The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1923-01-11

ngitated snake. Clay had one AT
vintage. He VAS wet through anyhow.
Ii did not matter how much of the
deluge struck him. The janitor fought
TO keep dry and he had not chance
on earth To sue. eed.
For one hundred and seyenty-five
pounds of Arizona bone and muscle,
t"nghened by years of Lerd work In
sun and wind, had clampeG itself up
on him. The nozzle twisted toward the
janitor. He ducked. went down. and
was instantly submerged. When he
tried to rise, the stream beat him back
He struggled halfway up, slipped goi
again to his feet. and came down sit
ting with hard bump when his legs
skated from under him.
A smothered .Vat tell p rose out of
the wuters. The junitor could not I'M
derstand what was happening To him.
He did not know that he WIS being
treated To II new form of the water
cure.
Before his dull brain had functl0ned
to action an iron grip had him by the
back OF the neck. He was jerked to
lis feet and propelled forward to the
curb. Every inch of the way TIE heavy
streaih from the nozzle broke on mis-
face and neck. II paralyzed his re-
sistance, Jared him so that he could
not gather himself to fight. Clay
bumped him up against hitching
post. garroted him, ami swung the
hose around the post In such way
as to encircle the feet OF the man.
The eowpuncher drew the hose
tight. Slipped the nozzle through the
iron ring and cnught the mapping arms,
Of the man to his body. With the def
skill Of trained roper Clay swung the
rubber pipe round the body of the man
again and again. drawing II close to
the post aud knotting 1t securely be.
bind. The Swede struggled. bu; his
furious rnge availed him nothing. Wien
Clay stepped lack to inspect his Job
he knew he was looking at one that
had been done thoroughly.
Il keel you, BY d--n. eff you don't
turn me loose!" roared the big mnn In
a rage.
The arge-ridcr grinned gayly at
him. He WINS hayisg the time of his
young life. He die rot even regret his
fifty-fiye dollar suit.
"Life's just loaded to the hooks witt!
disappointment. Ollie" he explained
and his voice was full OF genial SYM
pathy. I'll bet u dollar Mex you'd
sure like tn beat me on the head with
two-by-four. But | don't reckon
you'll ever get that fond wish gratilied
We're not II bile to meet up with eacl;
other again pronto. Today we're here
and tomorrow we're at Yuma, Arizona.
say, for life is short and darned
iieetin'. as the poet fellow says
He waved hand jauntily anu
turned to 90. But he changed his mind.
His eye had fallen on young woman
Sanding AT French windoy of the
house opposite. She was beckoning to
him imperiously.
The young woman disappeared rs he
crossed the street, but In few mo-
ments the door opened and she stood
there waiting for him. Clay stared. lie
had never before seen a girl dressed
like this. She was In riding boots.
breeches and coat. Her eyes dila. ed
while she looked at him.
'Wyoming?" she asked.
Arizona" he answered.
'All one. Knew II the moment I saw
you tie him. Come in" She stood
aside to let him pass.
That hall, with Its tapestried walls.
its polished floors, and oriental rugs.
was reminiscent Of ''the movies. to |
Clay. Nowhere else had he seen a
home so stamped with the mark of
ample means,