New Britain herald., 1925-01-14
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Guinpb marry SlOsltT uSNb ooutl- ward, knowing that he will be &C., cused of the crime. On the way Gloster saves the life of a stranger, Lee Haines, from the murderous hands of a scoundrel by the name of Joe Macarthur.
 Gloster is jailed after getting into fight with several men over a girl. Lee Haines and John Barry, daughter Of a famous rider of the old plains, assist Goster to escape. Haines is shot down. Joan, several nights later. disappears on the back of the Captain" Haines' huge stall lion. Gloster retraces his steps 10 loans cabin and is confronted by Buck Daniels, loans guardian; they finally call truce, however. Now Joe Macarthur comes to the mountain camp of bandit gang with a scheme to rob the Wickson Bank. Fatty" the lookout. is es- corting Macarthur to the gang headquarters.
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 The gorge narrowed as they went, but now opened into a strange hol- low chopped out of the head of the mountain.
 What Macarthur saw last in the hollow was cabin among the trees. built at random Of squared logs and unsquared, of piled rocks and rocks laid in courses. It was a mysterious hodgepodge such as might have been thrown together by madman with a giants strength.
 The interior was as strange as the exterior. There was no chimney ex- cept an irregular hole which had been broken through the roof. There. was no stove, no oven. h. stead, & circle of fire blackened stones of many sizes surrounded the smoking coals.
 AS for furniture, there was little In the house save the saddles and brides which hung from pegs alsgg the wall or had been thrown aside carelessly in the coSner.
 Around a table, on other stones, sat four solemn men. Their faces and characters were 50 unusual that one might have skinned all the villainy in the wild west without finding more dangerous quartet, and justice should be done to each in turn.
 Foremost In avoirdupois was Babe Cooney, a swarthy skinned man 50 smoothly shaven, always, that in some lights his face seemed to have the texture and luster of youth. He was not more than thirty. perhaps, at the most, but the double batter ing of years and 8 hard life had f reduced him. The lines around his mouth and eyes would have done credit to his elder by twenty years. And there was a cynical lifeless- ness in his eyes such as usually does not come until later middle age, at the earliest - not scorn of the world and the people he found in it. so much as profound weariness with what he had met.
 Such was Babe Cooney. If he had been carved in two, each half would have been as large as his left-hand neighbor at the table. This was silver" Martin. The Silver was so named because the word was most appropriate. All of his body was shrunken skin and bone. There was purple of cold under his cheek bones. His eyelids were puffy and red, and all the flesh around his mouth was sunken.
 To the left of Silver appeared Lew Cambridge. Lew made strange appearance with an abnormally small head and a large body, The face had one large feature. which was the enormous nose, overshadow' ing all else, the childish mouth, the dwarfed and slanted forehead. IT. the expanse of those wide shoulders the head seemed like that of ar infant.
 The fourth and last member oi the group was quite different from the other tlTee. He was such man, in appearance, as one finds about a university. seated in study rooms, delving into post graduate courses, heaping lip degrees for nc purpose and constantly gathering materials for constantly unwritter books.
 He had a towering and noblS formed forehead, beneath which his bloodshot eyes blinked behind strong glasses. His cheeks were thin and pale 10 match the deep furrows ol thought that creased his forehead The weight of his head was poorly supported by scrawny neck and hollow chestg When he spoke his voice was low and monotonous ant his diction pure.
 This was the group which hac gathered about the table. They were playing poker. And ragged as were their clothes and poor as wassth' room in which they sat, their stake consisted of stacks of gold pieces fives and tens and broad facet twenties. The ante was five dollars The bets on the smallest hand were apt to run into a few hundreds Moreover, they one and all handle the yellow coin as if it were So muc dirt.
 They were betting now before tn draw, Lew Cambridge forcing u the draw on the strength of thre jacks, and Babe Cooney still nor confident because Of a straight, an when the stack of gold in the cen ter of the table had grown higl and when the other two had bee forced out Of the hand, Coont suddenly stood up, agape, and poin' ed through the door. The beautif' traight futtcred from, his har md strcwed the floor. The othe rnwded about him. "h's Joe Macarthur come bac Us - now hell will be poppinr