The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-13
The King of Diamonds
Continued from Page q.

Tuined tenements, dlsheveled doorways
and shattered windows.
"A tall man." said Philip, taller than
you. for / could see his chin over the
string of the curtain. He had a big
face. with eyes that stuck out bold
iy-
BY the Lord. it's Jocky right
enough cried the constable. Now,
where can he have got to? He's an
ugly customer to tac exile single-handed,"
he added. beneath MS breath.
Won't you wait a bit, until 1 get
some help?" said Philip, anxiously.
The man appeared to debate the point
The nearest comrade was an acting SER
geant. newly promoted. II he were
summoned, the kudos of smart cap
ture would be his by right of seniority
NO" announced the constable. stub
bornly. IF he is here. 1 will handle him
myself
Again his lamp swept the small area
of the news and revealed no living OBJ
ject. He quickly unfastened his belt,
took off his greatcoat, and readjusted
belt and lamp again.
Now I'm ready for him." he grinned.
Put my coat inside, boy, and stand at
the door yourself with the candle in
your hand. If you see anything. yell
out TO me-"
Philip obeyed. These preparations for
deadly struggle appealed to his very
soul, for your healthy-minded boy. of
is has generally ceased to be a high
wayman or a pirate in imagination, and
aims rather at planting the Union Jack
on a glacis bristling with hostile can
non.
The policeman, feeling for the loose
strap of his truncheon, commenced a
careful survey of the news. He had
not gone five yards when there was a
loud crash of broken glass. The build
ing at the other end of the yard pos
sessed a couple of windows facing into
another Enclosure at the back. Obvious
ly, the broken nosed "Jocky." unseen
himself, had observed the constable's
movements
Realizing that discovery was immi-
nent, he was effecting a strategic move
ment to the rear.
The policeman instantly abandoned
/ his cautious tactics. He ran toward the
door of the house whence the sound
came. II resisted somewhat. but yield
ed to his shoulder. He disappeared in
side Philip. after closing his own door.
also ran to the new center of inter-
est. shielding the candle with one hand
lest il should blow out
Quick as he was. he missed the first
phase of a Homeric combat. The vio-
lent "Jocky," foiled by an unnoticed
iron bar in his attempt to escape, turned
like a mailman on the policeman. There
was no sort of parley between them.
Cursing the luck that had revealed his
hiding place, the man, an eX-convict,
with the frame of a giant. sprang at
his pursuer suddenly from an inner
room.
The policeman had a seconds warn
ing. IT was something, but not enough
10 give him an advantage. He got his
-truncheon out, but simultaneously his
assailant was on him with the ferocity
,of a catamount. They closed in bone
breaking endeavor, and before they
We're locked together for ten fearful sec
onds the officer of the law bitterly re-
GREETED the professional pride which
sent him single-handed into this I'M
equal strife.
For he was physically outclassed, and
he knew ii. and there is no more I'M
nerving knowledge can come to a man
in such supreme moment. Neverthe-
less, he was a brave man, and he
fought with all the resolution that is
born of the consciousness of justice and
moral right. But Providence Is on the
side of big battalions. and "Jocky" was
taller heavier very much more active.
Moreover liberty is as potent an incen-
tive as law any day, and law was being
steadily throttled when the pale CLEAN
of Philips candle lit up the confines of
tho ruinous howell about which the two
men stamped and lurched and wrestled.