Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-10-24

! Second street. Floundcring through al
leys and over garbage heaps, by cir
cuitous routes they reached the bridge,
whore IN the swift stream beneath they
saw the lights from Macs tug.
Steam was mp. and when the captain
had let them aboard Dextry gave him
instructions, TO which he nodded ac-
quicsccncc. they babe the lawyer
ndicu. aud the little craft slipped its
mornings, danced down the current,
across the bar and was swallowed up
in the darkness to seward.
an put out Wheaton's light SO
they'll think he's gone to bed"
yes, and at daylight I'll take your
place in McNamara's loft" said Glen
lister. There will he doings tomorrow
when they don't find him"
They returned by the way they had
come 70 the lawyers room, extingulsh-
ed his light, went to their own cabin
and to bed. At dawn Glenister arose
and sought his place above McNa-
mara's office.
To lie stretched at length on n sin
! gle plank with eye glued TO n crack Is
not comfortable position. and the
watcher thought the hours of the next
day would never end. AS they drag
ged wcarily past his bones began to
ache beyond endurance, yet owing to
the flinsy structure of the building he
/ dared not move while the room below
was tenanted. In fact, he would not
have stirred had he dared, so intense
was his interest In the scenes being
enacted beneath him.
First had come the marshal, who re-
ported his failure to find Wheaton.
"fIc left hls room some time last
night Ny men followed him in and
saw light In his window until
o'clock this morning. At o'clock we
broke in. and he was gone"
"Ifn must have got wind of our plan.
! Send deputies aboard the Santa Maria
! Search her from keel to topmast, and
have them watch the beach close or
! he'll put off IN small boat. You look
over the passengers that go abonrd
! Yourself Don't trust any Of your men
/ for that. because he may try to slip
| through Disguised He's liable to make
/ up like Il woman. You understand
there's only one ship in port, and-he
mustn't got away"
"He won't" said Voorhees,. with con-
viction aud the listener overhead
| smiled grinly to himself, for Mt that
moment, twenty miles offshore. lay
Macs little tug, hove to in the track of
the outgoing steamship, and In her tiny
| cabin sat Bill Wheaton eating break
fast
As the morning wore by with no
news of the lawyer, MoNamara's TN
ensiness grew. At noon tho marshal
! returned with report that the pas
scngerS were AL aboard and the ship
about to clear.
by heavens. He's slipped through
YOU" stormcd the politician
NO he hasn't. lie may be hidden
aboard somewhere among the coal
bunkers. hut think he's still ashore
and aiming to make Il quick run lust
before she sails. lie hasn't left the
beach since daylight, that's sure. I'm
going ont to the ship now with four
men and search her again. II we don't
bring him Off. you can bet he's lying
out somewhere In town. and we'll get
him later I've stationed men along
the shora for two niles"
II won't have him get away. If he
snouiu reach FRISCO 1eil your men
III give S"oO TO the one That hnus
him"
Ihrce hours iarsr voorhees, returned.
Hh' SaN"d without nm.
Tho politician cursed. Il don't be-
liere it. He ;richcd you. l know lie
niu'
E!ehlSte' GrInned into a half eaten
f"luNN'' '"eH llFh'u upon ms pack
una II 'l'N' on me plank. ldentlfyinS
~" "iE"N'fS h'loW ~ theF voices,
i'' h'l" HIS post All DAY Later IN
! l'' evening" II" near. SiruNe enter
ne H1'i' H"i be"h drinking.
>" ~ got away en- he began. Il
was aifAll ne WORLD. smart fellow,
Ni"i N"'"''h.
ne "!u' %'t away said McNa-
u"''' HE'S III Town YET. Just let me
H'i" ANA III Jlll on some excuse. III
h"id MN TN snow tinS. "truve sank
/ il'o 'ha'r ana lii n cigarette with
"aVeffn% haNd.
ms h"i' 81 game amt It,
MIC: - you pos" we II win"
Inc man overhead pricKed up his
ears
NlnF Ar"n we winning? What