Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-06-15

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cost of much consideration.
They're robbing us with our own
soldiers" said Wheaton, when they
We're outside.
"Ay," said Glenister. darkly. We've
tried the law, but they're forcing us
back to first principles. There's going
to be murder here"
CHAPTER XII.
Glenister had said the Judge would
not dare to disobey the mandates Of
the Circuit Court of Appeals, but he
was wrong. Application was made
for orders directing the enforcement
Of the writs-steps which would have
restored possession of the Midas to
its owners as well as possession Of
the treasure in banlt--but Stillman re-
fused to grant them.
Wheaton called a meeting of the
Swedes and their attorneys, advising
a junction OF forces DeXtry. who had
returned from the mountains, Was
present When they had finished their
discussion, he said:
ut seems like can always fight bet
ter when know what the other fel.
ler's game Is. I'm going to spy on that
outfit"
We've had detectives at work for
weeks" said the lawyer for the Scan
dinavians; "but they can't find out
anything we don't know already"
Dextry said no more, but that night
found him busted in the building ad-
Joining the one wherein MCNAMARA
had his Office. He had rented back
room on the top floor, and with the
help of his partner sawed through the
ceiling into the loft and found his way
thence to the roof through at hatch
way. Fortunately, there was but little
space between the buildings, and, fur
thermore, ench boasted the square
fronts common In mining-camps, which
projected high enough to prevent OBJ
servation from across the way. Thus
he was enabled, without discovery,
to gain the roof adjoining and cut
through into the loft. He crept eau
tiously in through the opening, and
out upon a floor of joists sealed on the
lower side, then lit candle, and, locat.
ing McNamara's Office, cut peep-hole
SO that by lying fiat on the timbers he
could command considerable portion
of the room beneath. Here, early the
following morning, he camped with the
patince of an Indian, emerging in the
still of that night, stiff, hungry, and
atrociously cross. Meanwhile there
had been another meeting of the mine.
owners, and 1t had been decided to
send Wheaton properly armed with
affldavits and transcripts of certain
court records, back to San Francisco
on the return trip of the Santa Maria,
which had arrived in port He was
to institute proceedings for contempt
of court, and it was hoped that by
extraordinary effort he could gain
quick action.
At daybreak Dextry returned to his
post and 1t was midnight before he
crawled from his hiding-p to see
the lawyer and Glenister.
"They have had a spy on you all
day, Wheaton," he began, eand they
know you're going out to the States.
You'll be arrested tomorrow morning
before breakfast"
Arrested! What for?'
II don't just remember what the
crime is-bigamy, or mayhem, or at
taindef of treason, or something-any-
way, they'll get you in Jail and that's
all they want. They think you're the
only lawyer that's wise enough to
cause trouble and the only one they
can't bribe."
Lord! What'll I do? They'll watch
every lighter that leaves the beach,
and if they don't catch me that way,
thayt11 eaaroh tho shin
Tive thought it all out" said the old
man, to whom obstruction acted as a
stimulant.
"Yes-but howl"
Leave 1t to me- Get your things to-
gether and be ready to duck in two
hours
81 tell you they'll search the Santa
Maria from stem to stern" protested
the lawyer, but Dextry had gone
Better do as he says His schemes
are good ones,'' recommended Glenis-
ter, and accordingly the lawyer made
preparation.
In the mean time the old prospector
had begun at the end of Front Street.
to make a systematic search of the
gambling houses. Although it was
very late they We're running noisely,
and at last he found the man he want.
ed playing BLACK Jack" the smell of
tar in his old clothes, the lit of the sea
in his boisterous laughter. Dextry
drew him aside.
Mac. there's only two things about
you that's any good-your silence and
your seamanship. Otherwise, you're a
disreppitable drunken insect
The sailor grinned.
What is it you want now? IF it's
concerning money. or business, or the
growed-up side of life, run along and
don't disturb the carousals of sailor
man. If it's a fight, femme get my
hat"
II want you to wake up your fire.
man and have steam on the tug in an
hour, then wait, for me below the
bridge. YOU'RE chartered for twenty.
four hours, and-remember, not q
word"
I'm on! Compared to me the
spinhs of Egyp' is as talkative as a
photograph.
The old man next turned his steps
to the Northern Theatre. The per-
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