Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-11-20

ing to Kildare, unless he contemplated
some coup of Importance.
The stars paled under the growing
light of the early summer dawn. APP
pleweight, with shoulders YEARLY
dropping, contemplated the attending
eortege with the gaze of one who sui
lenly accepts condition he does not
in the least understand.
A few early risers saw the strange
company enter and proceed to the Jail,
but before half the community had
breakfasted, Bill Appleweight, the out
law, was securely locked in Jail in
Turner Court House, the seat of Min
go county, in the state of South Caro-
lima, and the jailer, moreover, was
sharing the distinguished captive's
thraldom.
Collins, at the railway station, was
announcing to the world the fact that
at that very moment when Governor
Dangerf1eld was about to- seize Apple
weight and punish him for his crimes,
the outlaw had been kidnapped and
taken under cover Of night to a Jail
in South Carolina, where Governor
Osborne might be expected to shield
him from serious prosecution with all
the power of his high office.
CHAPTER XVIII.
Mrs. Atchison met the returning adj
venturers at the door.
Your conduct, Jerry Danger6eld, is
beyond words!" she exclaimed, Selling
the girls hands "And so you really
locked that horrid person in a real
jail! Well, we shan't miss him! We
have been kept up all night by the ar
rival of other prisoners-brought in
like parcels from the grocer's."
More prisoners!" shouted Ardmore.
Dragged here at an unearthly hour
of the morning, and flung into the
most impossible places by your sol
diers! You can hear them yelling with
out much trouble from the drawing
room, and we had to give up breakfast
because the racket they are making
was SO annoying
The captain of the battery whose
guns frowned upon the terraces came
up and saluted
"Mr. Ardmore,' he said, 81 have
been trying for several hours to see
Governor Dangerfield but this lady
tells me that he has left Ardsley.'
THAT is quite true; the governor
was called away last night on official
business, and he will not return for an
hour or two You will kindly state your
business to me-"
The captain was peevish from loss
of sleep, and by no means certain
that he cared to transact business
with Mr.. Ardmore He glanced at
Miss Dangerfeld, whom he had met
often at Raleigh, and the governors
| daughter met the situation promptly.
Captain Webb, what prisoners have
you taken, and why are they not gag
ged to prevent this hideous noise?"
| Seemingly from beneath the ample
porte-cochere, where this colloquy oc
Cured, rose yells groans and curses
and the sound of thumps, as of the i'm
pact of human bodies against remote
subterranean doors.
They're trying to get loose, Miss
Dangerfield, and they refuse to stay
tied. The fiercest row is from the fel
flows we chucked into the coal bins.
\ Its excellent anthracite, the best
can buy; they ought to be glad it isn''
soft COAL" replied Ardmore defensive
ly. who are they?"
| They're newspaper men, anG
they're most terribly enraged," an
swered Captain Webb. 1--WE picked
them UP one at a time in different
places on the estate. They say they're
down here looking for Governor Dan
gerfeld.'
Collins grinned his delight.
"Oh, perfect hour!", he sang. "We'l
keep them until they promise to be
good and print what we tell them. The
little squeaky voice you hear occasion
ally-hark! that's Peck, Of the Con
solidated Press. He scooped me once
on lynching, and here is where ge
even with him."
you have done well, Captain
Webb" said Jerry with dignity, 'a'nt
shall urge your promotion upon pap;
at the earliest moment possible. Ar,
these newspaper gentlemen your onl.
prisoners?"
mo; we gathered UP two other par
ties, and one of them is in the sci
wants laundry. the other, a middle
aged person, lodged in the tower
where he can enjoy the scenery"
He pointed to the tower. iron
which the flag of North CAROLYN
] waved gently in the morning breeze.
1 The prisoner up there made a
awful rumpus. He declares he vii
ruin the whole state Of North Carolin
for this, Here is his card, which, in
comparatively lucid interval he CAV
me to hand you at the earliest possibl
moment" and Captain Webb placed
visiting card in Ardmore's hands.
A smile struggled for possession {
Ardmore's countenance, but he r,
gained control of himself prompt
and his face grew severe.
He gave the card to Jerry. VIII
handed it to Mrs. Atchison, and tina
lady laughed merrily.
your prisoner. Captain Webb,
George P. Billings secretary of tn
Bronx Loan and Trust Company {
New York. What was he doing whe
you seized him?" demanded Ar
more.
"'He was chasing the gentlema
who's resting on the anthracite. H
chased him and chased him, around
tea-house out here somewhere on til
place; and finally that person in til