The Holbrook news., 1922-09-01


 this sucker Lindsay and yelled that he done it. The bulls pinched him like said right there."
 Did it happen in the dark?"
 Sure as you're foot high. My job was dousin' the glims, and I done it right"
 What about 'Slimr Was he shoot ing when he got it?"
 The other man shook his head. "This Lindsay man claims he was. I talked wit bull afterward. Dey didn't find no gun on Slim The bull says there was no gun-play."
 What became of Sims gun?"
 Search me-"
 Durand slammed a big fist exultant- ly down on the desk. Better than the way I planned it. If the guns gone, I'll frame Lindsay for the chair. It's Salt creek for his"
 He lost no time in getting into touch with Gorilla Dave, who was under ar rest at the station house. From him he learned the story of the killing of Collins. One whispered detail of it filled him with malicious glee.
 ''The boob! He'll go to the death chair sure if I can frame him. We're lucky Bromfield ran back into the lit tie room. Up in front dozen guys might have seen the whole play even in the dark"
 Durand spent the night strengthen ing the web he had spun to destroy his enemy. He passed to and fro among those who had been arrested in the raid and he arranged the testimony of some of them to suit his case. More than one of the men caught In the drag net of the police was willing to see the affray from the proper angle in ex- change for protection from prosecu- tion.
 After breakfast Durand went to the ferred at daybreak.
 You needn't bring the fellow here," he told the warden. I'll go right to his cage and see him. I wantta have a talk with him."
 Between two guards Clay climbed the iron steps to an upper tier of cages at the Tombs. He was put into cell which held two beds, one above the other, as in the cabin of an ocean liner. By the side of the hunks was a narrow space just long enough for a man to take two steps in the same direction.
 An unshaven head was lifted in the lower bunk to see why the sleep of its owner was being disturbed.
 I've brought you a cell mate, Shiny" explained one of the guards. You want to be civil to him. He's just croaked a friend of yours"
 For de love O Gawd. Who did he croak?"
 "'Slim' Jim Collins. Cracked him one on the bean and that was a-plenty. Hope you'll enjoy each others society, gents" The guard closed the door and departed.
 "Is that right? Did youse do up Slim or was he kiddin' mel"
 q don't reckon we'll discuss that subject" said Clay blandly, but with note of finality in his voice.
 "No offense, boss. It's an honor to have so distinguished gent for cell pal. For that matter I ain't no cheap rat myself. Dey pinched me for shovin' de queer. I'd ought to get fifteen years" he said proudly.
 This drew grin from Lindsay, though not exactly merry one. If you're anxious for long term you can have some of mine," he told the coun- terfeiter.
 Maybe you'll go up Salt creek" said Shiny hopefully.
 Afraid the allusion might not be un- derstood, he thoughtfully explained that this was the underworld term for the electric chair.
 Clay made no further comment. ue found the theme a gruesome one.
 Anyhow, I'm glad dey didn't put no holster nor damper-getter wit me. I'm partickler who I meet. De whole pro-