The Arizona sentinel., 1888-09-29

desperado, with admiration. That $ business. Darned if ever I heard a man talk like that with gun pulled on him. You go right ahead and if you do this thing square we'll whach up on the swag. Its rather tiresome standing here, so I'll just take this chair inside. won't interfere"
 ''All right said the operator, make yourself at home."
 Then he turned to the table and be- gan telegraphing. 'Klic-a-lick, klic-a-lick, klic-a-lick, klic-a-lick," went the instrument rap- idly.
 ''What's that?" said the desperado, forgetting his VOW of non-interference of moment before. ''It seems to be all the same thing"
 ''It is. am calling the office at Bloomville."
 'Klic-a-lick, klic-a-lick-chuck."
 "There, I've got 'em. Now, don't interrupt me. I'll tell you what is said when I'm through"
 The outlaw leaned forward with a puzzled expression, and doubtless wished he knew as much about tele- graphing as he did about shooting.
 ''Is Stevens there?" asked the instru- ment at Bloomville. Tell him War ner wants him.
 There was pause, and then the in- strument at the lonely way-station an- swered.
 Warner rapidly rattled out the fol- lowing message:
 "This shanty is in the possession of a villain who has pistol pointed at me while 1 work. I expect it is the Zama County gang that is round the place. They are going to rob the express. I'm supposed to be telegraphing orders for it to stop here, Now, can't you make up a special there and get the sheriff and strong posse to come down and gather in the gang?"
 ''Tll do it. There's a freight engine here now. and I'll put the boys in some bOX-cars."
 No, don't do tbat. Make up train of passengers. Put Pullman on be- hind if you have it and make it look as like an express train as you can. Then send her down on the time of the express and hold the No 9 there till they get back" :"
 "Good idea. Now what are you go- ing to do? They'll shoot you"
 ''Can you make d connection with the town arc light and get them to put their full current on? I'll connect it in some way with the fellow here and he'll never know what struck him."
 ''We haven't time for that. We would have to go down to the dynamo office and get them to turn off all the city lights and then make connections. It would take too long and it would burn out every switch board on the circuit. But can give you all the cell currents we have here and that will paralyze any rough from Zama, and perhaps kill him. Any how. you could get his gun before he recovered. When you're ready just call the office. Ground your current and I'll send it along on the big wire"
 ''Seems to take a lot of telegraphing to stop train," said the desperado, uneasily.
 1t does. You see the train is be- hind time, and they don't want to stop her. told them there was a special that would pass her here. They want to know all the particulars Now I'll have to move about bit. I must cut off the wire to Center City. If I don't, they may telegraph to the dispatcher's office about that special and then f would be all up with us."
 That's right; go ahead"
 ''Well, don't let that revolver go off
 ''It never goes off till I tell it to and then it's sure death. As long as you act square it won't go of"
 The telegrapher went to a drawer and took out piece of wire and to one end attached a pair of scissors. The other end he connected with the big wire from Bloomville. He fused around the switchboard and then took a pail of water and said: Look out for your feet. must damp down the floor, so that there will be no dust to interfere with the instruments.
 "Water won't hurt any thing out side of me- said the man: 'rd hate to try it inside, though"
 Having wet the floor the operator sat down to his table again. ''Klick-a- lick" went the instrument. Next in 5tant there was a blinding flash of greenish light in the room. The man started to his feet.
 Thunder" he cried, "what's that?''
 ''You struck it the first time Thur Ter somewhere"
 ''I'm afraid it will interfere with us. But 1 can fix it. Hand me that screw 1river, quick"
 The screwdriver was handed, but all he time the pistol covered him. The visitor was not man to be taken off lis guard. Warner worked with the ,crewdriver moment and then said, "Gimme them scissors. Hurry lp."
 The outlaw reached for the scissors, md the next instant, with yell, he ,prang toward the ceiling and fell in heap on the floor.
 Throw up your hands, you villain," cried Warner, pointing his own pistol It him.
 The whole gang were induced to re- urn to Bloomville with the sheriff