Adventure Magazine Cover, November 10, 1924 — page 84: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

82 Adventure a “**There is risks in any business; that’s a portion of the fun, f ; But I wonder tf you’re jerry to the joy it gives a gun ee When he busts a jar wide-open that they thought he couldn’t crack, Le An’ he beats it with the rhino by the bushel an’ the stack, While the Pinks run round in circles as they snoop about for clues, An’ I reads of what they’re doin’ an’ I chuckles at the news. I’’s a game that’s always thrillin’, an’ tt makes the pulses hum, Aw although the bulls may nab me, I’ll have made ’em travel somel’ “Well, that little moll considers when she’s heard my line of chat; Then she answers, straight an’ honest: ‘Say, I never thought o’ that!’ I am sick of wrastling cabbage; I’ve been stuck here like a peg. Do you think that you could teach me how to be a lady yegg?? So I takes her as my paritner—she’s a clever little dame— An’ I learns her all the business, she’s a wizard at the same. We gets married by the parson, for she’s strictly on the square; An’ we does our jobs together an’ we’re cleanin’ up for fairl” Said Bill the Barkeep: “Brother, seems to me, Your tale ain’t moral like it oughta be. I figured it was gonna. be a tale Of how that lady put you on the trail To righteousness an’ saved you from the ways Of crime that you had follered all your days. But as it is, you make me kinda doubt My safety while you’re lingerin’ about An’ so I warns you, don’t you tap this till. I got a gun here, an’ I sure will drill Your carcass full of holes if you should try To stick me up, for I’m a roughhouse guy.” The cracksman grinned. ‘Don’t worry, bo,” he laughed, “T don’t go in for any petty graft Like holdin’ up saloons. I got my pride. Big jobs is all I take—an’ then beside, My moll, she says to me: ‘Now listen, Jack, If I works with you you ain’t gonna pack No kind of gun. A clever crook may squirm Around the bulls an’ never do a term, But if he takes a shot at some one, then It means the chair—that’s something else again!’ “You say you hoped my little spiel would tell The way my lady saved me; very well, She’s saved me from a stretch a lotta times By plannin’ out the method of my crimes; An’ when it comes to money—say, me friend, She’s savin’ me the wads I used to spend. We’ve bought a farm, another job or two, Will build the house an’ furnish it all through; An’ when we’ve bought them things that we require We’re gonna quit our yeggin’ an’ retire, An’ start in on the chicken-raisin’ biz; So, if you want a moral, there it is!” CORNIGIOOKSEGO 5}