Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1900-09-19
Madae and her cantor,

own danger, DuC Ut the perllS nen0chS
those more dear to him than life itself.
There was no telling to what lengths
the villains would proceed If once they
became convinced that their plans had
miscarried, and what was one man
against SO many!
So IN order to staye off tbs evil mo-
ment Draper profesSed to believe that
the delay was not unreasonable and
expressed 1t as his firm conviction that
Filley and the money would turn up
before morning. Yet in his own mind
he feared that something had gone
wrong. But he threw out mental an
Choir to windward in nourishing the Sc
cret hope that young Ives had been
successful in getting clear and that he
would bring help of some sort. So it
will be seen that on Chester Ives he
really pinned his faith and not unjust
ly, as the sequel proved.
Reuben Filley and his guards rode all
Sunday night, and dayDreak on Mon
day found them on the outskirts of
Denver. Here they put up at road
side saloon, where a team was hired to
take Filley to the city and to which
place he was to return with the mon
ey. He went straight to the bank and
presented the draft as soon as the
doors were opened, secured the cash
and carefully disposed the wad of bills
in his inside pocket. Then he drove
around to u livery stable, where he put
up the horse and buggy, saying he
would call for them again in the after
noon. Next he turned his steps to the
Union depot, bought a ticket for San
Francisco and boarded the first west
bound train.
These treacherous moves were the
result of some serious cogitations dur
ing his midnight ride. It was clear
that he stood no chance to win Miss
Granniss. 1t was also more than prob
able that his forgeries could not now
be concealed, thanks to this crazy
| western trip. If John Draper got wind
of these, then he, Reuben X. Filley
| was ruined rogue, and he could never
show his face in New York again. With
| $4,000 In cold cash he could start
afresh in another COMPREHENSIVE
for instance. He would disappear, and
people could put any construction
thereon that they liked. Most proba
bly, the two robbers would be blamed
| for it.
Weighing these pros and cons, the
scoundrel felt no compunctions ovel
the black treachery to the ladies and tt
Draper. His sole concern was to Sc
cure his own skin and feather his OWL
nest ut one and the same time. But
not until his fingers closed on the mon
ey in front of the bank window was
his mind fully made up.
The two members Of the gang lay II
seclusion all that Monday. By noon
time at furthest they calculated tina,
Fllley should have returned. But hi
came not. Still they fingered, alter
nately drinlsing and sleeping the after
noon hours away. Night came ant
with it the certainty that something
had miscarried or that they were
duped.
With black rage In their hearts they
ordered their horses and as soon a!
darkness fell took the trail on the ne
turn to Bone gulch from their bootlesI
errand. All that night they rode. DawI
was just breaking when they approach
ed the vicinity of the robbers retreat
ALL unconscious Of danger, they wer'
riding carelessly, their horses perforc,
proceeding ut a walk. when out of tn,
gloom ahead came the sharp challenge
Halt! Who goes there?" accompa
MED by the rattle of carbines.
"Who the blank are your" was thu
defiant response, and this betrayed
them, to which came the quick retort:
"Throw up your hands or you're deaf
men! emphasized by series Of omi
nous clicks-sounds too we'll known b.
the marauders to need any repetition
Letting fall the reins on their horses
heads, they elevated their hands on ,
level with their ears and in this pos
ture made out squad Of dismountet
cavalrymen drawn up across the trail.
"Dismount!" came the command
from Lieutenant Crosby, and. covered
by the weapons Of the troop, the crest
fallen villains slid out of their saddles
|
as best they could, whereupon the.
were speedily searched. their pistol
confiscated and their arms secured.
plnioned.
Games up, boys!" was the ironlca
salutatlon of the lieutenant.
"Well, you needn't be so blamed chip
per about it," growled Leather Jack
"Tain't our fault. Jim just bit OF
more'n he cud chew, that's ALI"
"See what comes O. trustin tender
foot" remarked Bill Root, expectorat
ing savagely.
Lieutenant Crosby stood by, regard
ing their dismay and disgust with grin
amusement.
81 suppose you know what you'v
not to axnactY ha INQUIRED drxly
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