St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1910-07-13


do you know what 1 am going to
do to your
81 haven't any curiosity" still cling
ing to thieves jargon or st. Giles
Greek. But I'm sure you won't play
me the trick you did the last time /
saw you"
The fellow shot his head near.
you're the swell cove who wanted
to palaver that night when"-
''You tried to rob me-" John Steele
laughed do you know the penalty
for attempting that game, Tom Rog-
ers, alias -the-Road, alias
The man fell back "Who are you?
By ---r' he said.
'John Steele"
..John SteeIeY' The bloodshot eyes
became slightly vacuous. 1.-THE -?
Then you used him." indicating saw
agely the entrance at the back, ''for
a duck to uncover? I'll burke you for
thatv'
John Steele did net stir. ''How!
With the lead orr
The fellsw lifted his hairy fists.
f'Those are all p
s'In that CASE Steele took the Weap-
on on which his hand had rested from
his pocket. and, rising with alacrltyC
he placed it on rickety stand behind
him-'you have me a little outclassed.
About seventeen stone, l should take
it. l barely turn thirteen myself.
However" tossing his coat in the cor
ner, you look a little soft-hardly up
to what you were when you got the
belt for the heavyweight champion
ship. Do you remember? The Frisco
Pet went against you, but he was only
a low, ignorant sailor and had let him
self get out of form. You beat him
beat him''-John Steeles eyes glitter
ed; he touched the other on the arm
though he fought seventeen good
rounds. You stamped the heart out
of him, Tom"
The red headed giants arms fell to
his side. How do YOU
II was therer' An odd smile cross
ed Steeles determined lips. Lost a
little money on that battle. Recall the
fourteenth round? He nearly had
you, but you played safe in the tif-
teenth, and then-yOu sent him down
down." John SteeIe's voice died
away. 1T was a long time before he
got up" he added. almost absently.
''You know all thatF'
''And all the rest,''
'See here. what's your little game?
Straight now, quick! You come here
without the police. Why?"
John Steele's reply was to the point
He stated exactly what he wanted
and what he meant that the other
should give him. AS the fellow heard
he breathed harder. He held himself
in with difficulty.
"And so that's what you've come for
mister?' he said, hoarse guffaw fall
ing from the coarse lips. John Steele
answered quietly. And you think
there is any chance of your getting
it? May 1 be asking" with an evi
grin, chow you expect to make me
Tom Rogers" bringing down his grea
fist, 'do your bidding"
''In the first place, by assuring yot
no harm shall come to you. 1t is IL
my power to avert that in case yol
comply. In the second place, yol
will be given enough sovereigns to-
"Quids, eh? Let me have sight O
them. mister. We might talk better.
.'Do you think I'd bring them here
Tom-o'-tbe- Road? No. nor' brusquely
"That settles it."
I'm giving you your choice of doin
what l ask or of being turned over t
the traps
1.-The trapsg' The other fellow
face became contorted. "You meal
that you
''WilI give you up for that little 10
unless
For answer the man launched hi
huge body forward, with fierce swim:
ing fists. He beat, rushed, strove
close. His opponents 1.-THE body eva'
ed a clutch that might have ended III
contest
The other came at him, mutterini
The mill was unduly prolonging itsel
He would end it. His fist struck ;
that face so elusive, but crashe
against the wall. Like a fash Steele
arm lifted. The great form staggere
and fell.
Quickly, however, it rose, and II
battle was resumed. John Steele
every muscle ached. His shoulder W;
bleeding anew The need for actin
quickly. if he should hope to conque
pressed on him. Fortunately, Roge
in his blind rage was fighting Wild
John Steele endured blow after bloN
then. as through a mist, he found
length the opening he sought-an i
stants opportunity on which all d
pended.
Every fiber of his physical being T
sponded. He threw himself forwar
The weight of his body, the force of