The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1907-05-14

though"
As Judith looked toward the garage
she saw the stranger come to the door
after evidently having inspected the I'M
terror. Then he disappeared again. It
flashed across her mind that he was
after the big new auto. and. gun in
hand, she made a run for 1t. The big
entrance doors of the brick building
were closed, but the side door stood
open. In a minute she had reached 1t,
slammed IT shut and turned the key.
Rallies was a prisoner at last. There
was skyiight to the building, but no
windows. The prisoner was as safe as
II IN a village lookup. \ few seconds
after the door was shut he began kick
Ing on the other side. His voice was
also raised in protest. but was needed
not The gardener and the servant
girls came on the run. and the gardener
took the gun from Judith, squared OF
at the door and called out:
Now, then It's Tim o'Grady you've
got to do with instead OF the tenderest
hearted and best looking young lady
In all America. and the sooner you un-
derstand that I'm thlrsting for your
blood the better 1t win be for the both
|, pf us"
Il say there's mistaken came In
faint tones through the heavy door.
You bet your life there Isl" replied
Tim. You diIn't think there was n
man around the place who has shot
seven different robbers in his time and
cut down no end OF thieves in their
tprond days. You may be a desperate
man, but I'll have you know that Tim
othy o'Grady is desperater."
Gould we have made a mistaken"
asked Miss Judith as she caught the
prisoners tones. He sounds ike q
gentleman"
Sever a mistake. young lady" re-
piled the gardener as he marched to
and fro before the door. Its the gen.
tlemanly Ratties we've got inside, ana
it's Ratfies who'll stay there I'LL the
boy can find and bring Constable Drew
and forty other men to take him out
and send him to prison for life. Away
with you, Teddy. l knew that sonic
thing was going 10 happen when ! got
up this morning feeling like hero"
Judith aud the servant girls with
drew. and the boy hastened In search
Of help. while the gardener paced up
and down and halted ut Intervals to
assure the prisoner that the slightest
move to regain his liberty would re-
suit in sudden death. For time
Rallies seemed DESTROYS of maintain
ing conversation and forcing ex-
plantations, but he was discouraged so
often and with such bIoodthirstlness
that lie finally gave 1t up.
An hour later. by means OF the
telephone, two bicyciists and an auto.
Teddy managed to get into communi-
cation with Constable Drew. At .
O'Clock that official appeared, accom-
panied by crowd of men and boys
and dogs to the number of forty. Most
Of the men were armed, the dogs ready
to bite and the boys to yell. Miss Ju-
dith stood under a tree and told her
story. and when 1t was finished the
constable looked about on the crowd
and said:
IF this hain't clew, then my ten
years as constable goes for nothing.
want You all to take notice that it
was my stopping here and giving the
gal p'inters that has resulted in the
capture of the desperatest and das-
hardest criminal in the annals OF
crime
Then the crowd moved on the ga
rage. RafIies had been very quiet for
the last half hour. There was a ten
minute discussion as to whether holes
should be cut in the door and the pris-
oner shot down without mercy or
whether he should be given a chance
to surrender and go to state prison for
life. 1t was the pleading Of Miss Ju-
dith that decided the constable in IA
yor Of the latter course.
The question had just been decided
when Widow Long, her son and two
sisters arrived from the city, and Fred
proceeded to take charge. Under his
directions, with the constable a good
second and the gardener a shaky third.
the force was formed in a crescent
and the garage door thrown open.
Resistance 10 the law means DEATH"
shouted the leader as he stepped back
and made ready with his shotgun.
There was no resistance. Out from
the sweat box in which he had been
imprisoned for hours came a demure
and perspiring young man Of eight
and twenty After one long look at
him Fred Lang threw mn His hands