New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 8, 1929, Page 16

D BULLETSZ - Synopsis: Andrew -Ogden black- “Made him do what?” 1 inguired, mailed 25 years for a crime he did | alarmed. not commit! Peebles concludes that| “We'll tell you afterwards, Uncle “Dillon” levied his extertion against| John.” Her voige was tremulous. Ogden because the latter, in his| “Jerry was with his father Friday days as Alex Peterson, had shot Joe | night before—before it happened Lundy and believed him dead. Uncle Andrew told him everything. ited by the “woman in black” a few | Jerry must tell those things first.” days before he was murdered, Og-! *1 agreed with the young lady,” Uncle Jerry gasped—“They 're going to string me up!” den learnied she is Mrs. Lundy and) Deacon observed dryly. “But you her husband is still alive. Peebles might as well tell us what Mrs, decides “Dillon” killed Ogden after | Lundy had to suy for herself, John,” being confronted with the facts. | Deacon addes Questioning of Mrs. lLundy comple 1 did so, putting ed, Peebles sends her to police as 1 finished, the telephone rang. headquarters and returns to his den | My old collsague in Los Angeles and a surprise—Jerry Ogden and | was calling and 1 talked with him Lucy are there, with Henry Deacon. for a few minutes, | “Go %head rry,” CHAPTER { when T had hung up PRODIGA T Lundy told you ti 1 leaned against the door jamb, | he suid “But my legs a8 weak as a newborn | touch tl tie it briefly. Just 1 grunted truth,” didn't story. It's The mob swooped toward Peterson, but fear of his 15's stopped them calf’s, and T saw that I would be the making an ass of myself, if I didn'c 1 look out. T managed » to stumble forward and they swept towards me, simul- taneous “Uncle Johns” on their lips, and took me into their arms. None of us spoke until I suddenly remembered Deacon. “Where did you Henry?” T demanded. “I didn’t find them, John dropped in at headquarters.” Neither of them spoke. g of face, - Jerry whipped out cigarette, made a boggle of lightini | it, and flung it into the grate, At that moment he reminded me of the Andrew Ogden, the reckle Peterson, 1 had imagined, but had | never known. “Mrs. Lundy was here” 1 i to help things along. | “Where is.she now?’ Henry ex- | claimed. | Jerry broke in suddenly queerest on ever too.” t at it, then” Lundy to tale vou or Captain heard. 1ts has told you how Torridity,” Jerry be- gan. “Yon know about him bring- ing Uncle Jerry to Torridity. You know how he got the name, Ten-to- them, {One, and how he made a fortun {by gambling in mining properti “You don't mend fo o into that boy,” 1 said. “Tell father find They how on turned ACCEPTANC Notige is reby given that aring will held before ing the fireplace: ard of Public Works, City of ) “On her way down to headquar- | liritain, in IRoom ters. 8he has a good deal to tell 0% - Eos you.” “I feel like a skunk!” And then, miserably: “You entitled 1o take the hide off me, Uncle John.” At this Lucy ran (o his side and slid her arm around his waist, chal lenging Deacon and me with defiant eyes, “It's my fault, Uncle exclaimed emphatically mustn't blame Jerry. 1 made do it address- be the . Tuesday, June to Commonwealth Avenue, known are Street, and grade lines thercon nersons interested © pre are shy W be You him John!" BOARD OF Thomas I BLIC WOR McGrath a long | s gun belt, @ us wha | | Alex | into Andrew Og. a| oW City hall, at | 1524 on the proposed taking of | MeClintock establishing street and ro- nt at said hearing, heard in Clerk. ried me back to the Torridity eof yesterday. The man I had known as Andrew Ogden was before me, the evening sun glinting on the gold bullets at his waist and on the gold filigree of his gun butts. | heard the shouting of the enraged miners rushing at him. “In those days a huge overhang of rock stuck out of the mountain- side above the door,” Jerry was saying. “The crowd swooped orto the mine property, making a fearful racket, but when they saw dad thumbing his gun belt, they stopped and piled up m a semi-circle, hem- ming him in. Not too close, though. “Dad knew he couldn’t hold them like that much longer. They weren't carrying ropes for nothing. *‘What'll you have, Lundy?’ he drawled. “Lundy blinked through his eight-sided glasses. You'll hear back at him, | more about those glasses presently. T AAhen2 o :rhm brother uh yourn, Ten-to- cracked the ” | “Let him get on with his story,” | Deacon grunted. | Jerry threw that again reminded | Peterson. him a defiant look me of Alex | “ItIl come fast enough for you. Deacon, when 1 get started,” Jerry | growled. I know how you feel {about dad, Uncle John. It must | come pretty hard. But when I tell | you about his last night in Torridity | vou'll understand. 