Pulp Fiction, 1939 · page 98 of 114
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THE DEAD ARE IN THE SADDLE has the country by the throat, and he's squeezing. Made his money from coal when the railroad came, and now he runs the county. He has every office cornered, and he’s taxing out the ranchers now. Those that don’t pay sometimes wish they had.” “You figure you can beat him in the election ?”’ Wilkins puffed out his chest, then chuckled down in his throat. “When I ran for dog catcher, I received twelve votes. I expect nearly that many this time. Well, good day, sir, and I certainly appreciate your vote you promised me.” The kid swung down from his horse, hooked one boot onto a lava rock, and built a smoke. He regarded the dead man with a crooked grin. ‘“‘Reckon you and me might see some more of each other yet, Gregor,” he said flatly. He finished his smoke, brought Gregor’s hotse up from the rocks, and boosted the defunct Mr. Gregor into his saddle and lashed him there. No use leaving him in the road where he would be found anyway, and the kid, being a stranger, would be saddled with the killing. Despite himself, the kid couldn’t help liking Gus Wilkins who was running for district judge. It would take nerve to buck an organization such as Lyman appar- ently had, an organization that could deal in murder without any fear of apprehension. E kid left his two horses at the hitch rack in front of the sheriff's of- fice down in Halfway and stepped up on the plank sidewalk without even glancing around at the crowd staring at the load on his lead horse. Men stepped back out of the way when he turned his pale, half taunting eyes in their direction. He had the earmarks of being bad. The bleak-looking buzzard-faced man glanced up from the desk when the kid slouched into the office. “You the sheriff ?”’ Drifter demanded. “I’m Hank Forbes, sheriff of Wind River County. Why?” The kid jerked his thumb out toward the two horses. ‘‘Fellow out there had an accident. You'd better bury him ’cause the weather’s kind of hot.” “Huh!” The sheriff came up out of his chair and strode with quick cat-like strides to the door. “By God,” he mut- tered. “It’s Gregor. By— Hell, he’s shot from the front, too.” (Continued on Page 100) Don’t Go Through Life Handicapped! Improve your APPEARANCE by wearing an IMPERIAL HEALTH BRACE | Makes you feel stronger and more confident in undertaking any work, whether in a factory, office, store or home. FOR MEN Straightens the shoulders, expands the chest, reduces the waist and com- pels deep and proper breathing which as- ’ sures correct post- FOR WOMEN It can be worn with any gown as it is invisible. Improves and slenderizes the figure without dan- gerous diet. FOR CHILDREN The brace has a pat- ented adjustable garter attachment to support the stock- ings. Makes the child walk right, sit right and grow up normally, When ordering, be sure to give us the fol- lowing information: eeeteeet#t €# @ @ | (jx(|\ || WM WWEHEGREE e@ © 9 @ © &@ @ @ oeee7nee?e2 @ 8 @ @ + .jWHHRE ee e© © @ ®@ ®& © © & @ @ Height Weight ee ee @ 8@ @ @ = Pee wD 8 lel ele elk le le Chest measurement under arms....... Imperial Health Braces have been on the market for over 25 years. They were formerly sold at $5.00 and $6.00 each. Our Special Price, P. P. $1.00 DTCPAIGF IS ca scscvacese eas Sosleretecs M. L. SALES CO. Room 315 160 W. Broadway N. Y. C. Dept. 11 99 OO (C@