Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-05-02

Wang, Excellency."
Wang what?"
Just Wang"
Well, Wang, you are good boy
and shall find you place to sleep
can make use of you. Hello, what's
that? Do you hear something's"
They both listened.
Yes, sir, hear the feet OF man
running, as II for his life, and hoarss
shouts in the distance"
CHAPTER xxx
Hardy ran through the large princi
pal room of the store, lighted, by a
single kerosene lamp with reflector
to the street door. This he opened and
began to shove up the iron shutter
He had not raised 1t more than two
feet when Mordecai glided through be.
meath 1t and slammed Vt down again
He was chattering with fright. Even
by that dim light Hardy could see that
the Jews face was the color OF veal
and that his eyes were dilated with
horror.
Save me! Save mel" he pleaded
hoarsely, as he fumbled at the big
key with trembling fingers, vainly try.
lH6 10 lock LlS QOOr.
"Hark!" he whispered, the Chris
Hans are after me! Do you not hear
them bowling like wolves? They will
tear me to pieces!"
And, indeed, at that moment the
sound OF savage voices could be
heard, louder and louder as they came
nearer, shrieking, barking, bowling:
Moschke! Moschke; The Jew! The
Jew!"
Mordecai sank to the floor and
threw his arms about Hardys knees
Save me, save me! and will be
yonr slave
Hardy seized the man by his should
ers, shook him roughly and pulled him
to his feet.
Get up, man." he said quietly, land
pull yourself together. will do all ]
can for you. Wang, take him away
from the door-Take him back into
the store. They may hear him here.
Yes! Yes!" chartered. Mordecai, 81
will hide. Hide me. boy, hide me!
have money. will make you RIGHT
The Scouting without had suddenly
creased. Absolute silence, more dan.
gerous and terrible than noise prevail
ed. Hardy stood listening, without a
wall and door between himself and
the Middle Ages.
He must outwit this mob, somehow,
he did not see exactly how. He hard.
" believed that it would demolisn
the store as it had the property Of
the Jews. There must be some one
among those maddened fanatics to tell
them that this was American property
to suggest possible retribution In case
they made mistake. Hardy was
glad now that he had made such pro-
gress in Russian. At least, he would
be able to understand better what was
going on and to make himself under
stood.
And still that mysterious, portent-
GUS. silence without! Could it be pos
sible that Vasili was admitting the
Russians through the back door?
Could the man be SO blind to his own
interests as that? Were they quietly
setting fire to the building?
There was sudden crash, a loud
hammering on the iron shutter. Evil
IDENTIFY the Russians had been whisper
ing together, and this sign Of mo-
mentary hesitation gave Hardy reas-
suranee.
What do you want?" he shouted
through the door.
"The Jew! The Jew!' came back
the response in roar
wait moment" he called back,
II will come out and talk with you .
Even yet he had no clear plan IN
mind, save the general idea That he
must parley with this people. 1t was
all-important to gain time, that their
passions might subside. Perhaps. if
he could get them to arguing, their
fury would wear itself out in words.
Possibly he might say something that
would deter them from further out
RACES.
CHAPTER XXX continued)
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