The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-13

and he fell. with his remorseless antag
onfst uppermost. Philip, gazing at them
wide-eyed. almost fell too. for his left
foot rolled on the constable's staff.
Being fashioned of the stuff which
POUNDS empires on the principle
that instant action is worth century OF
diplomacy-he picked up the truncheon
and brought II down on JOCKEYS" hard
skull with such emphasis that the con-
Wet emitted queer sort Of cough, and
collapsed on top of his conquered adj
versary.
The the boy was Mortified. The two
lay Sc still that he imagined both were
dead. 1t is one thing to help the law,
but quite another to kill a man. He
did not want to be murderer as we'll
as millionaire, not knowing then the
qualities (Which go to form these va
rieties Of the genus homo are strangely
alike.
He gazed at them as in a trance,
but relief came when he heard them
breathing stertorously. At last, after
a pause that apparently endured out
numbered minutes. the constable weak
ly rolled himself free from the bulky
form of his would-be slayer. and sat
up.
He inflated his lungs vigorously. Then
he managed to gasp:
Thank youl You've saved my life!"
He pressed his ribs with both hands
and gingerly felt his throat. He stood
up. His lamp was still alight but a
quantity of oil had run over his tunic
and trousers. q
by Jove, boy, you are a BRICK" he
said. and his voice was under control
again.
Philip answered not word; his ey>ss.
were glued on the PROSTATE form of
Jocky. The policeman understood his
fear. and laughed.
Don't you worry about him. He'll
} do a stretch all right. I would have
given him harder one than that if l
got a swing at him.
His words were quickly justified. The
fallen man growled unintelligibly and
moved. With a rapidity born of much
practice the officer handcuffed him.
There must have been some sense of
familiarity in the touch of the steel
bracelets, for the recipient of this deli
cate attention stirred uneasily
You knocked him silly" grinned the
policeman, but he Mill get his wits
again in minute or two. Can you
bring him a drink of water? 1t won't
do me any harm, either"
Philip hurried away to comply with
this request. His mind was relieved
now, and with the backward swing of
the mental pendulum came the refiec-
ton with the case the better
He filed a small tin at the scullery
tap and ran with il to the scene of
, the capture. The constable was gently
shaking his prize and addressing him
: by name.
JOCKEY Jocky Mason! Pull yourself
together. This way for the Old Bailey"
! IF you please" said Philip, II would
; be very greatly obliged were my name
; not mentioned at all with reference to
this affair."
The policeman, whose senses were
normal again, was instantly impressed
by the boys grand manner. His accent
was that of the men-of the University
Mission. And how many boys of his
= age would have struck so straight and
truly at critical moment?
We'll, don't you see. that will be rath-
er difficult" was the answer. 1T was
you who told me where he was, and
the man himself knows that without
somebody's help 1 could not have ar
rested him. There is no Reed to mince
matters. 1 have you to thank for not
, being laid here stiff
; Philip said no more. To press his
request implied powerful motive. The
stars in their courses must have con-
, spired that day to supply him with ex-
element.
Mason eagerly gulped the water held
, TO his lips. Then he tried to raise hfs
right hand TO his head All, He I'M
. dcrstood. A flood of oaths began to
meander thickly from his mouth.
That's better" said the constable,
encouragingly. Now, up you get It's
no use, Jocky 1 won't let you kick
me. You must either go quickly or I
will drag you to the street over the
stones, and that will hurt
The man glared DULY at his captor
he no hu of ~ he
when he was beaten, and became sub
missive in demeanor. Philip. holding
his candle aloft, marveled at his own
temerity In hitting this giant, oxlike
in size and strength.
Mason wobbled his head and craned
his neck awkwardly.
20 gev me that crack on the nut? ?"
he asked.
"The roof dropped" was the jocular
reply.
Not it. l 'ad yer dahn, Sailor. /
was on yer afore We could use yer stick
We was fairly bested until somebody
ahted me wiz welt on the skylight."
Never mind, Jocky. It'll hurt you to
think just now. Come on
But the ex-convict became sensible
of the unwonted light in the deserted
house, and slowly turned his head until
his glance rested on Philip.
'Whyi% he reared with an impreca-
: ton. that's the bloomin' kid 90 found
the diamonds. I seed i'm a-countin' OF
em. White stones, the paper said, an
bits of iron. too. trunk full of EN-
e as one in is pocket as big as an
egg"
The policeman laughed. So did Philip,
shrilly, with ready acceptance of the
cue.
Come along, Jocky, you're WOOL
gathering I'll get YOU a pint of coffee
at the station just to show there's no
malice" said the constable.
''The water was too strong for him."
put in Philip.
The ex-convict began to protest, but
he wasted words in swearing. The
Sailor" grasped him by the arm and
marched him down the yarS, saying
over his shoulder:
Pull that door to. II come back
for my coat in half an hour"
Philip followed, but in a sea of per-
plexity He heard Mason'S frantic ex.