The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1897-02-05

his mouth. Joe takes tho guarta
keys and hat and looks him IN.
"When Joe gets 20 tho cage where
you 60 ont be raps with hia key for
The ouiguard 10 open Che outer doors
Joo uulooka the inner door and leo
himself into tho cage. The outside
guard e just swinging open his door,
aud Joe Is turning Co lock Tho inside
door. like the guard would do. The
pinch has come; IFS too dim a light
ia the cage 10 recognize him, but ho
will now have 20 run the gauntlet OF
three gaslit Offices and half dozen
deputies loadng about.
"But don't go back alive, says
Joe, already beginning 70 sniff the
outside air. He almost wished he'd
taken Wild Willie's gun.
Gust as Butts had bfaoed himself
for surge through tho Office the un-
expected happens
'BangP goes a gun.
"It was up on the fourth tier back
in the jail. Joe forgot &c taka the
guards pistol, and he'd twisted round
until no got hold OF n and hrod IL as
II lay in his pocket
"rhoro was a big scramble Of depu-
ties in the Offices. The outside guard
tore his door wide open, and Butts,
quick as a flash, does the same With
his. And then every guard and deputy
runs through the two doors into the
jail, like rats into trap. When the
last ones in Butts locks the inside
door and walks through tho deserted
offices into the night. As he turns
away he could hear his neighbor sing
ing like his hopes OF getting out de-
ponds on 10.
Butts walked ten yards from the
Jail and turned up a stairway. 1t was
about o'clock and light still burned
in lawyers Office. There was an Of
fec boy there, tired and hall asleep.
"'Is Mr.. Mcfarland in?' asks Joe,
as he opens the door.
mcfarland was not in. The boy
said he'd gone out to draw a will for a
dying man and would be back as soon
as ever he got through. Joe knew all
about it. He knew 1t was / who had
touted the lawyer away, and had the
Office kept open for him 10 90 to cover
in. / had the lawyer AWAY on the
Goodland Hills, six miles away, where
We had Jim, the Gopher, faxed up in
bed for a dying man. The lawyer
drew the Gopher's will aud he gave
away more than a kings fortune that
night, did the Gopher.
"Our play was to hold the lawyer as
long as We could. And what with the
Gophers fainting away two or three
times and mighty near croaking, and
what with his giving away millions and
all, we kept the lawyer until midnight.
l gave him $50 for it, too, and TO this
day he don't know how he came to be
, drawing the Gopher's will that night
? He thought it was on the square. But
about Butts.
, "Ill wait until Mr.. Mcfarland
Z comes, says Joe to the kid, 4 want
to see him particular
J ''The Office was in the second story,
! and had balcony which overhung the
street. Joe takes a chair and steps out
on the balcony. Somebody might
come in and he did't care to take risks.
While he sat out there the chase after
him runs up and down beneath his
( feet.
Q "Fifteen minutes after Joe gets out
, a telegraph call rang in at the central
detective Office. 1t licked:
r "Buus just seen driving west on Detroit
IdNVn az In hFafU Her. an . I'm
"'M' HARMON, Captain Fourth Precinct
! "That was enough. Every fly cop
was chasing out Detroit street in q
, moment, going miles from the game.
q "Who worked the wire?
"Fuchs, the Fence.
"Butts still sat on the balcony. Tba
kid snored in a whisper, with his head
Z on the table. Five minutes goes by /;
ten minutes; twenty. EYerything's
getting still again with the quiet of
, 8 O'Clock.
cat last closed carriage draws up
, over across the street and stops. Butts
Z never moves, but halls the carriage
4 with his eyes. In q moment white
4 handkerchief shows with pale futter
/, at the windows. Butts gets up and
q stops back into the cfice. The kid
q looks up more'n half asleep.
> "'Tell Mr.. Mcfarland I'll see him
3 tomorrow, says Butts, and saunters
off downstairs
Il "The door of the carriage swings
p open and he steps inside. Az the car
4 riage started the arms of Wild Willie
went round his neck, and for the first
time she began to cry. Joe's arm
. goes about her, but he says nothing.
GAS they drove by the iail they hear
i Joe's neighbor singing, where Is My
Wandering Boy Tonight No matter
whore they went. I've kept my prom
:. Use and told you how Butts the Phan-
y tom beat the Sheriff. New York
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