1t took 35 years to make dad what he was that night. It took six hours to turn him into the man you knew. 1t would have broken a weaker man, that poker game—" | “Poker game!” 1 flung the word: “There was a poker & 'he game that | town, Uncle John.” | His sombr eyes held me rigi my chair. “You mean—they play poker—ror a man's life?” Yes, Uncle John.” Who was the stake?” rapped out. ‘It aint’ no lie.! Jerry ignored the question and | «you've got Deacon's face darkened; but Henry | prove it! made no response. I suppose he| “lundy began, realized that the boy couldn’t be|goid” had been taken out of his pected any too amiably office three months before. Twa sed towzards him. weeks later $300 had been lifted from his bar. Still a month later some one had shot up Lundy's “aro game and pulled in $500. About the time the faro game was shot up Lundy had brought a Flinkerton detective to Torridity. What for?" dad demanded. “*Crackin’ my safe this mornin’ —steady thar!” “I can see dad lunging at him, gun in hand, eyes bleak with ffiry. “Take that lie back, Lundy?" Deacon |« reckon not,” Lundy grinned. two minutes to Fifty ounces of Jad had a remarkable memory for details,” Jerry went on, “and [ he mads those ghastly six hours so vivid that 1 feit as it T were down there myself. Dad’s six hours began just hefore sunset on Monday, July | 6th, 1896. He was in his cabin on |the Two Brothers property. Dad had been doing some book work but he was about ready to go into town himself when the door flew | open and Uncle Jerry tumbled into | the cabin. His eyes were wild and duq asked him what was wrong. It took him a minute to get it out. “‘Lundy — the bunch are after me, he gasped. ‘“They're going to | siring me up . “Uncle Jerry got his wind, then, |and he started to pour his yarn out on dad. It scemed they'd taken| dim down to Lundy's and given {nim a miners’ trial. Lundy had been judg: had made a break | for it—got away. Alex had treated | Bim white when he onght to have taken a rawhide to him. Now he roping Alex into it, low-down | hog that he was. Alex must hand | I him over to Lundy. “oIisn't your funeral, Alex. I'm going back.’ Jerry said. **What have yourdone now?' dad voared at him. Uncle Jerry had heen up to every kind of deviltry imaginable. “Jerry had started in to tell him |[mixed a when they heard shouting off to-|&old dust. ward the town. Half the town was | ¢ yacing towards the Two Brothers v mad. by the way they were | coming. It looked had and dad | | knew it. | on son! Pronto! he “The previous Saturday being a Fourth of July and pay night, & good deal of dust and currency had come into Lundy's by Sunday night. Around $10,000, lundy said —3$3,000 in raw gold. Lundy's safe was an old-fashioned contraption that could be cracked with a can- opener and the Flinkerton man thought the thief was likely to try hand again early Monday morn- ing. The Flinkerton man said he'd hide near the safe, and if the thief showed up, step out on him. “At this point broke into coldblooded Yes, he'd gone up to his office at sunrise. And the Flinkerton man? Lying on his back with his hands lashed to his legs and a gag in his mouth! The window was broken in and so was Lundy's tin-can safe and Lundy was out a matter of $10.000, “According {o Lundy, the scription of the man who shot the faro game resembled Jerry. “Well, up the laughter. | was de- up Uncle, Lundy had locked pts Sunday morning he handful of salt with the That afternoon he and a rospectors had gone 1o room and found u couple of bags of dust—and thers was salt in them. *“That's the damnedest lie your tongue ever et loose, Lundy.’ dad flashed at him. “I'll give you 10 sec- onds to swallow it!" ““IL ain't no lie, Ten-to-One,’ he said. ‘I wisht lad down f{o hall, gived him h al fair and square, an’ well, 300 uh Torridity heard him done it! That right. shouted “But Unele Jerry shook his head ‘I shouldn’t have:come here, Alex,” i, I'm gomg back. It isn't t to rope you in on it. You've always treated me a darn’ sight bet- ter'n 1 deserved, So long.’ “He dragged open the door he had burst through a moment before and was for making off across the desert when dad jumped on him | from Lehind and swung him to- wards the flank of the Skeletons | hehind the mige buildings. “Dad must. have been pretty husky in those days. He grabbed Uncle Jerry by the shoulders and | | hustled him towards the mine tun-| nel and dumped him into an ore | r | admit he boys 2" “Dad went gick mob put up. He conldn't the testimony of 200 | ~—=ome of them his own men. vil had got into ‘he lad? *‘Where's that Flinkerton man?' dad demanded of lundy. e —— dispute witnesses What e | “Keep your head out of sight {and shut up’ he growled, running | the car into the mine { I “A bullet flattened against the| | overhang of rock above the tunncl} | entrance ana the crowd let out = | frightrul yen they saw “n..v! dad was doing. bad shut the door | of the tunnel entrance and pad- | locked it; then he set his back to | the door, dropped his hands to his | a4 wanted l | THE TROJANS ARE COMING ! CHAPTPER 24 HUMAN WOLV _Jerry’s boyish eloquence had car- ~— | JUST KIDS ity Advertisement THIS FELLER SAYS THAS YOU MUST HAVE A POOR PA BY CLAUDE CAlLLAN BY RORERT QUILLEN “Things seem unjust to Ma when she compares her allowance with May's ali- ] mony an’ remembers that in havin’ nothin’ to do to kill addition May don't have to time if 1 had a pantiv that cook for a man.” smelled Tike Jane's.” “Copyright 1523. Copyright 1329, wouldn't fret about Publistiers Syuiiae Put dicata) in his story Lundy | it was. We took the | | at the roar the | “But Lundy wasn't telling. ‘Now, looky here, Ten-to-One,' he argued. ‘There's a wad uh money missin' an' we got an idee Jerry had a pardner. If he had, the sharp may be able to rope the pardner in, too. The boy's admitted he done it. Ain't that enough?