The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-01-28
, SERIAL STORY
WELLIVER vS BALESTIER
 CHAPTER XIX

CHAPTER XIX
 Look, Doc" l said, thinking about the trouble with Maurie. This is a gough world we're living in. You and are going to have a little target practice out back"
 Well, Doc was a natural with pistol. In a week he could nick a four-bit piece at 30 yards. That's nothing wonderful. But most shooting that you really need to do is less than 30 yards.
 Angel wasn't around SO much, these days. After the Harstrom slump, the team settled down to work and showed something The betting on the Balestier game went back to evens, but I had my little fifty down, at i've to seven, and Angel got four hundred for Juddy's three. If we lost I figured we'd be eating Spanish moss off the trees the rest of the year.
 Reservations at Tambay Camp began coming in early for the weekend of the big game. Then one morning couple of young fellows with rods and chains came in and ordered eggs, cakes and sausage.
 What goes on. boys?" I asked, after I'd served them.
 State survey. The new bridge" What dyou mean, the new bridge? That's to cross half a mile downstream"
 "Nothing's settled" one of them said. But there's some talk that this would be a better place."
 Like he'll" I said. They can't do that to us
 Curtains for Tambay. That's what 1t meant, if true. You can't run tourist camp under a bridge abutment. I could smell smell of MoWry about this.
 With only week to go before the Balestier game, pair Of bar riers Sprouted right up out of the earth overnight, q mile on each side of us, and detoured our traffic Road Closed for Temporary Re- pairs" That was the reading mat ter. Repairs, my foot! I got the ax and tossed those barriers into the ditch. Then they got me and tossed me into Brandon jail. After a while Sheriff Mowry came around and passed me out.
 I wouldn't have had this hap pen for q million dollars, ma am, , he said, solemn as hoot-oWl
 IS that your price now?" I said you've gone up. But we could talk
 You'll always find me reason able"
 Well, I wouldn't say but what a hIndred dollars was reasonable enoUgh for calling off the detour Jill after the big game. But that the bridge wouldn't put us out of business. I could guess Mowry's price for that; the 25 per cent cut of the mining rights. I'd found out that the head of the Highways Department was his brother-in- law. He certainly held good cards. Juddy was having her troubles, too. She showed me letter from Angel.
 Sweetness:
 This is tough I will not be seeing you again till after the game. It can't be helped. They have got me incom- you-knoW-diado. Don't worry. I love you and we are going to lick them. I'm all for you
 Angel.
 Wat Smith furnished the answer when he showed up that evening Sine tackled him.
 Can you find Angel for me, Wat?'
 Not at the moment"
 T want to see him. It's im- portant."
 sos the Balestier game"
 "1'll say it is" I said. We win or go over to the hook shop"
 But why can't l see Angel?"
 Hes otherwise engaged
 There's nothing wrong, them" You've got mean, suspicious nature. What should there be Wrong?" ,
 Wat, If you're going to be that way, I shall drive over and go to his room and sat there till l sec him."
 Thereby getting him fired There's a good old Baptist rule about wild women in the dorms. He sized mp Juddys chin which was moving forward. Well, what do you think is Wrong?"
 T don't know. He wrote me mt to worry. That's what wor- ries me"
 "A-plus is logic. Did he ever mention man from Miami to you?"
 The gambler?"
 Right. Hes back. Raised the ante to fifteen hundred. Angel took a poke at him. Not wisely but too we'll"
 Tn glad he did, Whats wrong with that?"
 Nothing. Nothing at all Com mendaable but unsafe Someone tok . potShot at Angel when he was coming back from somewhere the other night. Tambay, l wouldn't wonder"
 Angels been shot?"