The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-06-18


ties which 90 10 form these varieties OF
genus homo are strangely alike.
lie gazed at them as in a trance. but
relief came when he heard them breath
ing stertorouSly. At last. after a pause
that apparently endured unnumbered
minutes, the constable weakly rolled
himself free from the bulky form of
his would be slayer and sat up.
He inflated his lungs vigorously. Then
he managed TO gasp:
| Thank you, You've saved nv Hferp
He pressed his ribs with both hands
and gingerly felt his throat. He stood
up His lamp was still anght. but
quantity Of oil had run over his tunic
and trousers.
by Jove. boy. you are a brick" he
said, and his voice was under control
again
Philip answered not a word. His
eyes were glued on the PROSTATE form
1 of Jocky. The policeman understood
his fear and laughed.
Don't You worry about him. He'll
! do stretch all right. l would have
given him a harder one than that If l
/ got a swing at him"
His words We're quickly justified.
The fallen man growled unintelligibly
and moved. With a rapidity born of
| much practice the officer handcuffed
! him. There must have been some
sense Of familiarity in the touch of the
steel bracelets, for the recipient of this
delicate attention stirred uneasily.
"You knocked him silly" grinned the
policeman, but he will get his wits
back in a minute or two Can you
bring him a drink OF water? 1t won't
do me any harm either"
Philip hurried away to comply with
| this request. His mind was relieved
now and with the backward swing of
the mental pendulum came the refec-
ton that the least said of his connec-
ton with the case the better
Ee filled small tin cup at the soul
lery tap and ran with 1t to the scene Of
the capture. The constable was gen.
tly shaking his prize and addressing
him by name
"Jocky! Jocky Mason! Pull your
self together This way for the Old
Baileyr'
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be very greatly obliged were my name
not mentioned at all with reference to
this affair."
The policeman. whose senses were
normal again, was instantly impressed
by the boys grand manner His ac-
cent was that of the men of the Uni
yersity mission. And how many boys
Of his age would have struck so
straight and truly at Il critical mo-
ment?
well, don't you see. that will be
rather difficult" was the answer. 1T
was you who told me where he was,
and the man himself knows that with
out somebody's help I could not have
arrested him. There is no need to
mince matters. I have you to thank
for not being laid here stiff
Philip said no more. To press his re-
quest implied a powerful motive. The
stars in their courses must have con-
spired that day to supply him with
excitement.
Mason eagerly gulped the water held
to his lips. Then he tried to raise his
right hand to his head All! He I'M
meander thickly from his mouth.
That's better" said the constable en-
couragingly. Now. up you get! It's
no use, Jocky 1 won't let you kick me.
You must either go quietly or l will
drag you to the street over the stones,
and that will hurt"
The man glared duly at his captor
With the apathy of his class. he knew
when he was beaten and became sub
missive in demeanor. Philip, holding
his candle aloft, marveled at his own
temerity in hitting this giant, oxlike In
size and strength.
Mason wabbled his head and craned
his neck awkwardly.
100 gev me that crack on the nut?''
be asked.
THE roof dropped" was the jocular
reply.
mot it. I lad yer dahn, sailor. I was
on yer afore We could use yer stick. Ye
was fairly bested until somebody ahted
me wiz welt on the skylight."
"Never mind, Jocky. It'll hurt you to
think just now. Come on"
But the ex-convict became sensible
Of the unwonted light in the deserted
house and slowly turned his head I'M
til his glance rested on Philip.
why" he roared, with an impreca-
ton, that's the bloomin' kid 90 found
the di-monds l seed i'm a-countin' of
'em. White stones, the paper said, an
bits Of iron, too. A trunk full of EN-
e as one in is pocket as big as an
egg"
The policeman laughed So did Phil
ip, shrilly, with ready acceptance of the
cue
"COme along, Jocky. You're wool
gathering. I'll get you pint of coffee
at the station just to show there's no
malice" said the constable.
The water was too strong for him."
put in Philip.
The ex-convict began to protest, but
he wasted words in swearing The