Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-10-23
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series Of splashes; the crunch of
heavy boots on rock.
For why you ON here. eh!"
demanded Salzar. In q less aggress-
i've manner. "What-a da matt"
Ell? 2"
WELL" said Smith. IL you've got
to know, there are people from
understand that"
Christi! When do they arriveY'
"a week ago. Sard's place is in
the hands of the police. l couldn't
| stop them. They've got his safe
and all his papers. City, State. n
Federal officers are looking Tor
| him. The Constabulary rode into
| Ghost Lake yesterday. Now, don't
you think you'd better lead me to
Sard?"
Christi" exclaimed Salzar.
"Sard he is a mile ahead with the
others. Damn! Damni Ne. how
| should / know what 10 to be done?
Me, 1 have my orders from Quin.
tana. What ] do. eh?' Christi!
What to do? What you say l
! should do. Ell. Abram s?"
A new fear had succeeded the I'D
! one-that was evident-and Saizar
came forward into h light OF his
own fixed torch-a weli-knit ngure
in SLOUGH hat, gray shirt, n gray
hreeches. and wearing q red BAN
danna over the lower part OF bis
face. He carried q heavy fife.
smith said slowly: III Quintana
Is marching on Clinch's he's march
ing into o trap!"
salzar bianchsd above his ban
aThe State Troopers are there"
said smith. They'll get him sure"
"Christi," faltered salzar, -
thel, they are gobble-Quintana'
Sard, everybody! SIT"
He glared at Smith, started 10
move, came back and TOOL nis
torch, made . VIOLENT gesture VIZ
il which drenched the woods with
lyon stop-a ouintana, maybe.
You tell-a heem he - a StSs
fool! You tell-a heem NICK Sai1a,
is NO damn fool. No! Adois my frien'
Abrams. I heat it. l save my skim"
"Salzar!" Smith called sharply.
The man halted and looked
around.
Come backl" -.
salzar hesitated, turned finally
slouched toward him. =,
smith laid aside his pack n
rifle, and, as Salzar came up ne
quietly took his weapon from him
and laid it beside his own.
"What-a da matt?" demanded
Salzar, astonished. why you taxa
my gum" x.
we'll matched. ;,
"sst your torch in that crotch"
he said.
Salzar. puzzled and impatient de-
manded to know why. smith tooK
both torches, set them opposi.s
each other and drew Salzar INTO ths
NOV" he said. you dirty des'
perade, I am going to try to Kill yot
clean. Look Out for yourself!"
For q second Saizar stood rootec
in blank establishment. :.
"Tm one of Clinch's men," sale
Smith, ''but ! can't stick q knife II
your back at that. Now, take carr
Of yourself if you can"
His voice died in his throat; Sal
gar was on him. clawing, biting
kicking, striving to strange I'M. g
wrestle him off his feet. smitt
reeled, staggering under the snee
rush of the man, almost blinded pA
blows, clutched, bewildered IN sai'
zar's panther grip. ~.
81 keel you! ! keel you! Damn
Dammit painted Salzar, in conval'
siye fury as smith freed his left ARR
and struck him in the face.
Now, on the narrow, wet ant
slippery strip Of rock they swayes
to and fro, murderously interlocked
their heavy boots splashing. bat
ling with limb and body.
Twice Salxar forced Smith oul
ward over the sink, trying to end 1t
but could not free himself.
once, too. he managed to get .
a hidden knife. drag it out and sta
at head and throat; but Smitl
caught the fist that welded u
forced back the arm, held It Will
Salzar screamed at him. lunginG q
his face with barred teeth.
Suddenly the end came: SAizat'
. body heaved upward, spraWieo 10
an instant in the dazzling glare
hurtled over Smiths head and fei
into the sink with q crashing splash
Frantieally he thrashed there
scattering and f~ioundering in dark
ness. He made n cutlery. Proo
ably he had landed head first,
In a moment only a vague heas
ing came from the unseen ooze.
Smith, exhausted, drenched wit
sweat, leaned against a
sickened.
After all sound had ceased n
straightened up with an enof'
: Presently he bent and RECEIVERS
|, Salzar's red bandanna and MS ns'
lifted his W rifle and pack an
! struggled into the Ihsn
SkIcking SaIzar's rifle overheard. h
, unfastened both torches, pockete'
one. and started on in a hood 0
ghostly light.
(Cnntinued In Our Next lssuel