Arizona Round-Up — page 67: what you’re looking at

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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 65 from ambush, aa’ then asked fer Gardner. Jed Haraway said it was him they were after. Then this Tex Burnett feller busted in with a rifle-same man whose gun was found alongside of Doolin. He killed one of ’em an’ the other two got away. Bet you couldn't guess who the dead ‘un was!” “Im not good at guessing games,’ snapped Pearson. “Let's have facts.” “Newt Thurby!” the man cried hoarsely. “Bud Bailey’s man, Drilled plumb center! We run into the stage bringin’ ‘em back an I come on ahead.” “Where's the stage now?” Deacon Sellers put in. The man pointed back toward the north wall where the bar ran. “Up there about a half-mile. I come in to tell you. Now J got to go git the miners together—that’s what the boys said. Judge Lynch is takin’ over.” ' He hurried out again and Deacon Sellers watched him go. Me turned and found Pearson looking at him with a steady gaze. “Bailey and his men go,” the Pound owner said softly. “Still telling me to go to blazes? Last chance, Deacon. Sometimes Judge Lynch loses his temper and runs a bit wild, from stories [ve heard men in my place tell. Well?” “On second thought,” Deacon Sellers replied, “I'll reconsider. Me an’ the boys go to work for you tonight. I'd better wake ‘em all up.” He went out and Pearson followed. Men were coming from all directions as the advance guard of the miners spread the word. By the time the stage, surrounded by eleven mounted miners, hauled up in front of the Pound, a big crowd was on hand. There were shouted questions, answers, and an ominous buzz again began to go through the angry men. “Quiet!” Pearson shouted, as the bodies of the two dead men were lifted out and laid on the porch. Jed Haraway got down and motioned for Curley to go up and take the lines. The baggage on top was forgotten. The three passengers had to tell their stories over two or three times. The crowd had quieted now. Haraway went up the boardwalk. He didn’t want to hear more. He mounted the steps leading to his daughter’s quarters and knocked from force of habit. Lily herself opened the door. comicbooks.com