Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 January 1942 — Page 17
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‘Tambay | Gold’
By Samuel Hopkins Adams |
CHAPTER NINETEEN “I.OOK, Doc,” I said, thinking ghout the trouble with Maurie. “This is a rough world we're living in. You and I are going to have a little target practice out back.” Well, Doc was a natural with a! pistol. In a week he could nick a four-bit piece at 30 yards. { After the Harstrom slump, the team settied down to work and! showed something. The betting on] the Balestier game went back to evens, but I had my little fifty] down at five to seven, and Angel; got four hundred for Juddy's three. Reservations at Tambay Camp] began coming in early for the week- | end of the big game. Then one; morning a couple of young fellows with rods and chains came in and ordered eggs, cakes and sausage. “What goes on, boys?” I asked, after I'd served them. { “State survey. The new. bridge.” “What dyou mean, the new] bridge? That's to cross half a mile! downstream.” i “Nothing's settled.” one of them] said. “But there's some talk that| | this would be a better place.” 1] “Like hell!” I said. “They can't| } do that to us.’ LB Curtains for Tambay. That's|} what it meant, if true. You can't run a tourist camp under a bridge]
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With only a week to go before] Dany OF THE SEA the Balestier game, a pair of bar- CREATURES CHOSE H riers sprouted right up out of the VEGETABLES AS ONIONS earth overnight, a mile on each AND POTATOES IN side of us, and detoured our traffic.| § PREFERENCE TO THEIR, “Road Closed for Temporary Re-| REGULAR SHRIMP AND
pairs.” Repairs, my foot! I got the § FISH DIET. ax and tossed those barriers into] the ditch. Then they got me anc | $s tossed me into Brandon jail. After | 7/88
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able.” Well, T wouldn't say but what @& hundred dollars was reasonable enough for calling off the detour till after the big game. But that was no guarantee that eventually the bridge wouldn't put us out of] business. I could guess Mowrys| price for that; the 25 per cent cut! of the mining rights. I'd found out that the head of the Highways
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Department was his brother-in-law. He certainly held good cards. 2 2 2 JUDDY WAS having her troubles, too. She showed me a letter from Angel. Sweetness: This is tough. I will not be seeing you again til after the game. It can’t be helped. They have got me income-you-know-diado. Don’t worry. I love you and we are going to lick them. I'm all for you. Angel. Wat Smith furnished the answer when he showed up that evening. She tackled him. “Can you find Angel for me, Wat?” “Not at the moment.” “I want te see him. It's important.” ‘So’s the Balestier game.” “T'll say it is,” I said. “We win or go over to the hock shop.” “But why can't L. see Angel?” “He's otherwise engaged.” “There’s nothing wrong, then?” “You've got a mean, suspicious nature. What should there be wrong?” “Wat, if youre going to be that way, I shall drive over and go to his room and sit there til I see him.” LJ
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“Thereby getting him fired. | There's a good old Baptist rule! about wild women in the dorms.” He sized up Juddy’s chin which was moving forward. “Well, what do you think is wrong?” “I don’ tknow. He wrote me not to worry. That's what worries me.” “A-plus in logic. Did he ever mention a man from Miami to you?” “The gambler?” “Right. He's back. Raised the ante to fifteen hundred. Angel took a poke at him. Not wisely but too well.” “I'm glad he did. What's wrong with that?” : “Nothing. Nothing at all. Commendable but unsafe. Someone took a potshot at Angel.” “Angel’s been shot?” “Calm down, maiden. Shot at. Mavbe not even at; maybe just toward. I think theyre trying to get his nerve. A couple of blackhand letters have come to him. So Coach Harley isn’t taking any chances on his prize package.” = » 2. ANGEL HAD got us swell seats on the 50-yard line, with a bunch of the
Rogues. Doc Oliver arrived and sat right
That first quarter was a darb. Most of the play was on our side of
about got into the clear, was tackled so hard by Seallinger that he lay] there, out. The Welliver stands be- | gan to yell for blood. “Dirty! Dirty! Run him off the field. Take him out!” Juddy was in the chorus, hammering the nearest object in front of her, which happened to be Doc! Oliver's back. “What's the matter now?” he said. “Kill him!” Juddy yipped. “He! did it on purpose. Kill him!” I thought Juddy was going to choke. They took Angel off. Three! minutes later Balestier got their touchdown on a crossbuck, and! kicked the goal. I heard a moan. back of me. It was Van Clark. | “There goes our ball game,” he | said. “There goes my fifty,” I said.
(To Be Continued)
(All events, names and characters in this stor; are fictitious)
the field and Man-Mountain Scallinger was doing his share of it.
Angel wasn’t showing anything sen-
sational. It worried Juddy. Nobody scored that quarter.
: It looked: like the same thing in the
next until toward the end. Then
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