Argosy All-Story Weekly, July 11, 1925 — page 123: what you’re looking at

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-- HOPALONG CASSIDY’S PAL, rope over his shoulder, sagging a little from its weight, walked briskly to the front door, slipped an arm under one of Hopalong’s, and then faced the crowd again as his friend sheathed his guns. “ Tl] remember every face in this room,” he snarled. ‘“ To-morrow we come back again, an’ we come a shootin’; an’ for a lead dollar I’d start th’ shootin’ now!” The crowd remained silent, not being able to think of anything to say. It watched the two punchers fade out of the little square of lamplight on the grounds outside and = to the slow footsteps dying out across the square. Perhaps in its. a collective mind it saw a hard-riding outfit pounding northwestwardly through the night; somewhere on the Twin River-Big - Moose trail—an outfit keyed to vengeance. a ——!” said a voieé, breaking the tense and punishing silence; and with the. sound of that curse the crowd came to life. It stirred, it leaped, and by three exits sought the infolding safety of the shelter- ing night and the added safety which horses and growing distance might provide. Hopalong Cassidy had not quite bitten off more than he could chew. THE END OF No. 11 NEXT WEEK: “FOX versus FOX.” ? U U U SWIMMIN® IN THE BRANDYWINE OME on in, the water’s fine; - Put your clothes right there with mine. Nothin’ like old summer time ’"N’ swimmin’ in the Brandywine. See that sunfish dart away, Lis’en to that old blue jay; There’s a crow a callin’, too. Gee! but I like June—don’t you? Look out, Bill! Gosh! I'll dive in first. I tho’t my lungs ’d burst. Sumpin’ swum against my heel; Wonder if it wuz an el? ee Wish those clouds would blow away; Seems they hate a sunny day ’N’ are always tryin’ to Bet Ill beat you gettin’ dressed; Glad these stockin’s ain’t my best. ee = Never mind about your hair, ; See I told ma ’n’ she don’t care. 7 Se _. Hurry up or you ’n’ I _ Swimmin’ i in a pees . Sn eS _ Are goin’,to miss that cherry pie. | ee Oe ee 28 Surely does make me feel fine, Seen ee = ——— = Get between the sun ’n’ you. eee