The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1924-12-12

Devine lay very still, clearly COM
pletely stunned. Quinnion moved a
little.
Carson's weather-beaten face peered
in at the window.
Better do the hot foot, Bud" he
grunted softly, while the trails
| open. Steve will be mixing in again"
But Lee seemed in no haste now.
When the match had burned out, he
dropped it and slipped fresh cartridges
into his gun. That done, he stopped,
gathered up Quinnion's feebly strug-
Cling body in his arms and carried it
to the window
Here" he said coolly to Carson.
Take him through"
Carson obeyed jerking the now
complaining Quinnion out hastily and
unceremoniously. Lee followed as
Steve threw open the barroom door
/ It's a new one on me, just the
same" said Carson dryly as he
watched Lee stoop and gather Quin-
MON up in his arms. after a little
party like this one, I'm generally trav-
cling on an not stopping to pick flow
ers an gather sooveneers! You amt
got cannibal blood in you. have you,
Bud?"
/ While Carson was cudgeling his
| brains for the answer and Steve was
i making cautious examination of the
card room, Lee with his burden in his
arms passed through the darkness ly-
ing at the rear of the saloon and out
into the street. Carson followed to
take care of sortie should Steve and
the rest not have had all they wanted
for one night. He chuckled, remark
ing to himself that Bud Lee and Quin-
MON were the very picture of young
mother and her babe in arms.
Not until they again reached the
Golden Spur did Lees burden com
pletely recover consciousness. Many
man on the street looked wonder
ingly after them, demanded to know
what was up" and, receiving no an
swer. swung in behind Carson
In the Golden Spur the arrivals
were greeted by heavy silence
Sandy Weaver forgot to set out the
drinks which had just been ordered
by three men who, in their turn, for
got that they had ordered. Men at
the tables playing cards put down
their hands and rose or turned expec-
family in their seats.
Lee put Quinnion down on the floor
/ The man lay there a moment blinking
at the lights above him and at the
faces around him. At length his eyes
! came TO Lee.
/ "D-n YOU" he muttered, trying to
rise, and Slowly getting to his feet
with the aid of a chair. "I'll get
you"
Then Bud Lee gave his brief ex-
PLANTATION, cutting Quinnion's ugly
snarl In two.
"This Is Quinnlon's farewell party
/ he said bluntly. "He is a liar and a
crook and an undesirable citizen /
have told him all that before. He took
/ am all of those things which he is
himself. Ishave d-n near killed him
for it +; am going to give him ten min
utes to get out of town. If he doesn't
do it, / am going to kill him. And
| in that ten minutes he is going to find
| time to eat his words"
"TIl see you in" began Quinnion,
as something of the old buster came
back to him.
"Shut up!" snapped Lee. Carson,
let me have your gum"
Carson, wondering, gave 1t. Lee
dropped it on the floor at Quinnion's
| foot.
"Pick that gun up and we'll finish
/ what we've begun" he said coolly to
Quinnion. 81 won't shoot until you've
! got it in your hand and have straight
ened up Then I'll kill you. Unless
first you admit that you are the con-
temptible liar every one knows you
are, and second. get out of town and
stay out It's up to you, Quinnion."
Knowing QuinniOn, the men moved
swiftly so that they did not stand be-
hind either him or Lee Sandy Weav-
err, shifting few feet along his bar,
shook his head and sighed.
It'll be both of Them" he NUT
tered.
Quinnion turned his head little,
his red-rimmed eyes going from face
to face, his tongue moving back and
forth between his lips. For an in
slant his eyes dropped to the gun at
his feet, and little spasmodic con-
traction of his body showed that he
was tempted to take up the weapon.
But he hesitated, and again turned to
Lee.
"It's up to you," repeated Lee. "If
you're not coward after all, pick it
up" Lees hands were at his sides,
his own revolver in his pocket. Quin-
Mon was tempted. The evil lights in
his eyes danced like witeh-fires. Again
he hesitated; but his hesitation was
brief. With his whining, ugly laugh
he Iurched to the bar.
"Gimme a drink, Sandy" he com
manded.
"Neither now nor after a while"
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