Fifteen Western Tales, January 1953 — page 105: what you’re looking at

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GUN-MEETING AT MIDNIGHT in the dust of Main Street and he thought, It isn’t too late. I can give Con back to her —alive. He would have killed me, but I can’t kill hin. Tris’ happiness depends on his staying alive. And that’s all that mat- ters. I have to let Con hve because my love for Irts 1s stronger than my hate for him— He relaxed his pressure on Con’s neck enough for Con to catch his breath. He said, “Con, listen to me! I know there's one thing more sacred to you than anything else. Your word. Give me your word you'll stop fighting if I let you go.” Moments passed, while Con Pardee gulped air into his bursting lungs. Then, “You win, Steve. You've got it.” _ “And one more thing, Con,” Steve said tightly. “I want your word that you'll be good to Iris.” —_ | “Yes, yes!’ Con rasped. “God, Steve, let go of me!” Steve loosened his hold and got to his feet. He stood aside and watched Pardee come erect, wary of any false move. Con turned to face him, naked hatred in his eyes. But there was something besides the hatred, and Steve knew it for what it was: respect. unsteadily toward the prostrate form of Iris Manning. The crowd had broken from the boardwalks and was surging into the street. Two older women lifted Iris in their arms. Her eyelashes fluttered and she looked about her wildly. [t was enough to make any woman faint, ‘ Steve thought. But she'll be all right. She'll have Con and everything will be all right. His whole body ached from the wound in his shoulder. And then he had to get out of Fever Wells. HI first yellow rays of sunlight were slanting through. his window when Steve finally buckled the last strap around his suitcase and set it near the door of his room. It had taken Doc Greer a long time. to dress his shoulder, and packing with the He watched as Con walked ‘Cushion Truss never. ‘but made to order He had to see Doc Greer. (F(T StIPS...1F 17 CHAPES...1F 11 GRIPES... THEN THROW AWAY THAT TRUSS! Why put up with days... months ... YEARS of dis- comfort, worry, and fear if this perfected truss-invention for most forms of reducible rupture will enable you te en- joy life’s activities and pleas- ures once again? Literally thousands of Rupture suffer- ers have benefited by_ this Appliance, without the slight- est inconvenience. Where have often had our greatest success. Even doctors—thou- sands of them—have ordered. So do not despair. Send the coupon below for our Free plain envelope. Rupture Book in Patented AIR-CUSHION Support Gives Wonderful Protection This surprising yet simple-acting invention helps Nature support weakened muscles, gently but se- curely, day and night. Thousands of grateful letters tell of results beyond expectations. Get complete, fascinating facts on the Brool:s Air-Cushion Appli- ance—send now for free Rupture Book. eel Where Is Your anitary- 7 _ Comfortable Rupture? Look -out for im- itations and coun- terfeits! The Gen- uine Brooks Air- is sold in stores or by agents at pps low ‘‘mak- oN SST er-to-user”’ price. = +L! Sanitary, light- ‘Ss / INN] weight, inconspic- uous! No* hard pads, no stiff,, punishing springs, no metal girdle. GUARANTEED to bring heavenly comfort and se- curity—or it costs you NOTHING. Get complete, reveal- SENT ON TRIAL ing explanation. THEN decide whether you want to try for the com- fort—the freedom—the security—the blessed relief thousands of men, women and children have re- ‘ported. The complete Brooks is SENT ON TRIAL. Investigate! Send for the facts today! All corre- spondence confidential. eee MAIL THIS COUPON NOW!==a6 BROOKS APPLIANCE CO. 397-A State St., Marshall, Mich. Without obligation, please send your FREE BOOK on Rupture, PROOF of Results, and TRIAL OFFER all in plain enveiope. other trusses have failed we: Name treet vd City. Fe State__ State whether for Mei Woman (J or Child 0 Oe GS Ss ee 2s es es ns 0 es ss Gs Gs 105 Comicloooks CO