The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-10-01
NO. l..
a Race With Death: The undoins of
the Notorious Anarchist,
Terah Schlich.

/ guard. FefDapS they could help me 10
unraVel the mystery. ! inquired at the
officers quarters and learned that Col
onel FOrdyce was not in but Major
Clair woutd-see me. 1 had written "Pri-
vate and Important on my card, and
I the young officers face expressed some
of the surprise he no doubt felt
In as few words as possible l told
him my errand.
Il don't know what the plot is
concluded, but as Terah Schlch Is
concerned in it, / am sure u IS not
TO be despised." His face had grown
very grave as | spoke.
Colonel FordyCe and d few others
have already started for The Elnls,
he said. 1T was the merest chance
Z did not 90 with them. Professor
BOrdman asked as to come and see
very interesting experiment in wire
less biography with a balloon he was
TO make this morning. He viii IRE
a powder magazine electrically from
distant point withot contact. In time
of war it would of course be of great
advantage TO be able to explode mines
and similar contrivances through
ctheric' communication only"
Il have read something of his dis
covery," In interrupted, but we have
no time for explanations now. Some
thing must be done at once or il viii
be too late. Can you make no sugges-
ton? From which point is the danger
likely TO come? OF course your friends
INST be warned, but | am anxious that
Schlich should not escape"
Before / had finished speaking he
had started up
If there is treachery," he said. 1t
must be in connection with the ball
loon; the professor is TO be alone in
the balloon. But I do not know where
the electric station is with which he
viii be in communication. He did not
| show 1t to US; he merely mentioned
that il was ia the charge OF a friend
Then know. II cried excitedly. 1T
is at the Grey House in charge of
Terah Schlich. In what way it is TO
be managed / cannot say, but | am
convinced now thai the people he has
called together are to be killed in the
eNa!Osion
/ 1 saw that my words carried con-
yictioh. for Major Clair grew white
as death -
If that is what you think. and you
know where the electric station Is, for
Gods sake so at once and shoot THIS
Schlich down like a dog" he cried
He has only TO touch a button at
tdched to the instrument and the maya
zine VIII be blown into atoms, Co..
there is no time TO explain matters
TO anyone else. / will follow you as
soon as l can, but l must go to The
Elnls first"
l did not Wait for another word. /
had flung myself on Black Bess and
we were galloping down the road be-
fore l had recovered from my conster-
nation. Shall l ever forget that ride?
No one who has not raced with death
for the lives of men will understand
what l felt. Should | be in time? /
looked up at the brilliant sky, where
the pitiless sun beat down on my head
till l Teeied III my saddle and the
earth swan before my eyes. and
prayed, as 1 had never prayed in all
my life before, though not word
passed my lips.
l was half blind and choked with
dust, and in q dream I heard voice
so hOarse and strained that / could
not have recognized il for my own
encouraging my brave little mare, urg-
ing her on to ever greater speed, l
seemed to be rushing through the air.
objects fell away from me- before /
could realize them. Fortunately it was
a quiet country road, or there must
have been an abrupt termination TO
I such a mad ride. l was conscious OF
but one thOught-one feeling: that my
revolver was ready to my hand in my
saddle pocket and that Terah Schlich
was waiting in that little house in the
: wood TO touch the deadly button,
At last. after what seemed an eterni-
ty, though it was really an incredibly
short space of time-I reached The
Elms, flew past it. and raced on to the
! Grey House. All the time 1 had been
listening for the roar Of an explosion,
but though there was loud singing in
? my ears. which half dcafened me,
! knew the fatal moment had not yet ar
| | rived. There was still time. Quieting
my mare down a little, ! brought her
round TO the spot where / had entered
the grounds of the Grey House the first
| night, then taking my revolver in my
) hand | made my way to the building in
the wood. | staggered as l Went, half
! feeling my way, cutting my face
against the branches of the trees. bruis-
{ ing my hands. The moss deadened the
| sound of my footsteps, but / had no
fear; The fateful moment found me
: ready for anything.
= The door of the hut was aiar, and I
> pushed it open. Terah Schlich was
standing before a curious looking in
= strument. one hand half stretched out
? 10 touch it, the other holding a watch.
: AS he raised his eyes / covered him
: with my revolver. His hand went out
TO the instrument, and / fired. He
sprang towards me, reeled half way,
and fell like log TO the ground For
. | Il tnUlQelL L lSleltu Win suspended
! breath, wondering whether / had been
2 in time: but not a sound smote the hot
? still air. Then. with a murmured.
{ Thank Cod" 1 staggered outside, and
5 sank half unconscious on the grass.
There Major Clair found me, half an
3 hour later, leaning against the shed.
4 for l was beyond feeling any fear OF
! what was inside. He looked white and
2 CHASTITY, and his voice shook as he told
I me what had happened at The Elms.
{ Professor BOrdman had contrived to
) shut up his party of guests-who were
5 all men of influence and position-in the
powder magazine, where they would
, inevitably have been blown to pieces
had / been a few minutes later.
\ When Major Clair went inside the hut
/ he made q curious discovery. The man
I | I had shot down was not Schlich at ALL
2 but made up to resemble him perfectly
according to his last photograph. This
{ was done. no doubt with the object OF
- distractng attention from the real
y | Tcrah Schlich, who was none other
. than the so-called Professor BOrdman!
e Sir Edward was pleased to commend
me highly, but something was lacking
\ | i'm my satisfaction. for SchliCh made
4 good his escape in the balloon.