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THE sound of a revolver shot brought rolled a cigarette, set fire to it, and Deputy Sheriff "Stinger" MacGee said, "Humph! Neil over at the tax abruptly out of the lethargy into office now? Reckon I'll have a talk which he had slumped after eating a with him."
heavy dinner in Mike Stubbin's Para- Logan, his head swatched in ban- dise saloon. Momentarily dazed, he dages, was reclining on a couch when looked around wildly, as though ex- Bronson entered. He groaned at sight pecting a culprit to rush through the of the officer. door of the tiny single-cell jail with
"Jim, I reckon this will wash me up blazing six-guns and murderous in-
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as county tax collector. Folks won't have no faith in me now."
Another shot followed on the heels "Dunno about that, Neil. Mebbe it of the first, and then a shout. Stinger wasn't your fault at all.” ' galloped to the door in time to see a Sheriff Bronson looked the office over horseman, wearing a black mask, flash. carefully, asked Logan a few questions, around the corner of the county build, then departed. A moment later, as- ing directly across the street and tride his big black, he rode out of streak for the trail leading north. town, heading west..
The deputy's mind leaped to conclu- Toward sundown of that same day sions. The bandit known as The Go- Deputy Stinger led a discouraged and pher had struck again, Sheriff Jim weary posse back to town. There Bronson, whose concern over The Go- were two horses outside the tax office, pher's activities. had grown during the and Stinger noticed with some surprise past month, was away, chasing a vague that one of them was Jim Bronson's clue somewhere in the vicinity of big black. He turned and entered the Rocky Gulch. Stinger, therefore, was building, followed by the eight posse in charge, and it was up to him to in- members. vestigate.
Inside, Sheriff Jim was sitting in a Hastily strapping on his belt and chair tipped back against the wall, six-shooter, the deputy rushed across calmly smoking a cigarette, a six- the street and entered the administra- shooter lying across his lap. Opposite tion building. The street by this time him, there faces black and sullen, were
By Vic Yardman
was filled with alarmed citizens, and a Neil Logan and his brother Sam. Both goodly crowd pressed through the door men were disarmed and obviously after Stinger.
among those present only at the "What's going on here?" began the sheriff's request." deputy, then stopped short. Neil Lo- "Howdy, Stinger," Jim said. "Howdy, gan, the County tax collector Was boys. Comes in and see the show. Stin- 'stretched out on the floor, unconscious, ger, I been waitin' for you.
I guess The safe door across the room was you won't ever learn to use your haid wide open and a window in the back of instead of rushin' off half-cocked every the room was raised.
time a hold-up occurs. In the first Logan wasn't dead. Revived, his place it wasn't The Gopher committed eyes took on a wild stare. "It was this crime. I chased The Gopher across The Gopher," he croaked. "Climbed the border early this mornin'. in the back window and stuck a gun criminals are Mr. Logan and his into my ribs. I tried to overpower brother Sam. Sam dressed up as The him and he whacked me over the head." Gopher an' pulled his escape act so's. His eyes flew to the safe and a groan you'd think it was The Gopher done escaped his lips. "Gonel Twenty- the deed. Sam's horse was sweat- two thousand dollars in tax-payers' smeared an' exhausted when I got out money. Oh, my gosh!"
to his cabin. Also, I found a black mask and some clothes hid.away in an old trunk."
"Twenty-two thousand!" Mike Stub- bins exclaimed. "Holy jeepers, Neil, ain't that a heap of money to have on hand?"
"I always keep some currency in the safe,' Logan explained. "Small bills,
"
The
Bronson paused and pointed toward a large square bundle on the floor. "Stinger, pick up that bundle an' put it in the safe."
The
in case of emergency. When it reaches Stinger stared; then, as Jim repeat- a sizable amount, I take it to the bank. ed the request, he picked up the pack- This time a flock of money come in all
age and crossed to the safe. at once. I was gonna take it to the package was about twice too big to get bank this afternoon."
inside the small vault. Puzzled, the deputy turned. Bronson grinned.
Deputy MacGee faced the group of men who had crowded into the small
That there package," he explained, office. "Boys, it's high time wo brung "contains twenty thousand dollars in this so-called Gopher to justice. Since currency, the bills being of small de- Sheriff Bronson is away, it's up to me nomination such as tax payers use to to take charge. I'm callin' for volun- pay their bills. Don't it strike you as teers right now to organize a posse queer that there could o' been twenty- an pick up the Gopher's trail an' stick two thousand smackers in the safe, to it till we run him. down,"
like Logan said, when the safe ain't Shouts and cries of agreement greet- big enough to hold it?"
Newspapers).
ed the deputy's words. The men turn- (Copyright, 1938, By The Associated ed and poured from the building, rush- ing toward the line of tethered horses in front of the Paradise saloon. Five minutes later a group of eight men, with Deputy Stinger MacGee at their head, galloped madly out of town on the trail of The Gopher.
Sheriff Jim Bronson, entering the town from the south, glimpsed the- riders.. as they disappeared from view and wondered what all the excitement' was about. He dismounted wearily in front of the Paradise and went inside.. Mike Stubbins was alone.
#Mike, what's up? Stinger got a . clue or something?".
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"I'll say he has!" In excited tones,
· the saloon ówner told what, had hap-1 pened: Sheriffe Bronson thoughtfully vi
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