Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1922-03-05

Maybe he'll loan it to me-
Just out of Lear. they dipped down
| in a draw; Bill slowed to cross a deep
and narrow wash.
Hands up! Stop her"
4 X
TEN feet away q rife barrel poked
from behind a vashed-out bank.
It was pointed at Bill. but in a half
second it swung to cover the tonneau.
IF 1t amt Bill Panky! Don't move
/ a hand"
| To steady himself in crossing the
| gully. Mr.. Panky's hands had gripped
at seat and stanchion. He now rigidly
! held that strained position. The car
| stopped astride the ditch.
A man stepped cautiously from the
| washout-a little man with a long
| 1910 repeater. He looked very much
! indeed like Mr.. Charlie Simpson. He
! held the muzzle Of the long rife with
| in a foot Of Mr.. Panky's ribs.
Put your hands on the back Of the
front seat" he ordered. Shut your
| eyes"
Mr.. Panky did this. The little man
| reached forward gingerly for Mr..
Panky's six-shooter. Getting it. with
little audible sob of relief. he cooked
| it, backed of a step and laid the
| rifle behind him.
Get out" he said. Keep them
hands up! Turn around. Back OUT"
| Panky meekly submitted while the
little man frisked him for weapons.
! -in-hell-is-this?" said the
little man, in a rising crescendo of
establishment. when he came to the
little pearl-handled gun. Turn
| around, Bill, let's have a look at
you."
why. it's old Hank" said Mr..
Panky.
| "Yes-its old Hank The little
man sat down on the bank. He had
| a wizened. freckled face and a stub
by red mustache, which now bristled
to a snarl. "Old Hank-him you bull
lied and run over. and cheated out of
his share on that Lordsburg money.
| Well, we'll! What a joyful surprise!
1 see this ortermobile a-coming. and
thinks I'll just pick up a little piece
Of money-and here / got the drop
on old Bill Panky, and ten thousand
perfectly good dollars reward for him.
alive or dead. hope this will always
be a lesson to u.s."
Mr.. Panky laughed uneasily. You
wouldn't do old Bill dirt like that.
old fellow"
Yes, 1 would" said Hank. posi-
lively.
II got a big bunch of money hid
out. Hank-Ill whack up even with
Iyou-honest I will"
mo, you won't. You want a chance
to put me to bed with a shovel-thats
what you want. Here's where I get
even with you for keeps. I'm getting
old, Billiard that ten thousand will
sorter ease my declinin' years"
Maybe I was too rough on you
admitted Mr.. Panky. But I'll make
it up to you. You keep the guns
Hank-take what dough this bunch
has. If you want it-we'u get some
horses and hit the brush for my hide
out"
You'll hit the back track for Dona
Ana" retorted Hank, ferociously
Back out that car. you Teller. and
turn her around" He reached back for
the rife.
You can't do that Sim-simpleton. -
said Panky. They'll send you to the
pen for that Lordsburg job"
They'll let me eff light. me givin
myself up and bringing you in" as
serted Hank confidently. They want
you. Bill. You'll swing for that con-
ductor you got. They'll give me two
or three years at most-maybe q full
pardon. And you'll be hung till you're
dead-dead-dead"
I'll give you all the money I got
cached. Hank
You'll give me a shot in the back
To hell with your money"
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lDANKY wilted. He was trembling
He cringed. Take me to Grind.
stone, then. Hank" he pleaded alb
jectly. 'The Tumble-Tee outfit will
lynch me if you take me back that
way. IL killed q man down there
this afternoon. Hank"
You did? Is that right, you fel.
lows?" Hank asked.
He did," said Whalen. Gold
blooded Shot him twice after he was
down. We saw it Then he made US
bring him up here. Don't you be
afraid Of US. We're with you've
take you in the machine wherever
you want to 60"
Hank surveyed the prisoner with
ferocious joy. THAT settles you.
get the rewardf1u,n the same-alive
or dead. And what's more. If you
open your ugly head for just one
more word, I'll kill you right now
and here I mean it." His fingers
twitched along the fife barrel.
| BY the car. the three partners had
been holding q whispered conference
Now, Dwyer came forward. He was
very pale. but the light of greed was
in his blinking eyes,
"Wait-wait a minute" he faltered
I'VE want to make you a proposition
We happen to have with US a con-
siderable sum in ready cash. You
icouldn't very we'll rob us on your way
to tell the court you wanted to re-
form. But why should you go to the
penitentiary? Why wouldn't you have
MS pay you good cash percentage
right here. and let US have the re.
ward, while you go free"
"They might send you up for long
term. YOU know. You never can tell
urged whalen. why, you might &c,
sick and die there"
"How much?' Hank did not move
his little glowing Eyes from his cap
rive. 81 never did care much for the
peuitentiary, nohow.