The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1910-09-29
tContin..,d from yesterday.1

toontin.sd from yesterday.1
'.HIIx. les your only OUT Stand
here. seeT" ne Indicated a position
beside the rear door I'm step out
the other way where they can see
me. he continued, pointing 70 the
wagon way ut the right. esavvy!
When they grab me you beat It and
don't wait for nothing"
'But you"
Already they could hear the foot
steps OF the officers.
"I'Il take a, chance Goodby."
There was no time even for hand
shake. Fraser stepped swiftly to the
door, then strolled quietly ont into
the view OF the two men, who an In
slant later accosted him.
"Are you Nj. Boyd Emerson?
The adVenturer answered brusQuely,
Yes, but I can't talk to you now"
"You are under arrest, 4fr. Elmer
son.
Boyd waited to hear no more. The
glass door swung open notselessly mn
der his hand, and he stepped out Just
rs the bill clerk looked up from his
work, staring out through the other
entrance.
"Fingerless" Fraser's voice was
louder now, as IL for signal. EAR
rest me2 What do you mean2 Get
out of my way"
YOU'D better come peaceably."
Boyd heard a sharp exclamation
"Get him, Bil!'-and then the sound
Of men struggling. He ran, followed
by roar from the strikers. in whose
full view EraserS encounter with the
plain clothes men was taking place. a
h0ol- oh t1At
Fraser had drawn his pursuers to the
street.
Scarcely had Boyd reached Big
George when wing of the besieging
army swept In through the unguarded
entrance and down the dock ike an
avalanche, leaving behind them the,
battling officers and the hungry pack
clamoring for the prisoner.
Drop that freight and get aboard
the best way you can't Boyd yelled at
the fishermen, and, with bound. was
out into the open. crying to Captain
Peasley on the bridge:
"Here they come! Cast on. for
Gods sake"'
The dozen men who had been sling
ing freight on the dock hastened up
the gangplank or climbed the tenders,
while the sfgnalman chung to the lift
whistle, was swung aloft out OF the
very arms of the rioters.
Above. on the flying bridge. Captain
PeasIey was believing orders. At last
the Bedford Castle was under way.
-
Even after they were miles down
the sound Boyd remained ut his post.
sweeping the waters astern in an anx-
ious search for some swift harboI
craft, the appearance of which would
signal that his escape had been dis
covered.
II won't feel safe until we are past
Port Townsend" he confessed to Cher
~, who maintained a position at his
side, 1.-The police can wire on from
Seattle to stop us and take me or at
that point"
III they dnd out their mistake"
They must have found it out long
ago. That's why I've got Peasley
forcing this old tub. She's doing 10
knots. and that's breakneck speed
straits I'll be satisfied"
"What Will happen to Fraser?' she
querled.
Nothing serious, I am sure. You
zee, they wanted me and nobody else.
Once they find they have the wrong
man 1 rather belieVe they will free
him In disgust"
A moment later he went on: ''Just
the same, 1t makes me feel depressed
and guilty to leave him. IL wouldn't
desert a comrade for anything II the
choice lay with me-"
"You did quite right" Cherry warm
ly assured him.
You see. am not working for my
self. am doing this for another"
It was the girls turn to sigh softly.
while the eyes she turned toward the
west We're strangely sud and dreamy.
1.-Two hours more" no told her as
the ships bell sounded. "then can
rat and sleep-and sing"
Captain Peasley was pacing the
bridge when later they breasted the
glare of Port Townsend and saw In
The distance the flushing searchlights
Of the forts that guard the straits.
They saw him stop suddenly and
raise his night glasses. Boyd laid his
hand on Cherry's arm: Presently the
captain crossed to them and said:
'Yonder seems to be launch maxi
ing out See! wonder what's up.
BY Jove! They're signaling"
The two boats were drawing together
rapidly, and soon those on the bridge
heard the faint but increasing patter
OF a gasoline exhaust. Carrying the
same speed as the Bedford Castle. the
launch shortly came within hailtng
IlVstnnCa Tho rSucio0aan eve of the