Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1910-10-20

the other way where they can So
me-" he continued, pointing to the
wagon way at the right. "Savvy!
When they grab me you beat II and
don't wait for nothing"
"But you
Already they could hear the foot
I steps of the officers.
] an take chance. Goodby."
I There was no time even for a hand
shake. Fraser stepped swiftly to the
door, then strolled quietly out into
the view of the two men. who an in
/ slant later accosted him.
"Are you Mr.. Boyd Emerson
The adventurer answered brusquely.
Yes, but / can't talk to you now"
| "You are under arrest, Mr. Emer-
SON."
| Boyd waited to hear no more. The
! glass door swung open noiselessly I'M
der his hand. and he stepped out just
as the bill clerk looked up from his
work, staring out through the other
! entrance.
! "Fingerless" Fraser's voice was
| louder now, as II for a signal "Ar
/ rest me? What do you mean? Get
out of my way
you'd better come peaceably."
Boyd heard a sharp exclamation
| sect him, Bill!-and then the sound
of men struggling. He ran, followed
! by a roar from the strikers, in whose
| full view Frasers encounter with the
| plain clothes men was taking place. A
| backward glance showed him that
| Fraser had drawn his pursuers to the
| street
Scarcely had Boyd reached Big
! George when a wing Of the besieging
army swept in through the unguarded
entrance and down the dock like 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 cam Boyd yelled at
the fishermen, and, with bound, was
out into the open, crying to Captain
| PeaSley on the bridge:
Here they come. Cast off. for
Gods saker'
The dozen men who had been sling
! ing freight on the dock FASTENED up
| the gangplank or climbed the tenders,
while the signalman chung TO the lift
ing tackle and, at the piping cry Of his
whistle, was swung aloft out of the
| very arms of the rioters.
Above, on the flying bridge, Captain
Peasley was believing orders. At last
| the Bedford Castle was under way.
Even after they were miles down
the sound Boyd remained at his post.
sweeping the waters astern in an anx-
ious search for sore swift harbor
craft, the appearance Of which would
signal that his escape had been dis
covered
Il won't feel safe until we are past
Port Townsend" he confessed to Cher
ry, who maintained a position at his
side. 1.-THE police can wire on from
Seattle to stop us and take me of at
that point"
If they find 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
for her Once we're through the
straits I'll be satisfied"
What will happen to Fraserg she
queried.
Nothing serious, l am sure. You
see. they wanted me and nobody else.
Once they find they have the wrong
man ! rather believe they will free
him In disgust"
moment later he went on: "Just
the same, it makes me feel depressed
! and guilty to leave him. II wouldn't
desert comrade for anything IL the
choice lay with me-"
you did quite right" Cherry warm
ly assured him.
you see, | am not working for N.Y.
self. am doing this for another"
1t was the girls turn to sigh softly.
while the eyes she turned toward the
west were strangely sad and dreamy.
Two hours more he told her as
the ships bell sounded, 'then / can
eat 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 flashing searchlights
or 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: