They pretty near hanged Tiny Little last night. He'd been sent a couple or three "3-7-77" notes and the poem "We're bound to stop this business, or hang you to a man / For we've hemp and hands
enough in town to hang the whole damn clan." But he pair no attention.

So the Legion went out to do its unpleasant duty, because Tiny was a dues-paying member and Life Member at that. The Squad found him at his boardinghouse, sucking on a bottle of Old Crow. He knew why they were there and so he'd crawled into the bottle.

Literally. Tiny Little is an elf of the Old School, and the Squad knew that hanging an elf was going to be a mighty tall order. For one thing, the Hangin' Tree branch is some twenty feet off the ground, and hanging someone who's two and half inches tall wouldn't be much of an object lesson to the rest of lawbreakers.

And there was the matter of what rope to use. Normally, well-stretched half-inch hemp was the hands-down winner, but when the guest of honor's hat size is pret' near into the negative numbers it makes it kinda tough.

Well, they stood around the room and debated what to do. Some folks were all for using a piece of cotton string, but it was pointed out that doing that "just warn't in the Code Of The West". And all the time Tiny's inside the bottle making obscene gestures at them, mooning them, and shouting things about their mothers that never got out of the bottle.

Finally, Delightful Doug picked up the bottle and screwed the cap back on. Tiny was surprised -- this had never occurred to him or to the others in the Squad. Delightful used his pocket knife to punch a small air hole in the top and put the bottle, screaming Tiny and all, in his coat pocket and they returned to the Legion Hovel for more palaver about what to do.

Well, the Legion is nothing if not humane, so Tiny now resides in a gallon jug which has holes punched in the lid on the shelf above the bar. Every so often someone shakes the jug a bit to quiet Tiny down and puts a bit of food or water into it. He's been sentenced to "life and a half" and for an elf that's a long time.

But as Delightful Doug and the others decided it was better that Tiny serve time in the jug than they mock The Code Of The West by literally "stringing him up."