The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-06-28
C. {. Examiners Uphold Railroad Commission on Livestock Rates
GOLD BULLETS
By G. U

flashed at him. "1ll give you 10 Sec
onds to swallow It'll"
1T amt no lie. Ten-to-One,' he
said. I visit it was. We took the
lad down to hall, gived him his trial
fair and square, an'-well. 300 citizens
uh Torridity heard him admit he done,
it! That right. boys?
Dad went sick at the roar the mob
put up. He couldn't dispute the tes-
timony of 800 witnesses-some of
them his own men. What deviltry had
got into the lad?
Where's that F1inkerton man.
dad demanded of Lundy.
But Lundy wasn't telling. Now
looky here. Ten-to-One.' he argued.
There's a wad uh money missin' an
We got an idee Jerry had a pardner.
II he had. the sharp may be able to
rope the pardner in. too. The boys
admitted he done it. Amt that
enough?'
"A pardner!' Dad had jumped at
that. It might account for Uncle
Jerry's fool play.
"'God help you if you are lying.
Lundy!' dad threatened. Then he
addressed the mob. Listen, men. I
am going into the mine to talk to my
brother. The door'll be open-you
can rush US If you feel like it-but
therell be IL of you shaking hands
with the devil
dad unlocked the mine door and
swung it open. Jerry waS waiting for
him on the other side Of the door. DAD
grabbed him by the shoulders.
"'You heard what Lundy said?'
Its true, Alex Uncle Jerry
groaned.
dad blew up, then. You damned
fool!' he stormed. If you wanted
more money why didn't you come to
me?'
Dad stood at the door of the tun-
mel, staring off across the desert.
Lundy and his gang quiet and wait
ing. Dad was thinking; Jerry was his
kid brother. He shouldn't have
brought the boy to this sink hole.
Yes, 1t was his fault.
Scared. son?' he asked gently,
facing Uncle Jerry again. Let's hear
about it,
1T appeared that before the first
robbery 10 weeks back Uncle Jerry
had lost a couple of thousand dollars
playing black jack at Lundy's. The
game was crooked, he said. Uncle
Jerry had lifted the gold in Lundy's
office and the money in Lundy's bar,
and he'd held up the faro game.
Those jobs gave him back the money
he'd lost but he'd sat in at a poker
game with two of the cleverest card
sharps in the Skull. They took Sc, 900
from him. Two thousand was his
or Lundy's-the rest . . was dads.
There had been a couple hundred
ounces of gold in dads safe.
"You can imagine what dad felt. I
think he'd sooner have had Uncle
Jerry stick a knife in his back.
Uncle Jerry went on with his yarn.
He'd been going with q man who had
drifted into the camp recently. This
man had suggested pulling off some
thing big-Lundy's holiday receipts.
say. Uncle Jerry didn't want to go in
that deep, but he had to put dads
gold back before Tuesday morning
and, well, they'd done it.
For Gods sake speak to me
Alex!' Jerry begged, after finishing
his story.
Dad softened-he couldn't help it.
! IT hit me pretty hard, son. Who was
in with you?'
Tin not telling Uncle Jerry said
stubbornly.
Dad nodded. All right. I won't
hold that against you. Here's one of
my guns. Don't use it unless you have
to. I'll do the best I can for you. I'll
get you out somehow. I'm going to
lock you up now and talk to the boys.
! So long, son.
He gripped Uncle Jerry's hand and
went out"
Copyright, 1929, William Morrow Co.