The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1934-03-09

They shook Emil roughly and {
he opened his eyes. Then without {
further ado they got their arms
unGer his shoulders, pulled him to
his feet, and started down the
street with him, one on each side.
His head fell back and his feet
dragged after him mechanically
like those of a wooden toy. Little
Jim followed at a safe distance be-
hind. They turned the corner at
Fifteenth Street where it was
darker ard dropped him down in
the entryway of a vacant store.
Hell be out of the snow here"
said the older of the two police
men as they walked away.
When they were out of sight Jim
hurried over to the place. Emil
was sitting up, staring emptily at
the ground. His body was shak-
ing, "It's too bad. It's too bad"
little Jim said to him mournfully
care you hurt at all? Emil only
grunted in reply, a low, sodden
grunt of pain and exhaustion.
"Do you think you can get up?'
Jim asked him. Emil, looking ar
him, fastening his eyes on him III
a half daze, placed hand on his
shoulder. "Let's wait here for u
WHILE" he said.
"But it's dam cold here" little
Jim insisted. you'll be freezin
to death. You've got to go some
where where you'll be out of the
cold, somewhere where you can get
a bed for the night" And when
Emil made no reply Jim said:
"Come on, we'll go up the line a
ways. Well see if we can get a
bed for YOU"
With a little effort Jim was
able to get him on his feet and
they started out through the snow
The place he had in mind was a
flop-house, called the Union Hotel
a few blocks up Third Avenue.
! They had a hard time of it but
finally managed to reach the place
! without serious mishap. It was
: over a restaurant which carried it,
bill of fare painted in white, Bow
!, cry style, on the windows. The!
j went in and started up g wide
stairway, but when they were hal
= way up Emil MISSED step an
n fell with loud thud. Upstairs i
\ a large front room with chairs a.
; along the wall and some tables
: fifteen or twenty men were idlin
!. about or reading newspapers. A
n the noise three or four of thel
u got up and looked down the stall
way to see what was the matte
It From behind rough counter ths
II served as a registration desk thel
D. came numbering over an ugly-lool
ing, heavy-set man in a flann
= shirt and sweater. Little il
managed to get Emil to his fee
g Blood began to ooze from a cut {
ia his wrist, otherwise Emil didr
Z seem any the worse from his ia
The fellow who'd come from b
in hind the desk planted himself
ed the head of the stairs and CAV
N them the once-over. "No mo
rooml'' he called out in a surl
=. voice, putting UP his hand. Lit
= Jim looked up at him and he
" back but Emil, his head down a,
III his body tottering, kept on comil
IN up.
"Hey, you. No more roomi" t
II man shouted angrily. But En-
W paid no attention, he probably Z
of not know that this thug-faced g
cL was shouting at him. Up he cal
"A dragging at Jim who. blanch
-" look on him and his eyes waveIir
was trying to hold him back. En-
reached the step two below the t
and the man standing there lift
his foot and lunged it out at hi
catching him on the shoulder. FL
was thrown sidewalks against |
wall. He steadied himself clums
ic- and then looked up with stuI
a uncomprehending look. At
same instant the man dropI
ed down a step, the foot came
he again and shot out like a ca
pault. It caught Emil squar
MT Just above the stomach. He t.
We pied over and rolled down the I
w length of the stairs.
q, And clatter of scraping 9
10 overturned chairs all Of the men
as the room pushed their way to
till head Of the stairs. The heavy
degenerate, his nostrils distenC
lie in rage, hurled some unintelligi
curse down at Emil and turn
wv around with his mouth twisted
in an ugly snarl. Hardly had
80 stepped to the head Of the stat
% when from out Of the crowd, ca
rs a lean, middle-sized fellow WI
ro- hard blue eyes. His fist shot
OF like lightning crashed against
side Of the hotel mans face.
Pc mouth agape, the man raised
fat hand to the spot where h
to been hit when bangi he got 1t
Of. the other side-this time Fl
Nc someone else in the crowd. T
lrs feet began to weaken under
'AAO and his sallow face TUNED
color of decayed pie crust. !
'oo first man hit him again, sole
be- between the nose and jaw, and
the. went down to the floor, out Ek
light.
mt Little Jim meanwhile had
are tumbled down the stairs to VIII