Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-06-08

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 but quite another to kill man. He did not want to be murderer as well as { millionaire, not knowing then the quail ties which go to form these varieties oi genus homo are strangely alike.
 He gazed at them as in trance, but relief came when he heard them breath, ing stertorously. At last, after 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 my life!'
 He pressed his ribs with both hands and gingerly felt his throat. He stood up. His lamp was still alight, but a l quantity of oil had run over his tunic and trousers.
 l By love, boy. you are brick" he said, and his voice was under control again.
 | Philip answered not a word. His eyes were glued on the prostrate form of Jocky. The policeman understood his fear and laughed. 1 Don't you worry about him. He'll do stretch all right I would have given him harder one than that if I got a swing at him." l His words were 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 minute or two. Can you bring him a drink of water? It 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 reflec- ton that the least said of bis connec- ton with the case the better.
 He filled small tin cup at the scul- 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'
 If You please" said Philip, q would be very greatly obliged were my name not mentioned at all with reference to this affair."" qse
 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 versity mission. And how many boys of his age would have struck so straight and truly at a critical mo- ment2
 Well, don't you see, that will be rather difficult" was the answer. "It 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
 
 for not being laid here stiff"
 Philip said no more. To press his re- quest implied powerful motive. The stars in their courses must have con spired that day to supply him with excitement.
 Mason eagerly gulped the wster held to his lips. Then he tried to raise his right hand to his head. An. He un- derstood. A flood 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 I win | 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.
 ''0o gev me that crack on the nutf' he asked.
 ''The roof dropped" was the jocular reply.
 "Not 1t 'ad yer dahn. sailor. was on yer afore ye could use yer stick. Ye was fairly bested until somebody ahted me wiv 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 un- til his glance rested on Philip.
 why" he roared, with an impreca ton. that's the bloomIn' kid 'oO found the almonds. seed i'm a-countin' of em. White stones. the paper said. an bits of iron. too. A trunk full of 'em. E 'as one In Is pocket as big as an egg"
 The policeman laughed. So did Phil p. shrilly. with ready acceptance of the sue
 Come along, Jocky. You're wool gathering. I'll get you pint of coffee 1t the station just to show there's 10 malice" said the constable.
 The water was too strong for him. put in Philip.
 The ex-convict began to protest, but le wasted words in swearing. The sailor grssped him by the arm and marched him down the yard. saying ver his shoulder: