Los Angeles herald., 1906-11-04

IF5SEsSsI he paused and listened He heard the
lzeezzY sound of a voice, sharp, quer1lous and
insistent. He could not catch the
words, but he could distinguish Epp's
growl in reply. Then he heard two other voices.
stern and deep-toned, and then a reply that was
unmlstakable-the report of a revolver Then
the sound of three shots fired almost smuIta-
neously; and then loud cry, and two voices
talking together in low tones.
Jordison crept softly through the conse To the
wall on his hands and knees, and pulled out his
revolver.
You cursed fooll" he heard a voice saw
you've lacked up the whole concern now Yes,
he's dead enough, but it's only the servant The
other is bound to have heard the firing and clear
ed off. Poor old Saunders! He's done for"
Stop your jaw, Williams, and get our car out
of sight Well have"
A thin tongue of fire spat out from Jordison's
revolver, and the man urched forward to the
ground. His companion turned, fred, and hit
the stone coping by Jordison's head. Before he
could fire again, two bullets were IN his body
and he reeled over onto the road.
Jordison looked sharply round to see If any
more men were concealed in the shadow under
the trees.
A large motor-car stood in the middle of the
road and three bodies lay in various attitudes on
the ground. He cast hasty glance at them
and turned his attention to Lipp. His servant
had fallen forward over the steering-wheel His
face red with blood and he was quite dead
| Jordison, remembering the hidden Jewels, strip
| ped the coat off the dead man and flung it into
the bottom of the car. Then he took his seat.
started the engines, gripped the steering-wheel
that wet with blood and pulled the lever
The car glided out of the shadow of the trees
made half-circle and moved northward along
the Roman causeway, gathering speed with every
mile it went. When it inland from the Es-
sex marshes, it was travelling at ninety miles an
| hour.
| He slipped through Essex into Hertfordshire.
and it was not till he reached the smooth slopes
| by Royston that any incident occurred. Here a
large white car dashed suddenly out of bye
road, missed his hind wheels by foot, and tore
madly after him up a long, gentle incline. To
use cooquia but expressive phrase, he cleft
it sanding" but he did not get away before its
occupants three Cambridge undergraduates, had
examined him thoroughly in the light of their
lamps Twenty-Five minutes later the white car
spun into Cambridge woke up the police and
the telegraph office, and the news began to flash
through the length and breadth of England that
William ,Jordison was tearing northward under
cover of the night.
Jordison steered course midway between
Cambridge and Bedford, and passing through st.
Neots and Kimbolton made his way westward
into Northamptonshire. On byeroad between
ketterng ana WelNngDOrOugn ne nfsG became
aware of the storm he had raised. A policeman
on bicycle suddenly flashed out of the dark
ness into the light of his lamps. The man cried
out to him to stop, flung himself off his machine
Just in time to his life, his bicycle tossed
into the air, and then vanished in the darkness
behind.
In two minutes time Jordison had reached the
next village and saw the fare of lanterns in the
street dozen burly laborers armed with axes
billhooks, and pitchforks blocked the way. He
drove full speed at them and they sprang aside
One of them was too late. There was Jolt and
a scream and an AK whizzed past Jordison's ear
He looked back and the lights clustered
round something on the ground, Then he laugh
ed He was beginning to see that motorists would
have a lively time that night
This was but the first of a series of incidents
Before he had passed through Leicestershire he
had run over two policemen, smashed dog-cart
to pieces and received five pellets from gun in
his left arm -Four revolver bullets had struck
the car and one had Clipped piece off the
steering wheel,
II was not, however, till he was on the bor-
ders of Shropshire that he encountered the rae
ing-car which was destined to play so memorable
a part in the events of that night. It came on
him suddenly at right angles, as he was running
at half speed over the join of four crossroads
To avoid collision he was forced to wrench his
car round to the left and run westward
The driver of the grey car, which was running
at full speed, ammed on his brakes and swerved
to the right to avoid collision. As It was, he
ran level with Jordisop's car for fifty yards.
There were three people in the car and they
yelled out to Jordison to stop, but before they
could recover the pace they had lost by putting
ON the brakes, he had worked his engines almost
up TO the top speed and had shot ahead of them
Jules Simon, the driver of the grey car, had
Just come from the great speed trials at Manches
ter, and in his pocket reposed the gold medal
he had wrested from some of the finest cars in
England His machine own sister to the
one Lord Harry Guy had purchased, and in the
hands Of a driver who had few equals either in
England or the Continent it had performed won
ders. With flying start it had covered the mile
in thrty-three seconds. and in a subsequent test
had been the first car in the world to run hun,
dred miles in the hour. On his way back to
London, Jules Simon had received the news
about Jordison at Whitehurch and, rousing
local gunmaker from his sleep, had purchased a
revolver and box of fifty cartridges before pro
ceeding on his way southwark. As Jordison shot
forward into the darkness two bullets sang past
him, very wide Of their mark, but an unpleasant
reminder that he might be the victim Of chance
shot from an unshilled hand.
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