Evening Star Newspaper, April 21, 1940, Page 98

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This couldn’t go off without a hitch. There are no secrets in prison. “Okay, Big Shot.” Joe drove through the gate, past the guard towers. Out on the hill road, he didn’t hurry. He fought to keep the speed down to normal. But when the hills hid the last gun tower, he did race. The bales of blankets bounced, the truck slithered around curves. The sheer motion helped some. Fight- ing the wheel was something to do, some occupation to keep a man from thinking. He came into town and turned right on Fourth. Five blocks to Channing, then a couple of blocks to the junk yard and he’d be done with this. He'd get this over with, and then quit being a fool. He wouldn’t kid himself any longer. Three blocks to Channing; two blocks to Channing; Channing was coming up; he was to the inter- White-lipped, Joe Bell kept on along Fourth. He didn’t turn at Chan- ning. Somehow, he couldn’t go through with it. He wanted to. He couldn't. It was the simple and sane thing to do — drive to that iron shed in the junk yard and be done with it. But he couldn’t. He'd let himself think, and he knew he wasn’t a part of anything like this and he never would be. It was crazy not to drive to that junk yard. But he wasn'’t going there. Hé’d gone to prison as a chore for Camgrande, and doing such a chore had made him feel smart. But he’d never fought the law. He’d never actually, directly, defied the law. This job was too big. He wasn’t the type. Lillie somehow was mixed up in it; but he didn’t try to reason. He just couldn’t do it. He drove aimlessly, without think- ing. A big shot would know what to do. But he wasn’t a big shot. He oM FROM MISSOURI- and Listerine certainly showed me!”’ says Mrs. Medge Purdy Ven Colt . time and again I saw dandruff’s When | got married ana my baby came, I knew how to help keep her scalp clean and healthy. I have shown my husband how to guard against infec- tious dandruff, too. 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On second thought, my daily chores Would start at dawn and probably Include the job he does for me, Wherefore I’ll turn the other ear And thank my lucky stars I’'m here. couldn’t go to that junk yard. What if he just drove this truck back to prison with Eddie Meade still in it? That wouldn’t do, and he somehow didn’t know why, until a sudden impulse came and he drove into a service station. Hs KNEW then what he could do. It was so simple. It was simple enough for a little shot. He would trap Cam- grande. Camgrande was behind this prison break. Camgrande was behind many things. Everyone knew what Camgrande was. He owed nothing to Camgrande. The law wanted Cam- grande, and a little shot could always side in with the law. Joe Bell stopped by the gas pumps. “I want a nickel,” he told the atten- dant. “lI want a nickel to phone.” The attendant was a ready young- ster. He looked uncertainly at the truck, at the number three and the letters “S.D.P.1."”" beneath the num- ber. “I — the company rules — ”’ “You'll get your money back. This is important. I've got to call the prison, see?”’ The youngster’s eyes wavered. He began feeling in a pocket. ‘“This is my personal money — *’ ‘“Joe, my boy!” Camgrande called affably. He was in the front seat of a car that had come silently alongside. The little man with the derby was e driving the car, and the man in greasy overalls was in the back seat. “It's all right,” Camgrande assured the attendant. “We're with him. It’s all right.”’ ““He wanted to borrow a nickel to call the prison, he said,” the reedy youth explained. “I figured that was sort of funny.” Camgrande laughed, his great frame shaking. “You never can tell what they’ll get a notion todo,”” he chuckled. “Come on, Joe — It’s all right, son. We're with him. What’s your name, son?”’ “‘Curtis — Curtis Jones.”” “Nice work, Curt. Nice work. I'll call you back, and maybe you’ll get a little surprise. Nice going.”” Cam- grande winked, and the attendant smiled, uncertain but trying to appear knowing. Camgrande said, “Let’s go, Joe,”” and he waved at the reedy atten- dant as the car followed the truck into the highway. . . - It was a’long mile back to the junk — MARGARET FisHBACK yard. The corrugated iron shed was dim inside. Dry bearings screeched as the little man with the derby slid the door shut. Joe stopped alongside the original prison truck and got out, facing Camgrande. Camgrande’s great face was gently smiling now; his tiny eyes were fixed in a way that reminded Joe of a dead hog. Camgrande said gently, ““So you cracked, Joe. Your guts went yellow.” And to the other two men: ‘‘Change that load onto the other truck.” “Why?"* asked the greasy man, but hurried to obey as Camgrande turned towards him. ‘“We don’t want anybody looking for that truck,”” Camgrande muttered. ““They might find other things.”” Then to Joe: “I'm sorry about you, Joe. I don’t like to see a boy go wrong.” “l — was going right,”” Joe said. It was silly to say anything. “You tried to trap me, Joe. I knew it was a double-cross when you went straight along Fourth instead of turn- ing into Channing. Naturally we were following you. We knew if you drove the truck out, everything was okay. And then you went and lost your guts. “You had to be a big shot, Joe. That’s always been your trouble. You think too much. You thought how swell it would be to phone the prison and trap me here with the two trucks and Eddie Meade in the ringer. You always wanted to be a big shot. You'd tell a story about being forced to do it, and you’d be a hero. All right, Eddie,” Camgrande said, turning to the alligator hood of the ringer truck. “I’ll let you take over from here. You can handle this punk. You got a gift for such things.” A SUDDEN horror overlapped the terror of Joe Bell, and he made a break. He knew the peculiar gifts of Eddie Meade; prison grapevine said that Eddie Meade was a genius at physical torture. Joe just blindly tried to make a break. He took two fast steps and then another half step as he went down, and in the brief exploding instant before blackness closed in, he knew this was the end. It was with terror, not relief, that he yunderstood he was still alive. Eddie Meade was saving him to han- dle with that peculiar genius. Joe opened his eyes and knew he was de- lirious. There was whiteness, not the rusty walls of the iron shed. He was on a white bed and there were flower: by the bed. There was a nurse. The nurse went out, and he watched that door. It moved inward, and Lillie wa: there. It was a hallucination, but 2 lovely one. He tried to speak, but Lillie put ¢ finger to her lips and shook her head She was lovely like this, in a vision she was more lovely than in reality The hard little worry lines were gone and her face had that soft freshness he remembered from back before he began counting time with the State. She sat by the -bed, smiling in that soft way with her face full of happi- ness, like it used to be, and he thought how wonderful everything would have been if he’d known, before it was toc late, that he was a little shot. ‘“Honey,” she was saying in this dream, ‘“‘honey . . . you were wonder- ful.”” That was the way of dreams Everything was wondertul. “I'll talk fast, honey, because I can’t see you long,’”” she was saying. ‘“That guard they tried to bribe to look the other way — he reported to the warden, and they set a trap. Camgrande was the one they were after. A deputy sheriff hid himself in that truck today, instead of Eddie Meade — you remember the deputy called Smitty? So he was in the com- partment all the time and knew you tried to trap Camgrande. He said you did about all you could, when forced into things. He says not to worry — "’ It was a lovely dream. Everything always turned out fine in a dream. Of course the bribed guard would re- port to the warden. Of course Smitty would slip into the hidden compart- ment to trap Camgrande. *“You were wonderful,” saying. “No.” It was silly in a way, talking in a dream; but this was something more precious than reality. She seemed to put a finger on his lips, but he spoke anyway, teeling his lips move against her finger. “I -wasn’t wonderful,”” he said. “'I just found out I was a little shot. If — things had turned out okay — parole and all — 1 wanted to go back to Frampton.”’ Then she was crying, but it wasn’t from being sad, Joe Bell somehow knew. 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