The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1875-04-15

him in ? No; well I knew from the
distrustful look in his face that any
proposal of mine to leave the room
would be peremptorily objected to by
him. What then?
Why, simply this /: 1 would tele-
graph to the downtown station. But
alas that very day the connection
between the two officers had been cut
for repairs. 1t was seldom used st
any time, of course. But what OF
that ? 1t was only q question Of p few
seconds more time.
! All these thoughts went through
my mind with the rapidity OF Hght-
ming as went to the battery. Lynch
regarded me from the corner Of his
uncovered eye with q suspicion that
made me shake in my shoes. As 1
sat down he arose and came to my
side.
"Look 'e here Eyoung feller,7 he
hfssed Id my eAr, End his breath was
sickening with the fumes of liquor,
perhaps you mean fair enough-I
hope ye do, for yer own sake but J
don't understan' notbin' bout them
tellygrams, and / jist want ter tel .ye
that yer'd better be sQudr'-for by thel
Eternal God, ef you go back on me
Pll stretch you on this yere floor as
stiff as ever did man yis ~ and /
felt the cold muzzle of his revolver
on my cheek. Perhaps my voice
trembled little, but I vas still un-
moved in my resolution, as replied /;
"Never fear, sir I'll tell him all
about the stock" He muttered some
thing to himself, and still remained
standing over me.
You have heard perhaps how much
lcheracter and exiression d tslegraph
d7eIator can put INTO bis tputn. Why,
| t6eFe were dozsn8af dIf1srelIt opera-
/ tors eommunics 81 Jtta or pflce,
and Z could tell 1t tie instant, With
out ever making a mistake, who it
was signaling. You could tell II a
man was nervous from his telegraph
ing as well as you could from his
handwriting. The call that 1 sent
hurrying across the State to Council
Bluffs must have fung cut upon the
ears of the operator like shrek.
&C. B. Are y0u there S' was what
/ asked, and almost instantly came.
back reply in the affirmative. Thsa
with trembling hand ratified of my
message: "For the LOUe of God, fsLe-
graph to our Downtown office ut op1ce.
Tell them that Tim Lynch IS EOahin
tlOO feet Of me, and they must seTld
help.n
A short pause, as though my mes
sage occssioned some surprise, and
then came the response TAI
r-vi,fo, 80 mad not
repeat.
HWall," growled the deep voice of
Lynch, care you going to send my
message ?"
"I have sent il sir"
f'WhatI Does all thst tckin'i
meanIwhat I tDI1 you ?" - Ia F"
pYes, and ifyop will wait fiffssn or
tVehty minHtes you1 get an
aaswsrs' Dk3 w
HWa1i, + dunno as 1 want an
answer. Jim, he'll understan' it's all
right"
"But I'll tell you soon whether he's
there or not. Sit down."
So Lynch reluctantly took his seat,
looking round at the doors and win
dows once in q while in an uneasy
way. / was determined to take him
at any cost I; ard I verify believe
should have planted myself in his
path had he insisted upon going
now.
"Tick, tick, tick % the battery
called out, and listened to the mes
sage. "Keep cool. Gould has gone
for the police" Strange it was,
wasn't it, that I should sit there and
talk through two hundred and fifty
miles of space with 6 man not half
mile from me?
"What's thet signerfy ?" inquired
my companion, as the ticking ceased
and replied that the clerk at Cohoe
had Just written off the message and
sent it out. He seemed satisfied and
settled back in his chair, where he sat
in sullen silence, his jaws going up
and down, as he chewed his weed. o,
Oh how slowly the minutes creptI
along! The suspense was terrible. l
sat and watched the minute hand of.
the clock, and five minutes seemed as
many months. My companion SEEM
ed nervous too. BE moved uneasily
l F'AiSF it sbouf NAeys hs d Fom
Jim q be ask ked tlsnsth. D
awe Shall get word from him in q
few moments now" / answered, and
fell to watching the clock again. Five
minutes more passed. Lynch got up
and began pacing to and fro across
the room. At length he paused and
said
'I don't believe Pll wait any more.
I've got to see q man down at the
Pennsylvania House, aud he'll be
abed ef don't git thar pretty soon"
"Hold on a moment and rll see
what they're up TO-" I cried hastily,
and I touched the key again. "Make
haste" was my message, 81 shall lose
him il you do not. Not moment to
sRreHi 8traightway came the reply,
short but encodraging "a squad of
police started for the depot five
minutes ago." Thank Heaven ]
They ought to be here now. l looked
at Lynch and thought of the five
hundred dollars.
"WaIl, what's the word ?n he growl.
ed impatiently.
HYour friend is coming" 1 answer
ed, for want of better reply.
"C0min' comm whar ?'
"Coming to the office of Cohoe. He
probably has n answer for you.n
y. IAN answer for me- JipSFel ellsTs
Fhtt should hA eusH Hg PRt Lynch
4d1d in stupid thonShf Sr a mo psnt
and then he losked stlaeFithA dan
gerous light in his eye.
"Look 'e here, young feller," he
cried, ''it's my private opinion you're
lyia' to me. And eff ye are" there he
muttered horrible osth) "Pll cut yer
skulkin' heart out. IdOn't know any
thing bout thet thar masheen, but |
swar Jim Fellers hsin't got nothin' to-
answer. More liks he'd git up and
scatter when he heerd thet message
He stood glaring at me as he uttered