* “‘A pardner!" Dad had jumped at that. It might account for Uncle Jerry's fool play. *‘God help you it you are lying, Lundy!" dad threatened. Then he addressed the mob. “Listen, men. T am going into the mine to talk to my brother. The door’ll be open— you can rush us if you feel like it— but there’ll be 12 of you shaking hands with the devil.” “Dad unlocked the mine door and swung it open. Jerry was waiting for him on the other side of the door. Dad grabbed him by the shoulders. “‘You heard what Lundy said?" “‘It's true, Alex,’ Uncle Jerry groaned. “Dad blew up, then. ‘You damned fool!' he stormed. ‘If you wanted more money why didn't you come to me?' “Dad stood at the door of the tunnel, staring off across the des- ert. Lundy and his gang quiet and waiting. Dad was thinking; Jerry was his kid brother. He shouldn't have brought the boy to this sink- hole. Yes, it was his fault. *‘Scared, son?" hé asked gently, facing Uncle Jerry again. ‘Let's hear about it." “It appeared that before the first robbery 10 weeks back Uncle Jerry had lost a couple of thousand dol- lars playing black jack at Lundy's. The game was crooked, he said. Uncle Jerry had lifted the gold in Lundy's office and the money in Lundy's bar, and he'd held up the faro game Those jobs gave him back the money he'd lost but he'd sat in at a poker game with two of the cleverast card sharps in the Skull. They took 6,000 from him. Two thousand was his—or Lundy's —the rest . . was dad's. There had been a couple hundred ounces of gold in dad’s safe. “You can imagine what dad felt. I think he'd sooner have had Uncle Jerry stick a knife in his back. “Uncle Jerry went on with his varns He'd been going with a man who had drifted into the camp re- cently. This man had suggested pulling off something big—Lundy's holiday receipts, say. Uncle Jerry didn’t want to go in that deep, but he had to put dad's gold back be- fore Tuesday morning and, well they'd done it. “‘For God's sake, speak o me, Alex!" Jerry begged, after finishing his story. “Dad softened — he couldn’t help |it. ‘It'hits me pretty hard, son. "\‘\'llo was in with you?" **“‘I'm not telling,’ |said stubbornly. “Dad nodded. ‘All right. T won't | hold that against you. Here's one of my guns. Don’t use it unless you have to. I'll do the best I can for you. I'll get you out somehow. I'm going to lock you up now and talk Uncle Jerry | | P Call, Write or Thone 1-9-4-3 BENEFICIAL LOAN SOCIETY Reom 201, Raphsel Bailding, Second Floor, 99 West Main Street, Betwoon shington and Hizh Btreets Opon 8:40 1o & Saturday 8:30 to § Liceused by the Siste snd Bended te the Public, A GOOD JOKE - MINE'S LOTS BIGGER'N YOURS i | best answer according (e L to the boys. So long, son.’ “He gripped Uncle Jerry's hand and went out.” (Copyright, 1939, Wm. Morrow Co.) . Peterson faces that anarling mob to save his brother! More climaxes ahead in Monday's chapter. WHO IS HE? ‘The great American public of New Britain didn’t work very fast when it came to guessing Postmaster Her- bert E. Erwin whose silhouette ap- peared in our local newspaper, the New Britain Herald. The contest closes at ten o'clock Saturdays be- cause the first edition gets out at nroon so that everybody can . have their news when they go away for the afternoon or the week-end. The editor will hereby pocket the dollar with a thousand thanks coupled in one, Let's all try right hard on guess- ing who the silnouette is today. It's lots of fun over the week-end and everybody should try their hand. Just read over that story about the fox caught in the cellar of a West end home, it wasn't his home, bul‘ he can tell you a lot about foxes, for he's in the fur business in a way. This young man has caught the “Esprit de Cpi'ps” and has moved out from Hartford to live with us here in the finest city the siate (Hartfor papers please copy). He's a part dwner of the business he's in. IUs a skin game in one sense but not in another for all say they get their money's worth. A few vears back this young man used to be a runner of note, doing the 100 vard dash in 11 fiat. He thinks he | can do it yet, even if he is 26 years old and has the weight of a !\Il‘-\ cessful business on his shoulders. It was a pity he wasn't in that fox chase last night, and we would see | what we would see. In conclusion, he is a member of the Lions' club and the Probus club, thus classi ing him as a bear for eating out. ‘The Probus meets Mondays and the | Lions Tuesdays at the Burritt hotel, vou kno Let's have a nice long tetter saying things nice about one | of our city's progressive young mer- | chants who likes New Britain better than Hartford. 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