Evening star., 1933-05-07
illustrated By GEORGE SCARBC

echoed back from the Illinois bluffs miles
back from the river.
She's comm" said Joe Flanagan and threw
down his cards.
When the Little Mac swung up to the ware
house-the river was at spring food-Joe Flan-
nagan was at the wide river-door ready to
leap onto the landing stage, but he did not
leap. Two big black roustabouts stood on the
end Of the stage ready to jump with the
mooring lines, but they did not jump.
As the Little Mac bumped against the pro-
tecting piles Big Bill Guffy and his 40 lum-
berjacks ran up the stage yelling like Indians.
Right straight through" they yelled.
swinging their axes around their heads. The
two roustabouts lodged and fell splashing into
the river. The boat-agent, Cupboard in hand,
turned and ran. The fiat Of an AK struck
the city marshal and sent him sprawling.
1.-THE redheadl" shouted Big Bill Guffy and
swung his Ak at Joe Flanagan.
If the blow had landed Joe Flanagan
would have been split from Uranium to crotch
but 1t did not land. Like legged eel Joe
Flanagan dropped to the floor, wiggled five
feet on his belly and leaped up and ran. He
ran like q frightened deer
Big Bill Guf1ys came down, its edge em-
it loose Joe Flanagan was out of the ware
house and running across the levee sand.
The 20 wild Mmberjacks with Big Bill Gufy
at their head, ran also. Shouting and swear
ing they kept in . compact mass and ran for
the end Of the row of Front street buildings
and their axes bit into the side wall Of Gus
Hemlng's saloon, and Gus ran screaming from
the door.
The shouting lumber jacks went through
that wall Is though it were paper, and they
were in Aacknnon's coal and lime ONCE. An
AZ whanged against Mackinnon's ancient
iron safe and went straight into it.
Fright straight through" yelled Big I'm
0uny. I'm one end and out the other!"
At the end Of the levee the siren Of the
vatervosks pump house was blowing one steady
blast Of alarm. The high school bell took Il
up and changed out its alarm call.
Fright straight through" shouted Big BIN
oufy. In one end and out the other. pardsi'
and his ax swung. Forty axes swung.
Joe Flanagan, running from the steamer
warehouse, dashed into the hose house Of Re-
sponSible Hose Company No. / and slammed
the door and put his back against It.
"Dinny! Mack!" he painted. Its thin hum-
bejacks; tn hairy divil slang tn beer 1t b
wan Nv thim!'
They heard the Wild men rush by and heard
their shouts and. presently, the ringing Of their
axes and the splinterng of wood and Joe F1an-
nagan ventured out
They're cuttin through tn row." he said.
Right straight through they're yellin'. Grab
tn cart; wen watner thin down."
Out Of the hose house came the bright rcd
cart; 1t was dragged to the hydrant at the boat
store corner the hose was attached there and
the cart run until the hose was unreeled. Joe
Flanagan himself attached the nozzle.
A T first the water spat like an angry swan:
~ then it came with an the force given Il
by the drop from the reservoir and the pump
ing Of the waterworks pump house. Joe and
Dinny braced themselves; they aimed the
stream at the shatter1ng boards Of the wall
Right straight through!" shouted Big BM
0uffy, and through the widening hole n ths
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