Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1898-06-02
AClEW BY WIRE
Or, An Interrupted Current.
BY HOWARD M. Y0ST.
Copyright. 1896. by j. B. Lippincott Co.
CHAPTER XV.-CoNTINUED.


The conversation which Sonntag and
myself had noted this morning in our
endeavor to solve the mystery of the
voices in my bedroom and up in the
attic seemed of the greatest signifi-
canoe. Some property was to be re-
moved this very night, and if the ref
erence was to anything hidden in the
cellar the removal might take place
while l was absent on my present err
rand.
The thought caused me to urge for
ward the horse to his greatest speed
and very soon | drew near the station.
Stopping a short distance away, | tied
the horse to the fence, and then eau
tiously approached, being careful to
keep in the shadows as much as pos
sible.
The station was standing out bold
end distinct in the bright moonlight
There was not a sign of a human be-
ing anywhere around. The signal light
in front of the place cast sickly glow
against the windows, in contrast to the
white moonlight.
With pistol ready for immediate use
an my hand, ] ran swiftly forward and
seaped upon the platform. The door of
the station-house was locked, as were
also the windows. BY the CLEAN of the
station light 1 could see the telegraph
instrument inside
The bank in which / had been en-
ployed was equipped with private tel
egraph wire. In the gradual climb to
the tellership | had at one time held
the position of stenographer and teleg-
rarher. How thankful | was now for
the long hard study and practice gone
through to fit myself for that position!
had not forgotten how to send or re-
ceive message.
With the butt end of the pistol pane
of glass was smashed, and reaching in
through the opening, l undid the lock,
and in another moment was inside.
My fingers trembled with excitement,
as l threw the switch which connected
the instrument with the circuit, and
then handled the key.
/ did not know the call for Phila-
delphia, SO clicked the abbreyiation
''Phil" few times, and was delighted
in receiving a quick response.
"Operator-Keep this dead secret,
and have delivered quick" / wired.
The answer came back: 80. K. Go
ahead"
"Benj. F. Perry, 1850 Ridgeield Ave-,
Phila., Pa: Come quick to Sidingon
on j. 6, NJ. division Mid-Trunk Ry. Get
special train; bring detectives. Re-
covcry of stolen funds and arrest of
thieves in question. Do not fail. Am
all alone. Nelson Conway"
1 followed this up by another re-
quest to have it delivered immediate
ly, to which the short but gratifying
response came: You bet. Good
luck!"
The operator evidently comprehenoed
the full meaning of my dispatch. In
deed anyone who had resided in Phila-
delphia at the time of the robbery, read
ing that message, would know it's mean
ing.
The short term expressing good will,
received in answer to my request to
rush, coming from one | had probably
never seen, encouraged me greatly.
Then, too, knowing Mr.. Perry's en-
ergetic nature, | was confident that
gentleman would be up and doing i'm
mediately upon the receipt of my dis
patch. A man of his standing would
have no difficulty in procuring a special
rain, and, allowing the time necessary
to obtain the officers of the law, in two
or three hours l could expect Mr..
Perry's arrival
I could not repress a smile as I pic
tured to myself the president of the
Safety Security company riding, not
In the coach, but on the engine to which
1T was attached, and urging the en-
Igineer to greater speed. 1t was GER
tain in my mind that that special would
travel as fast as steam could drive the
wheels.
A feeling of satisfaction came over
me at having taken decisive step, and
my spirits rose in accordance. The
numbness and dazed condition of my
faculties had passed away, and l felt
that to rely on ones own exertions was
the better way, after all.
Leaving the station, | went back tC
any horse, mounted, and started up the
long hill. Arrived at the top, | again
dismounted in front of Sarah's house
and, going in the front door, raped
long and loud. In answer to nv sum
mons voice called from an upstair
window:
Sarah, is that you?" L asked, step
ping from the shadow of the porch into
the moonlight.
"Acn Gott, Mel, vat is it?' the gooc
woman exclaimed, fear and excitemen
at beholding me at this late hour caus
ing er VOICE to tremble.