The Huttig news., 1909-01-30

u III HIS luulu, anu lell lnlo pldce dC Maitland's side.
 Hickey, 1 mean. But how
 If yeh're Maitland, nd Anisty's at the St. Luke buildin, tell that fool up there to drivei"
 Maitland had no need to lift the trap; the cabby had already done that
 All right the young man called. "It's Detective Hickey. Drive on,"
 The lash leaped out over the roof cr-racki=and the horse. presumably ! convinced that no speed other than dead-run would ever again be de manded of it, tore frantically down the avenue, the hanson rocking like top sail-schooner in heavy gale.
 Maitland and the detective were bat tered against the side and back of the vehicle and slammed against one an other with painful regularity. Under such circumstances speech was diff cult; yet they managed to exchange 1 few sentences.
 "Yeh gottuh gun?''
 "Anisty's-rtwo good cartridges
 Jus as well I'm along I guess
 And again: How'd yeh spose An isty got this cab?"
 q dent know-must we been in the house. told cabby to wait-Anisty seems to have walked out right on l your heels"
 He'll" And moment later: Whats this about woman in the case?"
 Maitland took swift thought on her behalf
 Too long to go into now" he parried the query. You help me catch this scoundrel Anisty and I'll put in a good word for you with the deputy commissioner
 An, yeh help me nab him., grunted the detective, md I won't need no good word with nobody"
 The hanson swung into Broadway going Ike a whirlwind; and picked up an uniformed officer in front of the Flatiron building, who. shouting and using his locust stridently, sprinted after them. A block further down an other fell into line; and he it was who panted at the step an instant after the cab had lurched to a stop before the entrance to the St. Luke building.
 Hickey had rolled out before the policeman had a chance to buster
 To, Bergen, he greeted the man "Yeh know me-I'm Hickey, censTa office. Yeh're jus in time. Anisfy': in this buildin'--'r was ten minute: ago. We want all the help we c'n get.
 By way of reply the officer stopped and drummed a loud alarm on the sidewalk with his night-stick
 Say" he panted, rising. you're a wonder Hickey-if you get him."
 'Uhhuh. grunted the detective with a sidelong glance at Maitland. "C'm long"
 The lobby of the building was quite deserted as they entered, the night watchman invisible, the night elevator on it's way to the roof-as was discov- cred by consultation of the indicator al above the gate. Hickey punched the night call bell savagely.
 Me nd him." he said, jerking the free thumb at Maitland "ll go up and hunt him out. Begin at tn top floor an work down That's tn way, huh ? Nd" to the policeman. "yeh stay here an hold up anybody t tries tuh leave tn buildin'. There aint no other en- trance, I s'pose, what?"
 Easement door an ash lifts round tn corner" responded the officer "But that had ought tuh be locked, night
 Well, f anybody else comes along yeh put him there, anyway. for luck. What n hells tn matter with this elevator?"
 The detective settled a pudgy index finger on the push button and elieited a far, thin. shrill peal from the an. nunciator above. But the indicator ar. row remained as motionless as the car mons gained no response. in likewise, and third was also disregarded.
 Hickey stepped back, face black as a storm-eloud, summed up his opinion of the management of the building in one soul-blistering phrase, produced his bandana and used it vigorously, uttered a libel on the ancestry of the night-watchman and the likes of him, and turned to give profane welcome to
 
 cab at Twenty-third street and who now panted in, blown and peFspiring- Much to his disgust he found himself assigned to stand guard over the base ment exits and waddled forth again into the street
 Meanwhile the first officer to arrive upon the scene was taking his turn at agitating the button and shaking the gates; and with no more profit of his undertaking than Hickey. After a minute or two of it he acknowledged defeat with an oath. and turned away to browbeat the struggling vanguard of belated wayfarers messenger boys, slatternly drabs, hackmen. loaf CTS, and one or two plain citizens con- spieuously out of their reputable grooves-who were drifting in at the entrance to line the lobby walls with blank. curious faces. Forerunners of tfat mysterious rabble which is ap- parently precipitated out of the very air by any extraordinary happening in oi}xr ctraate if allowed to rpn,aiu fbay