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"All right. Mr.. Van Cott, there
won't be any trouble, reckon"
The meeting broke up. Cheney and
Van Cott went to the express Office.
Guthrie was there.
"Sid," said Cheney, "your name is
Green for the next few days. You
leave tonight for New York with
Darrell of the st. Louis force You
will take breakfast in Toledo to-mor-
row morning. / will probably send
you a message there: follow its di-
rections implicitly. Keep your eyes
and ears open and if Darrell should at
tempt to lose you between here and
Toledo arrest him and notify me-
He's bad man in gun play. Look
out for him."
"All right, colonel, I'll be Johnny
on the Spot" Guthrie was always
laconic.
At $3.50 that night Darrell and
Guthrie left over the Wabash for
New York via Toledo. Cheney had
one of his St. Louis men watch Dan
iels. He didn't want to lose track of
him just yet He had also made ar
rangements with the postmaster to
send up any mail which might arrive
from New York that night. The fast
mail was due at ten o'clock. Cheney
and Van Cott waited. At 11:15 a
messenger came with the expected
letter from McCarren. Cheney broke
the seal and scanned the brief con-
tents.
'T thought so, damn him. Falsus in
uno, falsus in omnibus is an old pre-
cept of law, Van Cott, and it applies
here. McCaffery says on the day the
robbery was committed Red Michel
on was in Roosevelt hospital, had
been operated upon for appendicitis
and is there yet. A likely story of
barrels. A telegraph blank, please,
Van."
Cheney sent the following telegram
to Guthrie at Toledo:
Seth Green, care Supt. L. S. & M.
s., depot, Toledo, Ohio: Arrest Dar-
rel for 100000 robbery-bring him
back if he'll come-if not turn him
over to Toledo police and await pa
pers. Daniels has confessed-wire
report.
(Signed) CHENEY"
Read that and have it sent, please,
Van Cott."
Eyes, ut-Cheney-you say DAN
iels has confessed. He hasn't"
ooh, know that" laconically re-
piled Cheney, "but he will before an
other day rolls around And with
that both men went to bed.
Guthrie and Darrell reached Toledo
at 7:30 the next morning and went in
the depot dining-room for breakfast,
and while there Cheney's telegram
was brought to Guthrie. Darrell
watched his face as he read it, but
Guthrie was too well trained to give
anything away.
What is it, Green?" asked Darrell.
"a message from Cheney" an
swered Guthrie, putting it in the en-
velope. Here" he said, you'd bet
ter read it."
Darrell picked it up, looked at the
superscription and started to take the
message out when-snap! quick as a
flash Guthrie had the darbies on his
wrists and he was looking in the bar
rel of a gun held in Guthrie's right
hand.
It's all up, Darrell, you're my pris-
oner."
Prisoner be damned" fumed Dar-
lob
irons off of me. If this is joke you'll
pay dear for it."
"Joke, eh?" laughed Guthrie. go
on and read the telegram and you'll
find out the joke is on you"
Darrell did read, and when he
came to Daniels has confessed" his
face became livid with rage and the
veins of his neck stood out like whip
cords.
Confessed! Well, the damned lit
tie sneak. Confessed! God, what
wouldn't I give to have my hands on
him this minute!' and in his wild an
ger he did just what Cheney had ex-
pected he would do-exposed his hand.
Of course, the scene just described
created quite a commotion in the
depot restaurant. A depot officer
came in and Guthrie and he took Dar-
rel up town to the Jail. At first he
was obdurate and refused to go back
to st. Louis without papers, but final
ly consented to do so, "just to get
even with that hound, Daniels" as he
expressed it.
At $50 Tuesday morning Cheney
received message from Guthrie, say
ing:
Arrested Darrell this morning.
Consents to come back to St. Louis.
Will arrive tonight. Darrell wild
against Daniels"
81 thought so," said Cheney to Van
Cott. ''Now we'll have Mr. Daniels .
Mr.. Van Cott sent for him and he
came in blithe and chipper as May
morning.
'.Mr. Daniels" said Cheney as soon
as the door was closed, 81 arrest you
for completely in the recent 100000
robbery from this Office" A six-shoot-
er was handy, but it wasn't necessary.
Daniels wilted; his knees almost sank
from under him; he looked wildly