Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-05-19
hiding place at the very OUT

assassin's hiding place at the very OUT
set.
He is In the den of an old female
.fence'-a receiver of stolen property
and at this hour we shall find no one in
the place but the bag who is the keeper
OF the place, and our man, said Hedden,
In conclusion.
Paxton was elated.
He hurriedly provided himself with a
disguise, and when all his preparations
were completed he said to his new as
sistant:
Lead the way. I am determined to
arrest the assassin without delay. We
will go alone, as do not wish TO awaken
the suspicion of our game, which there
would be great risk of doing were we
accompanied by force.
Right. The people in the locality
into which am about to lead you are
suspicious, and most of them are in
league with the old fence, whose custom
ers they sometimes are. A force would
surely arouse suspicion. Word of our
approach would surely be passed to the
old woman before we arrived, and we
would have our trouble for our pains,
said Hedden.
Then Paxton and the latter fastened
from the office.
The night was dark and starless-well
Su4ltQ lOE MOTk Oh Secrecy OF GIllLt.
The detective well knew that he was
about TO venture where he might encoun-
ter deadly peril, and he had looked well
TO the condition of his weapons, that
there might be no possibility Of their
failing him at q moments need.
From the description which Hedden
had given him of the female fences Sc
cret guest, Paxton did not doubt that he
was really the man he had SO long una
vailingly undertaken to capture.
The detective believed that success
was now almost within his grasp.
He would hesitate at no danger now.
The house of the female fence was
soon reached.
Saul Hedden raped on the door in a
peculiar way, and after sliding a panel,
through which she saw the eX-cOnvict,
the old female admitted the detective
and his companion.
Hedden vOuched for the detective.
AS the two men entered the house OF
the female fence, they saw an interior
door close, as though at their entrance
some one had hastily retreated to an
apartment beyond the room they had
reached.
It's all right, Gamar; only Hedden
and a friend!" called out the old woman,
and thereupon the interior door opened
and man came forth.
Despite the fact that he was slightly
disguised, the detective recognized the
man whom he believed to be John Oak
burn 8 assassin.
The supreme moment for which hehad
tOiled so faithfully had come, and giving
Hedden a look, which warned him thai
the time for action had arrived, Paxton
drew his revolver and sprang forward
crying out sternly:
Up with your handsi you are my
prisoner"
But even as the detective spoke, the
stranger bounded backward through the
door, and as Paxton leveled his pistol al
his vanishing form, a young girl sud
denly appeared in the place left vacant
! on the Threshold.
At the sight of the girl who so unex,
| peetedly confronted him, Paxton reeleC
back as though he believed he beheld al
/ apparition.
The girl in the door was Marian Oak
/ burnt
! Only for a second did Paxton lose hi:
! presence of mind.
Then he dashed forward to prevent tbs
| escape of the man who had disappeared
| but Marion barred his way.
A pistol appeared in her hand, and al
| she leveled the deadly weapon full a
/ the detective, she cried in ringing tones
Halt, or fire! Back for your life!"
To BE CoNTISUED.