Western Story Magazine, May 12, 1934 — page 35: what you’re looking at

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Outlaws Of Calico Hole 33 sent for him. On the table lay placer gold to the value of two thou- sand dollars. “The time’s come for you to get that fifty thousand dollars in the bank,” he explained; “‘your beard has grown out, and here’s the gold you needed. You know what'll hap- pen to Al Ford if you don’t come back.” Dan nodded. “TI think Al will try to string along with me. He thinks I’m tackling an impossible job. He’s got the idea he owes me something.” “Yes. You are tackling an im- possible job,” Sanchez said unpleas- antly. “It was your bluff, and I called it. I hold the cards, as usual. The men are betting ten to one you aon’t get away with it.” He smiled “They are betting fifty to one you will be glad to get out and leave Al holding the sack. I hope you do, my friend. I am about ready to settle down and enjoy the profits of my labors. I know of a place across the Mexican border where a man could spend his days.” “Yes?” “Yes. And the Bible says it is not good for man to live alone. I have done Alice Ford the honor of asking her to become my wife. She refused.” His face grew wolfish. “Refused because of my Indian blood. Well, if you don’t come back and Al faces death at my hands, the lady might listen to reason. She might be persuaded to change her mind.” . “You've done a little figuring ahead, Sanchez,’ Dan answered. “Well, so have I. The lady doesn’t figure in the plan, nor Al. You’ve laid up a snug fortune against your old age. I won’t last forever in this life, so I’m robbing Wagon Gap, as agreed, and throwing in with you. I'll leave to-morrow night.” - “Good! To-morrow night!” San- chez smacked his lips with satisfac- tion. Again he was figuring ahead. “T’ve done everything possible to help you, my friend,’ he added - softly. “I and my men have stayed at home, so that the people will not be watchful.” “Thanks for being fair about it,” Dan replied. He sauntered away, and Sanchez sent for Miguel, one of his follow- ers, who, like himself, possessed an Apache strain. Miguel entered the room and seated himself. Sanchez poured him a drink, and Miguel knew what was coming. “You will go down and tell our friend—our good friend in Wagon Gap—a prospector will come with gold nuggets. And he plans to leave with gold coin from the bank. Our good friend will know what to do when he hears this prospector is Dan Stuart.” Miguel smiled, finished his drink, and left the room, Sanchez knew the job was as good as done. The outlaw leader drew deeply on his cigarette. ‘“Dan’s plan is good —so good I shall try it myself some- time.” Again he drew deeply on the cigarette and watched the smoke drift away. Things were going along in a highly satisfactory manner. CHAPTER VI. BEASLEY MOVES IN. AN STUART was ready to_ D start at daybreak. The out- laws slumbered, but he saw a light in Alice’s cabin, and presently the girl came through the gray shad- ows of dawn. — “I want to talk to you,” she said, *“alone—over here, where the walls haven't ears.” CORNIELOOKS CORN