Arizona Round-Up — page 71: what you’re looking at

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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 69 I should use the past tense in referring to Massey. Mr. Burnett was most thorough.” “And you knew. him before?” | They both instinctively looked down the street some eighty feet to where Pearson still stood upon the green-topped gaming table, shouting and holding up his hands for silence. _ “All right, all right,” he called again and again. “There'll be no action until order is restored. Believe me, men, when I tell you I saw the mobs during the war. Looting, burning— look over there at that tent already going up! There'll be more of that here. If any one of you have any ideas like that, then you can get yourself another leader. I resign on the spot!” “We don’t want another leader,” a miner yelled back, holding a rifle high above his head. “We just want some justice an’ we want it fast! We want Bailey and his men and a few others.” “Youll get it,” Pearson called back. Gardner turned to the woman, a faint smile breaking his smooth, chiseled features. “You see. The difference between a gentleman and a roughneck. Yes, I knew him, Miss Owens. We were raised together in the South. You wouldn't know what it was like to fight for months on starving rations and then return home with your shoes and clothes in rags, to find a once beau- tiful plantation a pile of blackened stone and ash ruins. Harlan did. I did. It changes your outlook on life. It makes you think that no matter how strong you are, Miss Owens, there is always somebody or something a bit bigger and stronger. Youre through in the gulch, lady. They're going to hang your gun fighter, Bailey; they'll hang Tex Bumett when they catch him; and, Miss Owens, they're going to swing your brother too.” The hard, hot retort that came to her lips was silenced as Deacon Sellers came by. He was followed by the rest of the crew, all uneasy, all a bit shifty-eyed now. All except the Wild Cat. He was humming. He had a lizard tucked inside his shirt. “There are your men,” Gardner said, open mockery in his voice now. “I dare say they wish to.speak with you.” ~ They did. “We want to talk with you,” Deacon Sellers said. “About what?” she demanded. - comicbooks.com