Pulp Fiction, 1928 · page 151 of 156
Argosy All-Story Weekly, May 5, 1928 — page 151: what you’re looking at
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eZ By LEO MARGULIES A swift holdup in a cow town and the strange fashion in which accounts were adjusted the lazy, almost sullen stillness of the little cow town, came the sud- den mad galloping of a horse being rid- den at a terrific pace. Faster and fast- er, down the one and only street, trav- eled the big, white stallion, urged on in a wild frenzy by a grimly masked youth. With one hand he goaded on the flying steed, and with the other, loosely and freely, he held a gun. Before the bank messenger, halfway from the steps of the bank to his wait- ing flivver, could realize what was hap- pening, the lone horseman was upon him. Guns barked. And on the brick sidewalk, a few feet from the car, lay the writhing form of a man_ shot through the shoulder in the perform- P tse: out of nowhere, to break ance of his duty. This month’s ship- ment of gold was destined to miss the Denver train! Again the lone, wild horseman urged on his white stallion—this time into the freedom of the hills beyond. Confusion gripped those who wit- nessed the swiftly enacted drama. Dazed and bewildered by the sudden- ness of it all—precious minutes flew by before they realized what had hap- pened during the wild dash of the ban- dit. With the appearance of the sheriff it was only a matter of a few minutes before a hastily formed posse was in swift pursuit. The clatter of hoofs, followed by shots, brought Hank Perris, proprietor of the town’s general store, rushing to 747 COPMNICGLOOOKS iGO