The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-15
THE MINNEAPOLIS JOURNAL SUMMER FICTION sUppLEmENr

at hand muled sound of galoping hoofs
Then voice in wild excitement:
Mount quick, captain! The agents skipped. The
major bring the troop to him at gallop
At the gallop they went, straight for Pcacho hear
ing they swung into saddle the popping of
volvers amid the rush of escaping steam far down the
track to the southeast There at Picacho sat Trooper
Lawson in front of the station.
This way, captain he cried. "The major fol-
low the Rincon road
they did, painting punging
thenn-the pent-up vim and grit
and love of fight in a rushing column of fours. A
mile down the track they passed trooper, dismounted
and with him the dim form of woman but, stop
ping they rushed on Two miles and they upon the
heavy Pullmans and day coaches their in
panic their train hands clustering about Blake shouting
Come on, said Blake, and again on they went over
the desert now, swung the east, and
there full three miles out of Picacho stood the kissing
engine, with the postal and the clerks Of
the former penned in their box the in the lat
dead in tracks, filled with smoke and frag
ments. Another messenger lay moaning alongside The
fireman craw1ed bleeding from his tender The engineer
stunned and senseless dragged from the cab. No
time to attend to them now!
"They got warning you coming walled the
fireman Some fellow galloped out just as they blew up
the safe They've lit out for Rincon eight of 'em!"
I'VE could do it," cried the major. 1--WE could head
engine?"
Far towards the rear of the halted, painting column
voice uplifted. 81 SIR, and in moment dim
form rode into the CLEAN of the trainmans lamp 1t was
Gallagher ..a
a in the cars, quick! Then find the road
Driveem ahead of to the Chrstobal and watch out
there. Now, then, Gallagher let her go!'
"Heavens!" said old Donnelly afterwards, "but that
a I'd the like of before! Gallagher, he
leaped tho he'd handled anything
else in his life. There the meejor and and him
in cab Crabb the frin' for the
train knocked out-small Wonderland the
meejor Shall we have wan in as knows the
road? And Gallagher, he says, wild snap to his jaws
NO need, know rail of it, And we leaped
and rushed and tore thru the night like casron comet
a-vomitin live Goals, wild them two crammed wild
throopers a bounding behind and wan thing I'll never
Gallaghers askn the meejor how he to
believe the train two hours behind Sure he told
Picacho, him that away, an the
her laughed like hyena. tits like him. said he.
faint first time Curly Cronins' a
that wasn't his Heavens go wild him!' and he
another notch and yelled Crabb COAL
You'll get medal for this nights work. Gallagher if
get that gang he in cahoots wd, the major.
you'll the all right yelled Gallagher back
But the medarI do me no good What 7 want is-Wel
give minute alone wild him, that's all the pay
ask, an the look in his face made shiver boys,
he shuk from radn' that letther'
the brilliant stars not two hours later, Blake
had his men in ambush on both sides of the ravne lead
to the bridge at the and here the
captain briefly told the storyof the plot far
known to him letter had come to the commanding Of
fcer at Fort C1rant-anonymous but in womans hand
saying that the night express was to be held by
Hendricks's gang and near Picacho Word was sent at
Blake in the field to effect their
Signals would be shown Rincon their
nens ascertained but not until nearly 10 that
night found that, two at time and by diff
ferent routes, they had all left their haunts Never
dreaming operator Picacho could league
the gang Blake had ridden into the station, and his
questions had at once aroused the suspicious of the
agent To gain time and throw Blake off the SCENT he
the train to be two hours late. Then, when
Blake back to his the agent accompanied by
wife, stole thru the night give warning and
presumably gather his spols
federates somewhere they knew rich haul could be
expected. had weakened under the blows and
curse of and overtaken. It she who
the warming for tho she had known her husband
brute, never until that month had she believed
him william.
And Blake's men were not more than cooked and
o'clock their straining
caught sound of swift hoofbeats and the lash OF
"qurts' the rocky road thru the Two minutes
the dim calvalcade gathering down. anC
voice Numbered thru the darkness the order
Halt! Dismount! Throw your hands!'
turned to flee, and slap into Dams
pursuing Two fools showed fight and dropped
sku-cracked from the dubbed carbnes. One man,
pack mule, whipped out his and exchanged furious
Shots could be checked with raging trooper
hurled himself his he dragged hin
down. apart Curly Jake" the Adonis O.
Arizona gasping and his assaiant, will
ashen face carried down to the express Rob
in the hands of the troop, but Let
lightning