Arizona republican., 1922-04-28

said Billy. "He told me some inter-
esting things about himself-and
you" Here Billey stuffed the sheets
of paper into his trousers pocket
and gripped Simon by the throat.
| ''You damned murderer. what did
you kill him for?''
At the fierce clutch of Billy's fin
gers, Simon's shaking legs refused
to uphold him longer. He feel on his
knees. Ell didn't kill him" he
spluttered "He was dead when
You lie! Conley said so. You
| tried to throw the blame on me by
leaving behind" Billy's voice
trailed off into silence
sThat was Conley's idea"
screamed the panicky Reelfoot. He
got the hatband and quirt one day
when nobody was in the office. Con-
| ley shot him, tool"
"Conley shot him too. huh2"
He was gonno squeal. He was
gonna get me mixed into that Wal
ton murder! They told me he was!
He-he pulled first. | tell you! /
was drunk l didn't know what |
was doing! oh. my gawd!"
Billy flung the groveling Simon
from him. This ought to be enough
for you.''
That evening there was another
prisoner in the Golden Bar cala-
boose eff they keep on coming in
like this" said Shotgun Shillman to
Riley Tyler, wen have to build an
addition to the Jail"
"What next?'' asked Guerilla Mel
ody. With Tips murder settled
and KNOWN who killed Tucketon z
Certainly doesn't help us any
with the stage hold-up." cut III Billy.
Before we spring the Joke in the
Tuckelton deal. I've got to do iii
more work on the hold-up.7
A convivial voice in the sreet
broke into boisterous song. Who's
| that?' asked Billy.
Its jerry Fern" said Guerilla
indifferntly. Hes drunk again.
|, Aunt died, left him money. Big
| legacy. Must have been for Crafty
to lend him money to play with
do you know Crafty's been lend
ing money to Jerry?"
Didn't I see him with my own
eyes more than once2'
! do you think you can get Jerry
Fern in here and make him drunk p
| tTll make him drunk Guerilla
said earnestly cor there amt a drop
| of virtue in Old Grow"
Guerilla flipped on bis hat and de-
parted.
"You can't tell me that Internal
Bill Wingo amt at the bottom of
all this business!" snarled Felix
Dawson friend of his didn't get Slike
by themselves any more than did"
"And there was a time when we
thought Bill didn't have any brains" !"
Sam Larder. grieved bitterly.
Il didn't" avowed the district at
torney. I always knew
The door flew open. and, Jerry
Fern. wild-eyed with liquor. stum-
bled into the room. The stage driver
rolled straight to Felix Craft and
paved him. "Fuf- felix" he bab-
bled, Il wan shush- shome mon
money"
The furious Felix shook him off
But Jerry Fern was nothing if not
persistent.
The grinning faces of Guerilla
and Riley looked in through the open
| doorway.
'Come along. Jerry" called Guer-
| lila. I'VE been hunting you all over
Wuh-w wuh-wan' shush- shome
mum money" gargeld jerry. II
| wuh-wan' mum money you promised
me-
! "I'n give you what you deserve 3
! There was cream and butter in, the
/ gamblers voice. but there was grizzly
| menace in his restless eyes.
| "Gug guve mum-me more than
| you gug gave bubbfeor?''
| Yes. yes. C'mon!"
| "Wuh-want mum money now!
/ yelped the contumacious Jerry. 'or
| I'll pup- p-out you in jail"
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