The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-03-08

 wait had been fruitless. Ben Trask when he finally arrived, said there was job all right, but his nephew was coming to take it. Oh, well. 1t was too much toNex- pect there'd be anything so soon!
 Phil came up the main street o1 the mill village. It was lighted sparsely until he reached the inter- section with the road leading to ! the mill. Jewett's pool hall occu- pied one corner at the intersection and light shone through its win l doWs. t.f -te There were two men standing ill front of the building and, as Ph,l approached, a third opened the door and stepped out. It was Joe Gil1aspie.
 "Hi, Phil!" he called. "Hi, Joe. What do you know?" Phil waited and Gilaspie did not answer until he was beside him. Then he said,' mot much. Got a chance to ride over to Buxton this morning. 1 thought l might get something to do in the brick fac tory"
 Any luck?"
 "No."
 Phil said, There doesn't seem 70 be much doing around fere. I've been a dozen places to-day."
 "Oh, we'll, something'll turn J.'
 'Sure!"
 "Where you goin'?" Gillaspie wanted to know.
 Home. haven't had anything to eat yet"
 "I'll walk along with you"
 
 They had taken only a step or two when the door of the pool hail opened. A voice called. Hey, iIl- laspie!"
 Come in here minute, will your"
 Joo said to Phil, "Can you wait for me? There's something l want to talk to you about
 Sure"
 Joe disappeared inside tLc ulld- ing. Phil turned toward the two men near tho curb. One of them asked, Haven't got a match, have you?'
 Phil brought a package of matches from d pocket. "Thanks,"
 A black sedan, chuGging noisily, came down the street and halted at the opposite curb. Three men got out and started. toward the pool hall. Phil saw that the one in Front was Ed Vogel. Sl ~ide, who also worked at the mill and Mho was Vogels usual companion, was behind. The third, smaller man. Phil didn't know, though he'd seen him once or twice, The man who had borrowed the match held a package of c'Earets toward Phil. Have one," aa "f- fered.
 Phil helped himself. He was holding Q match to the cigaret as Vogel stepped on the sidewalk. Vogel halted. Well" he said in a smirking voice, Took who's here!'
 "Have you any objections?" The words cracked like whip. "We-ll--", Ed Vogel's lips part ed in an oily smile. 1T don't know as have. but if was the owner of this place might. It don't look good to have buns hangin' around"
 "You're not the owner" Phil told him shortly. If you want me to, can tell you just exactly what you are"
 "Say!" vogers jaw came out ag- gressively. Don't you try. to get fresh with me. Why, you--!" He burst into series of profane epithets. Come on!" he sneered, his voice rising menacingly. Come on if you ain't afraid!"- H. \ aginst Phil's cheek. 'I'll show you!" Vogel screamed. "You-- -" The words were lost In the sound of flesh smashing against flesh. Phil lcaped forward, land- ! ing blow on vogels nose and an- other square in the eye. Someone in the crowd swore violently and the door of the pool room opened. vogel staggered. swung again. | His fists beat against TPhifs face. \ the side of his head. his jaw. There e was q. smear of red on Phll's cheek. He tried to side-step. missed. A