Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1924-08-15

| continually passing in and out and. on
entering, Dinsdale found the floor
around the tables uncomfortably
crowded But the largest gathering
was around the Twenty-one game, al
though before the coming of the pretty
French girl it had not been popular
enough to be included among Keno
| Franks offerings. Favorite with ten
derfeet in the early 'fifties it had gone
into the discard before seventy-six.
Now 1t was magnet and miners
and townspeople were packed several
deep about the table, and it was only
by persistent effort that Dinsdale
could work close enough to look down
on the attractive dealer. French Curly,
barred from placing bet, stood close
to her left, his cavernous eyes never
ceasing their steady scrutiny. With
his days numbered by the ravages of
consumption, he stood by her side, a
deaths head.
In sweeping her gaze about to de-
tect professionals, the girls glance
found Dinsdale, and there was quick
flash of interest in the dark Ieyes, and
the hand holding the cards gave con-
vulsiye jerk. Then she was intent on
her work, her head slightly bowed, her
soft voice calling the game.
Dinsdale proceeded to the Bed Rock
to secure room. The illiterate land
lord gave him boisterous welcome
and eulogized him for resisting the at
fractions of the Grand Central and
promised some most unusual flour
doin's" and chicken fixin's" for sup
per. Scissors. too, was there and
driving an active trade in paper souve-
Mrs. The men were very partial to
the profile of Crazy Horse. Dinsdale
looked over mans shoulder and was
amazed at the striking resemblance
turned out by few ships of the scis-
Sors.
He endeavored to retreat and go to
his room, but Scissors saw him and
caught his arm and proudly informed
him:
I've been telling them about you"
Then in a sly aside: You'd think this
place was full of Mr.. Easys by the way
the dust is coming in. A whole ounce
in just one place. Yes, sir. The price
is dollar now. Demand is more'n I
can fill.-Thank you, sir.-Now, gents,
I'm going to turn out just one dozen
more before move on. After this
you'll have to come to San Juan Joes
tent to get them. Always could do II.
I'm wakan I've forgot lots of things,
but know indians. Who wants a pic
ture of the great Crazy Horse, who
reckons to raid this town very soon?
First come, first served"
Pyrites, frowning severely, pushed
his way to Dinsdale's side and secured
his attention.
did that fool tell you Joey's talk 2"
he asked.
Receiving negative Pyrites growled
an oath and jeered:
Might have known it. 1 don't see
why joey trusts him to do errands. He
always forgits If he finds any one to
listen to his yawp. Joey wants you to
drop in and see him soon as you can.
He sent Scissors to tell you. When
you didn't show VI he sent me. Every
time body sends Scissors on an err
rand he gifts to incoming round with
his paper cutting"
"All right, Pyrites, I'll trot right
along"
San Juan Joe was in the tent, walk
ing among the various bank games. On
beholding Dinsdale he motioned him to
n hor OF N fnxUQr
end, which happened to be deserted.
After they had been served and the
bartender had retired San Juan said:
Rather talk here. Looks as if we'd
met by accident. you know. The game
must be played on the jump. / went
sending out some dust. Patrick &
Saulsburys agent has decided to take
no chances on the Indians cutting the
Black hills off from the railroad and
plans to send out the coach tomorrow
I've given Webb his last orders.
II spoke to the agent about you, ex-
planning how the Indians had cleaned
you out and that you were keen for
work, / dragged Scissors in off the
street and made him tell about your
gun-play among the Indians, and the
agent wants you for an extra. But we
want better than that You must take
some ones place. I've arranged to
have one of the regular guards filed
up with scalp-talk, with plenty of
drink on the side. He won't show up.
All you've got to do now is to call on
the agent and say l spoke to you. You
know what to tell him."
"I'll make a good talk. How much
is going out?"
San Juan Joe's pale face colored
slightly and his right hand gripped the
bar to stop its tendency to tremble. He
whispered:
1.-TWO hundred and fifty thousand
Think of 1t! Quarter Of million !
Sounds more the last way. Do 1t four
times and it's million. It'll be the
biggest killing ever made in any mines