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Trackers of the Fog Pack

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 1827    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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e made by Jack, that he sat there, incapable of motion, just staring

stered up enough breath to almost whi

sometimes this old world looked mighty small-well, this happens to be one of those tim

y dog as skipped aout o' the pen, giving Uncle Sam the laugh. Go on an' tell me some more. Kinder lo

hey'll keep closer tabs on Slim, you can wager. But the devil of it is, can he ever be retaken? Both of us have good reason t

ance, when he would scoff at such a word as "can't." He screwed his fac

t easy to beat. When we git started we'll jest give that gink a knock fur a goal, an' cli

irst of all let it be distinctly understood in t

ead in the affirmative, as was his usual

ion; "just the same we must not do anything that's going to interfere with our custom

ed as if hi

danger o' sech a thing happenin' with yeou runnin

human, and can make silly mistakes, like every known pilot-even Lindbergh's had the misfortune to

wonderful landin', an' keep from a bad sma

o good luck; but I know full well it was his skill

ogramme agoin' to be?

etter-they'll give us a good many important points, and it may be locate this se

it some more," rep

to carry a big cargo of stuff along-plenty of supplies in the line of grub, as well as gas and oil. Then, since we are bound to line up, sooner

s leader seemed to presage-doubtless his wonderful memory carried him back to the previous occasion when they went out after Slim Garrabrant, and dragge

no disgrace to "sit at the feet" of his best pal, and imbibe information when the plan of campaign was being laid out-Perk freely admitted he

, occasionally exchanging observations, with Perk asking frequent questi

deed, this view of matters was also taken by his companion, since Perk declared it made him think of how they used to get a track

his slippery kiote, once we git agoin' strong," he w

o follow our dangerous profession must never get themselves in the public prints if it can be avoided; and as for

newspaper reporters, who were apt to go into details covering some of the ways such sleuths outwitted those whom they hunted; all of which was bad for their being successful in forthcoming m

o' aour stuff together withaout beating the gong an' 'tractin' the mob's attention. We

ret Service men keeping away from the glare of publicity, even if they have to lose much credit; like edi

ses that afflicted his best pal, knowing that in so doing he was helping Perk

noculated with the most salient points connected with their latest task; an

sion to remark, getting up from his easy-chair, and stretching his cramped legs

ance with radio instructions each and every morning, before going forth to the daily grind. "They c'n boast all they likes 'bout the belles o' the ballroom; the sweet janglin' o' the bells in

t to live; but the biggest bunch live to eat. Let hard times come, and they'll do without a goo

was tabooed; they must forget such personal affairs, and talk of a

aying down that rule for their guid

estern trails, and along railroads where treasure is being daily carried east and west; besides that, these spies would be on the watch to learn of plans for bringing members of the gang to justice-for all we know they have been keeping tabs on our movements right along; and may be in posse

nteresting matters, as given out in the daily prints, and along the line of aviation stunts, that they need never lack for material to carry on their careless chatter as they d

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