Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1932-02-25

on Everybody In There" He Said.
there" he said Il ain't the kind Of
= man that'd forget favor"
u see" Joe felt the touch Of the
papers against his half-outstretched
hand. Then vaguely he realized that
he was turning the pages, staring
down into the front and side views
ef men, men who were wanted for
perjury. for robbery, for lustful crimes
and for murder. One after another
the pages were turned, slowly. DELHI
AYately; then OF a sudden, Joe gave
4 mental jerk at the muscles OF his
hands to free them from their white
tenseness. AS he did so, he felt warm
flesh against his cold flesh; the chief
had reached to the packet and Tipped
back the pages to the beginning.
mo use looking at those last three
sr four" he said. They're all New
York gangsters wouldn't catch one
OF them out OF the Big City in hun
bred years." He took the circulars
from Joe's weak grasp. Well" he
asked, "see anybody In there you
recognlzed?"
Joe Barry reached for cigarette.
and with his fingers upon the package,
changed his mind His hands might
tremble
II guess l can't help you split any
rewards officer" he said and forced
smile. The chief grunted.
well, you never can tell. | always
Just take look around when circus
GENES to town. He replaced the
aheaf of circulars In his hip pocket
After a time, which seemed eternity.
Joe Barry walked away from the mar
euee, alone. Yet he was not alone,
for there was memory with him, OF
4 thin-lipped man he had seen pic
tured In that last group Of circulars,
4 grim, prematurely old man, with
hollows In his cheeks and the hatred
Of 4 cornered animal In his eyes. It
had not, In fact, been the resemblance
which had startled him, but the dis
similarity; sun had tanned his skin
now to healthy darkness, food and
sleep had filed the sunken cheeks,
work had hardened the flesh. But 1t
was he. nevertheless, who had faced
him from the shiny piece of paper.
Hymie Fradke came back to life,
holding his manicured hands close to
the bars to catch the light from grated
windows upon the brilliance OF buffed
nails. Then there was Martin and
Louie and Fullhouse and this fellow
whom Hymie called Big Friday; OF
= sudden the five names seemed to
take on relationship, Martin and
Louie, Fullhouse and Big Friday, while
Hymie seemed to stand off at one side,
dispensed with.
After that day, Joe Barry avoided
the crowded midway. He worked
harder than ever. One afternoon, Sue
halted him. as he moved to the dress
ing tent from its rear.
i've been waiting for you for more
than an hour" Joe frightened with
the knowledge that Sue was pouting
playfully. Il wanted to tell you some
thing"
"Yes?" he came closer.
Uncle Dan said he'd let me-" There
was a hint Of excitement In her air.
You've got to promise me something
nrst, though"
Joe Barry clasped his hands behind
his back he often did this when Sue
Dayton stood before him. unconscious
~ tempting him. There were times
when crazed thoughts danced across
the brain Of the man, urging him on
and forbidding In the same spasmodic
command. limiting that he might have
her II he worked for her. and jeering
that he could never have her. that he
must always stand as he stood now.
dumb. wordless, because his tongue
could not and must not say the things
which they SO longed to utter.
well, do you promiseY' she asked.
Of course" It was toneless.