The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1923-03-15

lie ii never De ded0er. Dave graDDen
this sucker Lindsay and yelled that he
done 1t. The bulls pinched him like
said right there"
did 1t happen in the dark7"
"Sure as you're foot high. My job
was dousin the glims, and l done 1t
right"
what about 'SlimT Was he shoot
ing when he got It'll"
The other man shook his head. "This
Lindsay man claims he was. talked
wit bull afterward. Dey didn't find
no gun on SLIM, The bull says there
was no gun-play."
"What became of Sims gum"
Search me-"
Durand slammed big fist exultant-
ly down on the desk. Better than the
way planned 1t. 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 4na SSssHe7ec detalf OF 1t
| filled him with malicious glee.
"The boob! He'll go to the death
chair sure If 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
ARRAY from the proper angle In ex-
change for protection from prosecu-
ton.
After breakfast Durand went to the
Tombs, where Clay had been trans
ferred at daybreak
"You needn't bring the fellow here"
he told the warden. 'T'll go right to
his cage and see him. / 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 a 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 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.
'Tve brought you 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
croak2"
"'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.
SIS that right2 Did youse do up
Slim or was he kiddin' me-"
81 don't reckon We'll discuss that
subject" said Clay blandly, but with a
note of finality In his voice.
"No offense, boss. It's an honor to
have SO distinguished gent Tor cell
pal. For that matter / amt no cheap
rat myself. Dey pinched me for shown
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 I'M
derstood, he thoughtfully explained
that this was the underworld term for
the electric chair.
Clay made no further comment. He
found the theme gruesome one.
anyhow, I'm glad dey didn't put no
holster nor damper-getter wit me. I'm
partickler who l meet. De whole pro