The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-10-27
Gle thinks I don't see

dark. deserted outskirts OF the CITY,
| and the Daymaster, who drove down in
little light buggy, always brought a
second man and a revolver with him,
! to guard against highwaymen. The
| works were generally we'll watched
| within. What adverse fate was it that
had cmptied the Office building TO-
night?
What should I do? If there was one
man already up stairs, of course there
| was another one somewhere-perhaps
| two or three others.
rose. humming a careless song. put
| ting into it. I am sure, most artistic
| tremolo without the slightest effort.
81 think Ill finish my tabuiating on
the other machine" I called out to
Kate, and whipped the cove off a
long carriage typewriter that stood by
me. Inserting for FORMS sake a long
sheet of paper, with trembling fingers
1 raped out:
Il understand. Can you tel if an
other one comes; up?'
Yes; see the Stairway answered
Kate. mo one in sight,
lis it too dark to see the road from
your window? Could you scream out
and warn the men as they come down
the hill?'
Cant see the HILL" answered the
chattering typewriter. Don't CARE
move. Think he has me covered with
revolver"
In spite OF my fright could but mar
vel at Kate'S admirable conposure.
She sat tapping away ut her machine,
paus!ng now and then with little pIZ-
zled frown. with pretenSe OF decl-
phering the notes in her book.
thought fast. Could write a note
and toss it down to those two silent
sisters below? It was too dark. They
would take it for a mere waste scrap of
paper, and I dared not call out.
Another man." licked the machine,
monotonously. Gle has stopped on the
landing in dark corner. Not coming
up"
"Shall call from my WINDOW :: sald
the long carriage machine.
"No. no." answered the other. "Wait
till we hear the wheels, at least"
"Don't you move, whatever you do"
I said. "I'll try to call from the toilet
room window. Some one may see me-"
rose, and still humming my care
less song. walked across into the safe
little inner room and flung the window
up. Outside all was silence and dark
ness. If only a workman would stroll
within that Illuminating band Of light
that the lamp threw!
At that moment I heard tie light
rumble of wheels. A wild impulse
seized me to fly back to the outer office,
fling up the window and warn the un-
suspecting payrlastec. Then 1 caught
sight of the whistle rope. In an in
slant I sprang to it-well out Of sight
of the crouching intruders-and blew
for dear life, over and over, the six
short blasts of the "hurry-up'' call.
Crisp and clear it shrieked, in what
Kate used to speak of afterward as
"angel tones" Gall hands double quick
to the engineers Officer
They poured in from every quarter.
I heard the crunch Of many feet upon
the gravel. Never was more welcome
sound. Safe now from fear of detec-
ton. re-entered the toilet room,
closed the door behind me, flung up
the window, and called out to the Won
dering crowd below:
"Two men are up here with pistols,
waiting to waylay the paymaster"'
heard the calls, the sudden shifting
of pressure; saw the throng pour in
below: knew they would not come up
stairs unarmed, and I flew back to see
what had befallen Kate.
But too bewildered to connect the
alarming shrek Of the whistle on the
roof with the girl who still sat evokirg
meaningless words from her faithful
machine, two men darted by her and
jumped out Of the laboratory windows
to the yard below.
One fell heavily and was picked up
unconscious. 4 revolver lay beside
him. The other man never was cap
tured, although the hue and cry was
hot after him. 1t was found that he
boarded a car at the nearest point, and
after that all trace was lost.
Kate and 1 were regarded as great
heroines. and Mr.. Storer was never
tired OF joking us on our burglar
alarms and pretending to poke fun at
us. But we heard from many quarters
that he felt very proud Of his assist
ants.
We still cherish. each Of US, a sheet
of paper covered with typewriter
characters that seem destitute of all
sense. but we read between the lines
and they mean a great deal to US
Youths Companion.