Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1907-07-02

then lie heard welcome crash at the
cucumber frame fifty yards back. But
now the frontage wall loomed ahead,
cutting the stars at an uncomf Portable
height. aud on dashlng up to it Tom
saw the mistake lie had made by
changing avenues. He had to turn back
to the right to make the gate, and the
officers, who had run straight ahead
aud thus gained a score Of yards, were
upon him III full cry.
The gate was Il high wooden one,
luckily without spikes. The runaway
straddled the top just us the pursuers
reached the bottom and left Il shoe In
their hands ere he threw himself down
upon tho other side and Kicked Its
fellow to the winds.
Tom ran swiftly on and presently
overhauled Il cart numbering westward
along the middle of the road. He
was passing itat a less suspicious pace
when he made Il discovery. The driver
was bent double and fast asleep.
Tom dropped behind again and peep
ed In over the back. 1t was d hay
cart, and the load had been left iii
town. All that remained was the tar
paulin lying in crumpled heap He
looked back along the road, but saw
nobody. Then no boarded the cart
silently enough In his ragged sooks--
and curled himself up beneath the tar
paulin.
AT Kew the carter stopped for his
breakfast, aud Thomas Erichsen made
good his escape.
Tom had his breakfast In the beauti-
full early sunshine beside the rivers
brim.
Overnight he had avoided the tavern,
but not the pastry cooks shop, SO he
had made his supper ia the empty
house and was still proyisioned. More
over, his pocket was still weighted by
poop Hlaydes' broken watch, nor could
he make up his mind to pitch into the
river his only asset and one to which
he was so justly entitled. He was
clear of London now; the early sun
gave him confidence and pluck. He
would pawn the watch In one Of these
Thames valley towns and then get
back to London md the docks by riv-
er and In new habiliments. 1t was
Saturday morning: he would wait u4-
til that best OF times, Saturday night,
but first he must find place to hide
his head in during the day.
He found one In the boathouse Of a
small, new, white brick villa. with a
narrow garden leading down to the
rivers edge. The boathouse had an
open window. Hardened by his ex-
tremity into Incredible alacrity in such
enterprises. Tom was through 1t in a
fNi!H4kling and well pleased with his
discovery. Che boat was still hiber-
mating keel upward on tresti9s. It
would be a very strange thing IL that
day. of all Others. were chosen for
launching her for the summer Deter
mtnod. at my rate, TO risk It, the run.
away climbed into o little loft which
might have been made for him al,d
settled down for the day. He rolled
himself UP in several folds of straw
berry netting and made another quaint
pillow OF the box Of a moving ma
chine, wherein he slept soundly for
several hours.
When Tom deemed It dark enough
for a judicious exit the wet earth was
as fragrant as a flower. He shifted 1t
joyously through the open window by
which he had entered The garden
peii, was washed very yellow and bor-
dered by twin canals. TharA WAS more
light than he had thought when IN the
loft. Still. not a soul was in view, and
It had been lighter yet when he arriv-