The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1907-12-20

which / couldn't believe, but / guess
| they're true. Judges don't disobey the
orders of their courts of appeal unless
there is power back of them"
They proceeded TO the attorneys Of
| fee. but had not been there long be-
fore Slapjack Slmms burst in upon
J them.
Hell TO payw he painted. "McNa-
nsra's taking your dust out OF the
bank"
whats that" they cried.
81 goes into the bank Just now for
an assay on some quartz samples. The
assayer is busy, and walk back into
his room. and while I'm there in trots
Mcnamara in hurry. He don't see
me, as I'm inside the private Office.
and / overhear him tell them to get
his dust out of the vault quick"
We've got to stop that" said Glen
lister. IF he takes ours, he'll take the
Swedes', too. Simms, you run up to
the Pioneer company and tell them
about it. If he gets that gold out Of
there, nobody knows what'll become
of it. Come on, BILL
He snatched his hat and ran out of
the room, followed by the others. That
the loose jointed Slapjack did his work
with expedition was evidenced by the
fact that the Swedes were close upon
their heels as the two entered the bank.
Others had followed, sensing some
thing unusual, and the space within
the doors filed rapidly. At the dis
turbance the clerks suspended their
work, the barred doors of the safe de-
post vault changed to, and the cashier
laid hand upon the navy Colts at his
elbow. :'What's the matter?' he cried.
1--WE want Alec Mcnamara" said
Glenister.
The manager of the bank appeared,
and Glenister spoke to him through
the heavy wire netting.
as Mcnamara in thereT
No one had ever known Morehouse
to lie "Yes, sir" He spoke hesitat-
ingly, i'm voice full of the slow music
of Virginia. "IIe is in here. What of
it?"
1--WE hear he's trying to move that
dust of ours, and we won't stand for
it. Tell him to come out and not hide
in there like dog"
At these words the politician appear
ed beside the southerner, and the two
conversed softly an instant, while the
Impotence of the crowd grew TO
anger Some one cried:
Lets go in and drag him out" and
the rumble at this was not pleasant.
Morehouse raised his hand.
Gentlemen, Mr.. Mcnamara says he
doesn't intend to, take any Of the gold
away"
"Then he's taken it already"
mo, he hasn't"
The receivers course had been
quickly chosen at the interruption. 1t
was not wise to anger these men too
much. Although he had planned to
. get the money into his own possession,
he now thought it best to leave it here
for the present He could come back
at any time when they were off guard
and get it. Beyond the door against
which he stood lay 100000 weighed,
sacked, scaled and ready to move out
of the custody of this Virginlan whose
confidence he had tried so fruitless;y
to gain.
As Mcnamara looked into the angry
grating he felt that the game was
growing close, and his blood tingled at
the thought. He had not planned on a
resistance so strong and swift, but he
would meet it. He knew that they
hungered for his destruction and that
Glenister was their leader. He saw
further that the mans hatred now
stared at him openly for the first time.
He knew that back of it was some
thing more than love for the dull
metal over which they wrangled, and
then q thought came to him.
"Some of your work. eh, GlenisterT'
he Knocked. Were you afraid to come
alone, on did you wait till you saw
me with g lady?"
At the same instant he opened door
behind him, revealing Helen Chester.
You'd better not walk out with me,
Miss Chester. This man might-well,
you're safer here, you know. You'll
pardon me for leaving you" He hoped
he could incite the young man to some
rash act or word in the presence of
the girl and counted on the consplcu-
Gus heroism of his own position, fac
Ing the mob single handed. one against
fifty.
"Come out" said his enemy hoarse-
", upon whom Tie insult ana the sight
Of the girl in the receivers company
had acted powerfully.
"Of course I'll come out but | don't
want this young lady 10 suffer any vlo-
lence from your friends" said McNa-
mara. IL am not armed. but have
the right to leave here unmolested--
the right of an American citizen"
With that he raised his arms above
his head. "Out OF my way" he cried.
Morehouse opened the gate, and Nc
Namara strobe through the mob
1t is a peculiar thing that, although
nnder fury of passion, O man may fire
even upon the back OF defenseless
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