Boy's Cinema (1930-31)

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Every Tuesday shot BOY'S CINEMA r7h.'tii"te ™'.,£"rH^Il;±^'r.ii?"?i~i.-'p-'.*-.!".- A towards the rocks. Olaf, ernittin groans, followed his example. Meanwhile, the bandit flourished his gun and barked instructions at the chagrined driver of the coach, a weather-beaten old veteran named Jed Knowies. "Throw out that sack from under the scat, and no monkev business. G'wau —mv partner's got you covered!" Jed looked round, and saw the barrel of a rifle ponUnig directly at him over the edge of a boulder on his letjT He abandoned his first idea of drivin<r on and chancing the aim of the m in on horseback, and, reaching down, pulled out the mail bag from vmder the seat and tumbled it into the dust. Beside Jed on the box was seated an eldeily rancher with a walrus moustache, and—at the moment—a very white face. Across this passenger's ample waistcoat stretched conspicuously a gold chain. The bandit looked down at the mail- biig and up at the waistcoat. "I'll have to trouble you for tha ■watch and chain!" he shouted. i iuuir "Oh, mi.ster," protested the shrinking them passenger, "you wouldn't take a man's "p'her.o-l, timepiece, would you?" ' '-^■'^^•■ "Wouldn't I?" was the immediate retort. "Toss it over quick!" Reluctantly the passenger removed the watch from his pocket and the chain from his waistcoat and threw them. The bandit caught the chain, but the watcii dangled precariously for a motrient. "Be careful—don't break it!" cried the owner in alarm. The waich was thrust into a pocket, the six-shooter waved to Jed. "Get going!" Jed .?pat. cur.ied, snatched up his whip, and flicked the leaders. The coach mo\ed on. and the man who had held It up reached down from his saddle and picked up the heavy mail-bag. With a sarcastic wave to the disappear- ing coach, ho rode in among the recks with his prize, retrieved a rifle which had been propped in positiou with the aid of stones, and sought a little nook between the rocks in which to open the bag and .-eaicli for valuables. He dismounted, .squatted with his back to an upright boulder, and unfastened the bag; and he was emptying out the letters wlicti Tern and Olaf looked down at him from behind a rock high above his head. It was a hold-up." whispered Tom. ^ "We'll head that honibre off. You get over there." They had dismounted, and their horses were nibbling the spar.se herbage nearer the road. Olaf obediently crept behind another rock and drew liis gun, but Tom pu<ked up a lump cf limestone, lifted It to the top of his hiding- place, and sent it hurtling down on the bandit beneath. It should have hit him on the head, but a ridge deflected its descent, and it fell upon a pair of hands that were about to open an envelope. Immediately the bandit sprang to his feet.' took cover, and fired upwards. A bullet whizzed past Tern's big hat and struck another and tughcr rock behind him. Almo<;t inst.antly he fired back, using a shoulder of lock to take aim Bu' the str^ingei- provided for just such an attack by deserting the inailbag and diving between two needle-like stems of limestone Oun answered gun, but the ment.s of rock above and below." Olaf scared almost cut of his wits, sank down on his knees and fired niainlv at the blue sky above him. And then, because he imagined he was almost completely surrounded, the bandit abandoned his plunder, creeping ayvay from rock to.rock till he reached His horse, which he had left beneath a stunted oak near the roadwav. Tom wasted a cartridge—or thought" he had wasted It—then watched with a sense of disappointment a flying figure on horse- back that sped up the winding trail] towards Westonville. i "Come on, Swede," he shouted, "the wars over!" Olat's bowler appeared above the rock behind which he had been crouching. Has he g-g-g-gone?" he chattered. i\ *f • ^'^^ grimly, as he moved round to his kneeling ohum, "he's on '"l,»"a.v back. Come on !" They descended to the spot where the contents of the mail-bag lay strewn upon the earth. The sun had reached its zcnitli, and was blazing down upon W ithtn half a mile of the scene of tl'o loid-up lie encountered the coach, and liad word with old Jed and the passen- gers. W hat Jed had to sav was aImo=it enough to paint the purple hills a bright vermilion, and the man on the box who had been robbed of his watch, though less fluent in his language, was oquaOx violent in his wrath. "Oh, so you're a sheriff, arc voir" roared. "Well, I'm glad you've he *i 1-^. -""V- '■'^"'plained Olaf. viewinir the litter, anvbody might have thou-ln we was running a post-office! Sav there might be enough monev in .some o_^these letters to keep us going for a "You put those letters back in that hc\ •■' '"^P'""'' ^°'"- "Come on—I'll In Gaol—and Out! S fate would have it, the coach bad been held up four times in the past month near that par- ticiiar cluster of rocks, and the sheriff ot I'alls City, stung into activity by the reproaches of the community' over which he more or less rulwl, had ridden out with a posse that morning on the ott-oh-ance of capturing a brigand. turned up. Held up, just like ;i lot of babies, about half a mile back on the road there !" Explanations followed, and a descrin- tion of the bandit which told the sheri'tf little, because the inside passengers were at utter variance with Jed and the pas- senger who sat beside him as to detaiK borne even described the supposed second man. though thev had seen no- thing more of him than the barrel of a rifle. "Come on. boys !" shouted the repre- sentative of law and order. "We'll know what they're like when we set em! ^ ''^''■'[ye^^<^<i fclie outside passenger as they began to ride away, "don't for- get I want my watoh from them t\No thieves ! The sheriff, concerned about the loss ot the mad-bag. ignored the request and, as a matter of regrettable fact' forgot all about the watch. Among the rocks Tom and Olaf wee ufv-.P'f "- "P f'"^ scatu^v,-<l letters but Olaf was slow because he jiersistcd' in studying every envelope before re- storing It to the bag. "We ought to got a good reward fo'- this, remarked Tom. "Oh, va. sure," nodded the Swede and suddenly gave vent to an cxclami- tion of disgust "'S'u^'^'l''"'. "latter?" inquired Tom VVhy. heres a fellow what's c^ot the tunniest name you ever heard " was th • 'I just put it up," said Tom, "why take it down?" insolently against the raU. And he leaned l>ecember 26tli, lasi.