Argosy All-Story Weekly, May 3, 1924 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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

By FRANK RICHARDSON PIERCE A NOVELETTE—COMPLETE IN THIS ISSUE CHAPTER I. “ THE GUN GIRL.” HEN the problem became to deep \¢ for old man Gregory to solve he sent to Nome for Bob MacGregor and made him a deputy marshal the instant his foot hit the dock. “I'm turning the Jennings case over to you, Bob, and if you fall down flat I won’t hold it against you. It’s like passing over a plate of restaurant hash and asking a man to find out what’s in it. The Alaskan coast is a moonshiner’s paradise; the only thing is the lack of population automatically limits their operations. They're equipped with some mighty fast gasboats, too. They’ve had squabbles among themselves and there have been killings. They have threatened us, too. The last time we had old man Fleming in court he shook his fin- ger in the commissioner's face and told him he’d never have been taken alive if he'd had half a chance. He warned us the next time we came for him to be prepared to shoot it out.” ‘Did the judge throw the book at him?” “No, he didn’t. You'll remember years ago I'leming was working in the Treadwell mine and a rock fractured his skull. He lived on Queer Street for a long time and ever since then he has been subject to vio- lent outbursts when roused. The commis- sioner had that in mind, I guess, when he paid no attention to his threats. Later we sent Jennings out to arrest him and he never came back. Found with a knife wound in the back, and a dead weasel near by. Of course that don’t mean a thing. Naturally, we thought of Fleming’s threat. We've sent 820 EO DOOLK S CO