Charles Beadle

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Charles Beadle The Blond Spiders — Chapter 8 (1924)

Then just as the foremost of the charging soldiers butted foolishly together in the doorway and were shot and clubbed, there rose above a hoo-hooing which resembled a rising gale at sea an indubitable American voice, yelling:
“Attaboy! Get ’em, you black ——s!”
Guns crashed amid red flames in the doorway against agitated black figures silhouetted by the moon-greened western sky. Forms plunged forward into the room beneath Tony’s rifle butt. Sweat blinded his eyes.
He struck empty air; heard Sawyer’s revolver crash behind him and Plessons swear.
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Charles Beadle The Blond Spiders — Chapter 8 (1924)

Seizing two legs, Tony tried to overturn it, but the legs would not budge for they were set in the ground, the table top being merely laid upon four posts; so, yelling to Sawyer to grab his end, they ran it through the door, where luckily it fell up side down on the wreckage of the lamp, partially extinguishing the flames, just as Plessons, firing from the end window, dropped two of the soldiers rushing up in the moonlight. Then as Tony joined in from the door, sending another man to earth, the others turned about and with oaths and yells made for shelter.
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Charles Beadle The Blond Spiders — Chapter 8 (1924)

A revolver muzzle in the pit of the stomach quieted the guttural spitting sergeant, and he allowed himself to be tied. In the mean time several more fusillades had whistled through, and smacked against, the hut.
“Quick! Take that window, Sawyer, and cut out that sob stuff. Here’s a gat. Watch they don’t rush the door, Plessons, and I’ll stir up the All Highest.”
He turned just in time. As the Kommandant was crawling through the door Tony leaped, seized him by the leg, dragged him back like a pig without the squeals, and poked a revolver against his ear.
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