Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-08-08

He pictcd mp the tru1lcheon ana hroug1t
IL dorm on Jockys hurd sam.
that apparently endured unnumbered
minutes. the constable weakly rolled
himself free from the bulky form of
his would he slayer and sat up.
He inflated his lungs vigorously. Then
he managed to gasp
THANK you. You've saved my lfc"'
He pressed his ribs with both DIS
and gingcrly felt his throat. He ,od
up. Ills lamp was still alight but a
quantity Of oil had run over his tunic
and trousers.
by Jove. boy, you are q brick he
said. and his voice was under control
again
Philip answered not a word. His
Of Jocky. The policeman understood
his fear and laughed
Don't you worry about him. He'll
do Il stretch all right. I would have
given him n harder one than that if I
got swing ut him
Ills words were quickly justified.
The fallen man growled uninteligibly
and moved. With 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 nnensily.
"You knocked him silly" grinned the
policeman. "but he will get his wits
back in minute or two. Can you
bring him 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 rehcc-
ton that the least said Of his connec-
| ton with the case the better.
He filled small tin cup at the soul
| the capture. The constable was gen.
| tly shaking his prize and addressing
him by name.
"Jocky! Jockv Mason. Pull your
self together. This way for the Old
Bailey
"1f you please" said Philip, 81 would
he 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-
cont was that of the men of the Uni
versity mission. And how many boys
OF his age would have struck SO
Straigh: and truly at Il critical mo.
ment7
well. don't you see, that will be
rather difficult" was the answer ut
was you who told me where he was,
and the man himself knows that with
out somebody's help could not have
| arrested him There is no need to
nlnce matters. | 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 un-
derstood. A food of oaths began to
meander thickly from his mouth.
That's better" said the constable en-
couragingly "Now. up you get! It's
no use, Jocky. won't let you kick me
You must either go quietly or 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.
800 gev me that crack on the nutT
he asked.
"The roof dropped" was the ocular
reply,
Not It. 'ad yer dahn, sailor. 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 I'M hurt you &c
think just now. Come on
But the ex-convict became sensible
of the unwonted light in the deserted
house and slowly turned his head un
til his glance rested on Philip.
why" he roared, with an impreca
ton, that's the bloomin' kid 90 found
the dl-monds. seed i'm a-countin' OF
'em. White stones, the paper said, an
| hits ~ iron ton A trunk full OF 'em
r. as one In is pocket as big as ar
egg"
The policeman laughed. So did Phil
Up, shrilly. with ready acceptance of thu
cue.
"Come along, Jocky. You're WOO
gathering, I'll get you pint OF coffee
at the station Just to show there's nc