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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (Oct. 1, 1939)
? V *} I 11 1 1 i. ! j- ■. 1 i Jk 1 t- 1 - i IV M ♦ - 4 < of f©re r He was a killer all right, and now th > whole countryside was ap in arms against hips. He always fell upon his victims without a notice, and as yet nobody had so much as « glimpse of him. He was simply a "Phantom,’* yet everybody +as acutely aware, of istgnce, because of the havoc he left behind. Many ly farmhouse had been prejr to his robberies, am I was offered the slightest bit of resistance, his vkrtfa is see re murdered in cold blood. 1 * Many a body was found lying in a •cold welter after a recent raid of the "Phantom." Like an , he came arourd in the early ^gray dawn, struck d< wn his victims, and was gone. Up to now his hideout hadn’t been discovered, but at last it was thought to have been found. The • tapeCted place was an old deserted farmhouse called the **W[ place." It had long since bean abandoned by its owners and, as is usual, the ^ rumor that the plica pas haunted had arisen. Thus it had been left strict! r alone, and for this reason it was thought the Pantom wai "holed up" there. A posse was formed, whose intention it was to round.the Waggoner place to make sure he didn’t git away. H he was there, they meant to get him this til le. An hour before sunset was the time set for the posse to closing in. Meanwhile, everyone eras in a high Uots of excitement while awaiting the eventful hour. • Guns were oiled and fully loaded with newl^-bought ammunition, and all posse men had a grim sort of de tion about them. If the Phantom was caught, going to get the same fate he had meted out to of his victims. All the men were laboring unde4 an in Each UKom r original — l tense nervous strain as the time came to close realised that he might not return unscathed. Just as the sun started iu descent toward the hori zon, the posse started closing in. Tall weeds hju grown up in profusion around the old farm and through these the men moved warily towards their objective. Judkins, a it . ~ decided that Mary should tell the poor deluded boy the truth of the situation. Smiling he explained to j >er that the fruits of their plans were ready for a round up. He was caught unexpectedly when she said, “But, Ott t, I was just going to tell you: Three-Gun and I are going to be mar ried, and we want you to be best man!" What the Aggie will wear: Gold watch and chaii draped across the pawn shop counter. •The shorter the bathing suit the longer the men hu. • \ i ■ : fIKdAM colil-hear rancher who had b«*«*n victimised more thaaj . once by the Phantom, firfft buollck sight of him. The Phantom was placidly taking a nap on the raatahackle old porch, entirely unsunpeotm^ef his approaching doom. The orders given out were that the Phantom was to be taken dead or alive; so Judkins, being cormirn.-: with hate, decided to take advantage of this and Wdt give him nl chance to get away. He raised his rifia, took careful alas, and squeezed the trigger. With blood spurting from hia side, the Phantom leaped to hia feet, and raa behind the boose seeking an avenue of escape. But he got no further than the old windmill when he drop- pad. His body began writhing uhiU- .loathly moans came from his mouth Slowly a welter of blood ooaed around the limp and twitching body, while the sun, 1 asdpsingly dyed blood red by this tragedy, slowly dipped b»*low the horizon. Still the hard-hearted Judkins waao'lj satisfied, for he was still consumed with the one thought • v. ngi 'gmn he raised his rifle, and pumped two more. 1 I bullets into the slowly jerking body. One could hear the dull thud of bullets striking flesh while the zhot* echoed and re-echoed from the old burn and house. A last mournful souml escaped from the fitfuvaf lying there hi its own life blood. Then suddenly as if wishing to say something, the • 4<>wly raised his head, looked straight at Judkias, and then fell back without uttering a sounds l shudder van through the body and then it The birds ceased their* ginguig, as if silent tribute to death. A chain rattled windmill like the toll of a funeral bell, as if snying: “He who lives by the sword shall die by iV” • i]} Meanwhile, the rest of the posse, hearing the shots, had rushed toward the hougo. Hovily and silently, one by one, they all passed by the still figure lying on the crimson- stained ground. Something awe-inspiring and fdaiflBl! nbout death causes man to be quiet in its presence. At fength, one of the men broke the silence remarking, ‘‘WuQ tfaA the end of another mean sheep-killing’ dog." - ••Now what." “Why didn’t Noah swat both the flies when be had such a good chance.” % /• i / i Repairman; “Shpll I install a loud or soft horn, sir?" ,, Aggie: “Just one with a dirty sneer.” L / i i i i • Jane: “I sent my husband to the hospital because of hia knee. Mary: “Did he have water on It?" Jane: “No, bis private secretary." ► — Here’s a new simile—as useless as a glass eye a hole. Europes greatest need is boundry lines'with si| I 14 g key- A conductor is afraid of no to get off. tells all where THE BATTALION