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Chet Dane had sensed trouble when he was still a mile away from Mesa City, He rode slowly down the dusty street with his right

"What do you

figure to do?" Sheriff

Carson

asked with concern.


Chet jiggled the salt and pepper shakers thoughtfully in his left hand, as he pondered the situation more thoroughly. He got up without waiting for his breakfast, dropped the payment on the table and

hand hooked
to the holster,

stiffly

into

his

gunbelt next
if

and wondered

he should

not have ridden in the other direction to


Silverton.

But
the

man

his office.

it was too late to turn back. Gauging low morning sun, Chet figured that the he had come to see would, not yet be at The predawn ride had left him

moved toward
mained

the door. His left hand was knotted in a tight grip; his right hand rein his gunbelt.

with a gnawing hunger; so he pulled up at the hitch rail in front of the Chuck Wagon Cafe. Fumbling the reins with his left hand,
tied' his roan and went inside. Chet had no more than placed his order Sheriff Mike Carson hurried in. "Heard that you'd ridden in." the sheriff said. "Reckon I should warn you to ride out again and quick!" "Ride out?" Chet questioned. "Why?" "Jud Grogan heard that you're here. He's at the Bullwhip Saloon, waiting for you. I reckon you know why." Chet fingered the glass salt and pepper shakers with his left hand. His right thumb was still hooked stiffly in his gunbelt near

"I'll give Jud Grogan his satisfaction," Chel said simply, as he moved away. Later, as Chet strode into the Bullwhip from

Saloon, Grogan turned quickly

he

the bar. leering thin smile crossed his bearded,

swarthy face.
"So it's you," snarled Jud. gun, Dane, and get killed!"

when

"Draw your

Chet's right thumb remained hooked near his holster. Jud Grogan watched it closely as Chet kept striding toward him. "Make your move!" Grogan bellowed, his hand flashing down toward the butt Of his
six-shooter.

his single holster.

"Yeah. I know." Chet replied. Jud Grogan had sworn revenge more than a month ago, after Chet had caught Jud's
brother rustling Diamond-C cattle and had

Scarcely four feet separated them when Chet Dane leaped forward, flinging his opened left hand toward the outlaw's face. A shot roared out! A bullet sped past Chet's head as he ducked. Then Jud Grogan began rubbing his eyes,

desperately trying to stop the searing sting


of the salt in his face.

and pepper

that

Chet had flung

ou'drawn him in a fair gun fight, "You won't stand chance with Jud," the
sheriff continued.

"You'd better ride

out.

I'll

sea that he doesn't follow you." Chet thought it over. He was not afraid , of Jud, although" the big man was as gunswift as they come; but today he had a good excuse not to face Jud in a gun fight. Still, an excuse would only delay their inevitable

"You had a right to gun him, Chet," said Sheriff Carson a few minutes later. "But I guess you stopped him anyway, and you didn't even draw!" Chet smiled, "I couldn't draw, Sheriff! You
see,
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to

town
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I DON'T THINK WE'LL HAVE ANY TROUBLE THIS TIME, PETE DEPUTIES ARE SEEING TO IT THAT NOBODY BOARDS THE TRAIN WHILE
THE RIFLES

GLAD TO HEAR

THAT,

SHERIFF! THEY'RE PUTTING COLONEL SMITH'S PETS ON THEK

AND THE COLONEL'S

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BELONGINGS ARE BEING

NOW!

THE RIFLES WILL J BE HZXTl ,

Witness

WHOEVER'S BEEN STEALING THOSE RIFLES IS A MIGHTY SLICK HOMBRE GOTTEN AWAY WITH TWO SHIPMEN TS ALREADY 50 73WS TIME I'M RIDING ALONG WITH THE ENGINEER"
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I DIDN'T, EXACTLY! I STAGED THE WORD AROUND THAT THE WITNESS WOULD BE ABLE TO IDENTIFY THE ROBBER INTHEM0RNIN6 HOPIN6 THE RUMOR WOULCREACH THE MAN WE WANTED! AND WE'RE MIGHTY LUCKY
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During' 1878, the steady arrival of miners in the camp of Leadville, Colorado, created a demand for lodging. One a cheap hotel but did not have enough blankets for the beds He solved the problem in a 'novel way
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After registering a newcomer, the owner would direct him to a room. Upon the discovery of no bedding, the guest would
return,

The proprietor would

apologize, explain-

demanding blankets for

his

bed.

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O.K. Folks-Step right up and try your luck. Make the monkeys climb the tree! Knock the ducks down, and Sip them up again! Spin the shields! Twirl the bone in Hi ti Chiefs headdress

What What

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