PS Magazine - TB 43-PS-595

PS, The Preventative Maintenance Monthly

ISSUE 595

JUNE 2002
PS Magazine - TB 43-PS-595 - Page 18 of 32
PS 595
JUNE 02
33
PS 595
JUNE 02
32
A
s night
falls…
M
inutes
later…
this walking is
ruining
us both.
Got to rest…
wait! that lighted
cabin… it’s
butch
calendish’s
hideout
!
It’s
them
alright!
and they’re holding
some poor woman
captive!
reach for the
stars, varmints!
your killing and
stealing days are
over!
let me go, you
miserable bad
guys! you
won’t
get away with this!
now, now, missy…
we’ll set you loose
jest as soon’s yer pa
pays yer
ransom!
shore
we will.
Har!
Har!
har!
but yore
in
deep
trouble.
In fact, I got
my doubts if
either one o’ you
is gonna ever
walk outta here.
You’d better
let us go,
butch! the
law will deal
harshly with
you if-
you
tell ‘em,
butch.
h’yuh!
you
tell ‘em,
butch.
h’yuh!
shaddup!
this here’s
constance
rodD,
the
banker’s
daughter. and he thinks
payin’ her ransom’s
gonna get her home.
but I got
other
plans,
masked man.
ma’am.
hmph
Har! Har! har!
I don’t know
who
you are,
stranger… or
why yore
alone.
595. 32-33 (C)
4/23/02
4:11 PM
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