Lynch Lawyers
Garden City, NY: A. L. Burton Company Pub. 1920. Anton Otto Fischer. 1st Edition Thus. Hardcover_cloth. 5.25"x7.63". 387 pp. 2nd printing. Red cloth boards w/embossed title. Rope, knife, and author in black ink. Mirrored on spine. Frontispiece in B&W illustration: "Half deafened and coughing in the smoke, Red Kane wrenched the Winchester from the hands of Dot Lorimer." Spine straight, binding tight, pages slight tone. PON inside front cover and fep. Bump TRC. Some fading spots to cover. Soiling to edges from age. Not x-library. Collectible - VeryGood / No Jacket. Item #3096
"WHY," mourned "Red" Kane, "why don't somethin ever happen?" "Knock wood quick," urged "Kansas" Casey, the deputy sheriff, "or somethin'll happen to you maybe." "Huh!" snorted Red Kane the skeptic, "I wouldn't mind. Anythin' for a change. A earthquake, or, if you'd have a fit even, it'd help. I ain't particular. D'jever have fits, Kansas?" he added hopefully. "Shore I never," denied the indignant Kansas. "You talk like I was a cat or somethin." "Yuh might be somethin lots worse. Cats! Why, Kansas, cats is real people an wide between the eyes. I dunno but what cats is most as sensible as mules." "Well, I ain't no cat, an don't you forget it!" Casey's grin belied his tone. "Alla same, I wish somethin'd happen." Red Kane was not losing sight of the main issue. "Why don't yuh get drunk?" suggested Kansas. "Don't wanna get drunk. Dunno why, neither. S'funny." "Must a got religion like Tommy Mull up at Cutter. But Tommy jumped in again with a splash that near drownded him, an so will you. They all do."
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