Some town

By Ray Humphreys
Author of “No Shots,” etc.

“Shorty,” said Sheriff Joe Cook of Monte Vista to his deputy, Shorty McKay, as the hot August day began to cool with dusk, “I’ve had something on my mind to say to yuh fer a long time, an’ now I’m a-gonna say it. I wants yuh to spend more time around this office, at yuhr official duties, an’ less time up to the telephone exchange blabbing with that Haynes gal!”

Shorty, who was sitting back in a comfortable chair, feet cocked up on his desk, cleaning his revolver, brought feet and chair to the floor with a simultaneous thud.

“Says which, boss?”

“Yuh heard me the fust time, Shorty, but I’m obligin’ an’ willin’ to repeat—I says I wants yuh to spend less time up thar chinnin’ with that Belle Haynes operator an’ more time here where yuh is paid to be!”