Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-01-16

grasp OF those cold little nngerS or
my dead daughter dropped from off
my wrists!"
CHAPTER Xiv.
The Wrong Man.
| This narrative comes here in the
| PROPER place where it has been insert
cd by the editor of these memoirs.
But, of course, Phil Ialmont, Walter
Grinding, and the Inspector did not
give up the search when they found
| the body of James Kahn. They did
not know these things till long after-
wards. On the hilltop the inspector
got hold of a small herdboy whom he
sent to the stationcaster at Dromore
with message. A hearse was to be
4 wired for, and taken with relays OF
/ horses to the rail at l almellington-
| thence back to Kirktown.
"They will never believe" he said,
unless they see him with the hole
In his head and the plumes nodding
about hm!"
The three went on. having covered
The dead man carefully with the thick
waterproof apron of the wrecked
car They placed stone at each cor
ner and so left him. Be sure that 40
one on that Galloway moor would
have disturbed his rest tor all the
4 Romer fortune-even had it been
there and untouched.
SO the three continued their search.
They could we'll leave their own car
behind with their late angry chanf-
feur They had only few miles be-
fore them ere the wild hin track
turned into the great Galloway shore
road and they saw before them the
town of Newton Stewart smoking be-
meath it's range of heights.
But Phil made them turn the other
way. Creetown-the tug waiting be-
mouth of the Cree, pointed clearly the
road to the end Of their search.
In front Of an inn there was some
thing Of crowd as crowds go in
Galloway There were two or three
women. one man, and a dozen boys
with setchels on their back.
There was also the Mercedes car.
standing on the road, and half appear
ing beneath it, half lost under the big
Dower-box in front, were the legs of a
man
! It was almost with cheer that the
inspector-certain capture and prob
} able great trial before him-rushed
forward, shouting I'VE have him
we have him now!''
) Walter Grinding took one leg of
the hidden man. The inspector haul
ed at the other
The man backed out eagerly. Ap-
parently he did not wish to hide him
/, self On the contrary, they heard a
5 voice from under the machinery
, which declared an immediate inten-
! ton of assault and battery, upon all
/ and sundry. cas- soon as he could get
at them"
But at this they only dragged the
more. The murderer of James Kahn
was certainly dangerous nlan-vig
: orous too, in an uncommon degree
7 The Inspector summoned all good citi
: zens to assist in the capture on pain
} of. dreadful legal penalties. This. how
ever, only resulted in the prompt dis
appearance of the sole adult male
I, Gallovidian. while even the women re
whence they called to their Offspring
shrilly.
"Tammy, come here this meenit, OIL
I'll TAX the hide off a you!'
"Peter'-"Jim"-"B - "Andra!'
All were summonded, and all with one
mind disobeyed. Such thing die
not happen in Creetown every day
and there were cases when materia
wrath might be safely discounted
as when there was something big tt
talk over with the neighborhood-tha
is with the other vociferating moth
ers. So er-Jim-Andra-a
Bob stayed On.
The man beneath crawled out back
wards. muttering many fine syllablet
~, "A we
strong, ablo-bodied, and the kicks tina
he launched backwards at his captors
\ even before he got a sight of them
evidenced the excellent state of hi
4 training and general health.
4 He came out suddenly as a corl
from bottle. The next moment tn.
Inspector went backwards, nearl.
4 taking the heel of a Wellington boo
with him. and Walter Grinding sa
q groaning, nursing himself and speak
4 ing at large.
d For, Vic Morris lowered over then
both, irate, solid screw-key in hi
hand.
4 "Now, what the thirty-one diablo
do you mean by that he shouted
4 .'For one farthing> sterling would la
"A this wrench about your ears. YOU
81 Grinding, what do you mean? Ell
a stand up, man. Explain! / never ha
u any quarrel with you! Phil Calmont
"a Who is that windlestraw with tn
q dog collars %
q Submit! In the Name of the Law!
4 cried the Inspector advancing with
pair of handouts of the most receu
description, and, though brave maj
4 wishing that the criminal had not pc!
4 sessed such powerful muscula
Z development.
L Submit, indeed" c1'ed Vic; an
with one movement Of his hand 4
z sent the shining bands Of steel slitte