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

by lying fat on the timbers he could
observe considerable portion OF the
room beneath. Here, edfy the follow
ing morning, he camped with the pa
tience of an Indian, emerging in the
still Of that night stiff. hungry ana
atrociously cross. Meanwhile. there
had been another meeting of the mine
owners, and il had been decided to
send Wheaton, properly armed with
affidavits and transcripts Of certain
court records, back to San Francisco
on the return trip of the Santa Maria,
which had arrived in port. He was to
institute proceedings for contempt of
court, and it was hoped that by ex-
traorGinary effort he could gain quick
action.
At daybreak Dextry returned to his
post, and it was midnight before he
crawled from his hiding place to see
the lawyer and Glenister.
"They have had spy on>you all
day, Wheaton," he began, "and they
know you're going out to the States.
You'll be arrested tomorrow morning
before breakfast"
Arrested! What for?'
II don't just remember what the
crime is-bigamy, or mayhem. or at
tainder Of treason, or something. Any
way, they'll get you in jail, and that's
all they want. They think you're the
only lawyer that's wise enough to
cause trouble and the only one they
can't BRIDE"
Lord! Whatll do? They'll watch
every lighter that leaves the beach,
and if they don't catch me that way
they'll search the ship"
I've thought it all out" said the old
man, to whom obstruction acted as a
stimulant
Eyes; but howW
Leave it to me. Get your things
together and be ready to duck in two
hours"
II tell you they'll search the Santa
Maria from stem to stern,' protested
the lawyer, but Dextry had gone.
Better do as he says. His schemes
are good ones,' recommended Clients
ter, and accordingly the lawyer made
preparation.
had begun at the end of Front street
to make systematic search of the
gambling houses. Although it was
very late, they were running noisily,
and at last he found the man he want
ed playing black jack, the smell of tar
in his clothes, the Tilt of the sea in his
boisterous laughter. Dextry drew him
aside.
Mac, there's only two things about
you that's any good-your silence and
your seamanship. Otherwise you're a
disreppitable, drunken insect"
The sailor grinned.
what is it you want now? If it's
concerning money or business or the
growed up side of life, run along and
man. If it's fight, femme get my
hat"
II want you to wake up your fireman
and have steam on the tug In an hour,
then wait for me below the bridge.
You're chartered for twenty-four hours,
and, remember, not word"
I'm on! Compared to me the spinks
of Egyp' is as talkative as a Ehono-
graph"
The old man turned his steps TO the
Northern theater. The performance
was still in progress, and he located
the man he was hunting without diff
ficulty.
Ascending sthe stairs, he knocked at
the door of one of the boxes and called
for Captain Stephens.
I'm glad l found you, cap" said he.
at saved me a trip out to your ship
in the dark"
whats the matterT'
Dextry drew him to an isolated cor
ner. ME an my partner want to send
man to the States with you
"All right"
"Well-er-heres the point" hesitat-
81 the miner, who rebeIled at asking
favors. He's our law sharp. an the
McNamara outfit is tryin to put the
steel on him."
Il don't understand"
'Why, they've swore out a warrant
an aim to guard the shore tomorrow.
We want you to-
"Mr. Dextry, Pm not looking for trou-
BILE. get enough in my own bust
ness
But, see here argued the other,
we've got to send him so he can make
q powwow to the big legal smoke in
Frisco. We've been cold decked with
bum judge. They've got us into
corner an over the ropes
I'm sorry l can't help you, Dextry.
but I got mixed up in one Of your
scrapes and that's plenty"
This amt no stowaway. There's no
danger to you" began Dsz.ry, but the
officer interrupted him:
There's no need Of arguing. I won't
do it."
"Oh, you won't, ehY' said the old
man, beginning to lose his temper.
"Well, you listen to me for minute.
Everybody in camp knows that me an
the kid is on the square an that we're
gettin' the bunk passed to us. Now.
this lawyer party must get away to-
night or these grafters will hitch the
horses to him on some phony charge so
he can't get to the upper court. It'll be
him to the bird cage for ninety days.
He's goin' to the States, though, an
he's goin'-in-your-wagon! I'm talk