage, climbed the three short
steps to the entrance and was passing
through the revolving portal. when
from his rear some one gave the
door a violent shove. with the result
that the turnstile partition behind him
collided with his back with sufficient
force to throw him against the parti-
ton in front. Instantly the door
ceased to pivot, with Webster locked
neatly in the triangular space be
tween the two sections Of the revol.
wing door and the Jamb.
He turned and beheld in the sec.
ton behind him an oficer Of the
Sobrantean army. This individual,
observin4 he was under Webster's
scrutiny, scowled and peremptcrily
motioned to Webster to proceed
which the latter did, with such NO,
lence that the door, lcontinuing< to re.