The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1901-09-12
NUMBER ~.

better point of view. The wagon
was stopped, but moment after pro-
ceeded, taking circuitous route.
MARINES LOAD RIFLES.
Around the main doors was a squad
OF 10 police and detachment of Uni
ted States marines. They had just
arrived at that station and were in
command of Captain Leonard. The
marines formed in line and in a loud.
clear voice soon came the order Load
rifles" The brooches clicked and the
men held up to plain view the hard
steel as they filled the Lee Metfords
with cartridges.
The moral effect was obvious, for
the women started movement to
draw back and the tense wave of
vengeance seemed broken. Men and
women who had been dry eyed began
to cry.
The lips of soldiers and policemen
were twitching, but the heads on the
broad shoulders were motionless, as
the breath was held firm and steady.
So men look when facing a mighty
duty with a mighty heart.
GETTING A VEHICLE.
The little room where the prisoner
was contained quantity of rope of
different sizes and sorts. 1t is the
rope used for shutting off the esplen-
ade at times of drill and especial
fetes.
Rope off the south approaches to
the building, so that we can get the
wagon in here said Colonel Byrne,
referring to an automobile police
wagon.
You will never get that wagon
with him in it 40 feet away" said
Detective Ireland. I'VE must have
carriage and horses. The people can
stop an automobile better then they
can horses"
Some distance away was the car
riage in which portion of commit
tee had come TO the Temple of Music.
NCG tildG carriage over U0eFe-Of
here, never mind, | WILL" said Mr..
Stratcheard to the sergeant of the
police at the southwest door.
On the box of the carriage was d
stcckily built little Irish coachy. AS
he received his orders that it was to
be his carriage which was to take the
would-be assassin through that eager,
bloodthirsty, vengeful mob slow
smile of pleasure spread into a de-
lighted grin.
"All right" he said curtly,, and
never another word until the pris--
oner was safely behind bars.
The best plan is to jump the man
right into the carriage and get right
out of here" said Detective Ireland
Captain Damer and Colonel Byrne
quietly directed exterior movements
of the police and informed the mill
tary guards, both marines and artil-
lerymen.
NREMOVING THE PRISONER
The roped-off space was sufficient
to admit the carriage. Colonel Byrne
gave the signal Guards James and
McCauley were on each side of the
prisoner as they took him to the door.
Captain Valley led the way, with
Detectives Solomon and Geary lust
behind.
The Irish coachy whipped up his
team and dashed to the door, the
marines and artillerymen dropped
their guns until the bayonets were at
charge A policeman swung open
the carriage door, The door of the
southwestern entrance to the little
room opened, and out came the pris-
oner and his convoy. He was liter
ally hurled into the carriage by the
burly patrolmen. Secret Service Man
Foster slammed the door and the car
riage was off on a mad dash for the
triumDhal causeway and the Lincoln
Park gateway beyond.
AT the minute the carriage drew up
a wild, mad surge of people came
from all the other doors, for yell had
gone up:
Here he comes This door This
doorl'
The lines of soldiers and policemen
swayed, but held firm
AWFUL ROAR OF CROWD.
There he is, there he is f! Kill him,
kill him Hit him, hit him Aye,
aye Don't let that carriage get
away, you cowards-stop it. Kill the
bloody anarchist !" 1t was bedlam
of curses and yells from people fight
ing in closer, waving their fists, with
here and there revolver cleaning as
its bearer threw it up in the sunlight
above his head. The roar of that
crowd was a sound never to be for
gotten by any who have heard it. 1t
had the deadly, intense growl, the
wild bloodthirsty shrek and the saw :
age note that are heard only in the
voices of an angered mob.
AS the carriage moved away Cap