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By Jack Joseph Smith
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Pacing acress his shack he stoppeds His feet and
mind were:suddénly: there om the fleer ‘and ‘in the
sented ‘airs :
He looked back em his :portrayal! of’ the -gum! (If
this guy wants te be the bank president, if this:
guy will be-the bank president, then I better -be~
Jessie Jamess’) He had ‘studied'them and'an irmag--
ination hell: bent on convincing before he tad? ste
. ood up te leaves At the doer he had tumeds "Ook,
this is a guy" His right hand ‘raised slowly with: ;
a leese gun, as if it were the weight! and net the
bullets he were mesuring in the thittyseight' capt.
from hia lend? ne
He returned acroos this: reed his finger: peiiting ;
ahead ‘and ‘toward'the group of mens mie! Syee: ment
that he had madé it inte-the invisable citoular:
wall) respected beyond ‘their reproach, :
He stepped “there in his rememterence too and’
said, "I could ‘blew your ‘brains out, you knew:that:
don! 4 youl"
He had waited ia moment, ,had'let' his armfall, 4”
; Hees C4 Wwe
and begur.to walk out in pay ove) 3 ane eeet Atel. rf you, ~ Jy EW
stolew back: At the door he turned ‘again! tarter vee bold ch
n ; yeerngeleP'
all, I did came here to acta"
- SOOM Haporrd wend cand Evers onen ts
The words, ."will give you'a salty wore th hin bef ’ 7
as he walked but his own door, and into a patio of ;
. . His