The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-01-20
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Had his little sword out, and all
that. Said the celebration could
be postponed or go hang. either
one. Look after him closely to-
morrow, Dangloss. I'd shoot my
self if anything were to happen
to him. Marlanx is in the air; |
feel him, | give you my word, /
do! I've been depressed for days.
AS sure as there's a sun up yon-
der, that old scoundrel is planning
something desperate. Don't for
gets that we've already learned
a few things regarding his de-
signs" He waited a moment be-
fore uttering his gravest fear.
Don't give him a chance to strike
at the prince"
He wouldn't dare to do that"
He'd dare anything, from what
I've heard of him."
you hate him because" /.
Go on! Yes, l hate him be-
cause he has made her unhappy.
Hello, who's this?"
A man who had ridden up to
the gates, his morse covered with
foam, was demanding admission.
The warders halted him uncere-
moniously as Dangloss rode for
ward. They found that he was
one of the foremen in the employ
of the railway construction COM
|pany. He brought the disquiet-
ing news that another strike had
been declared, that the men were
ugly and determined to tear up
the track already laid unless their
demands We're considered, and,
Furthermore, that there had been
severe fighting between the two
factions engaged on the work. He
urgently implored Dangloss to
send troops out to hold the riot
ers in check. Many of the men
were demanding their pay so that
they might give up their jobs and
return to their own lands.
what is your name?" demand
ed the harassed minister of po-
lice.
Poison" replied the foreman.
He lied, for he was no other than
John Cromer, the unsavory hus-
band of Anna Cromer, of the
Committee of Ten.
Come with me-" said Dan
gloss. 1--WE will go to General
Braze. Goodbye and good luck.
Tullis."
The little baron rode back into
the city, accompanied by the
shifty-eyed Cromer, while John
Tullis sped off to the south, rid
ing swiftly by the side of the
stern-faced Captain Haas, an
ieager company of dragons be-
hind, mountain guide in front.
At that very moment, Lorraine
Tullis was comparing notes with
Truxton King in the room be-
meath the armorer's shop; Count
marlanx was hiding in the trade3
er's inn outside the northern
Igates; the abductors themselves
were scattered about the city,
laughing triumphantly over the
success of the ruse that had
drawn the well-feared American
AWAY on a wild-goose chase to the
distant passes of Dawsbergen.
More than that: at five o'clock in
the afternoon a second detach-
ment of soldiers left the city for
the scene of the riots in the con-
|struction camps, twenty miles
away.
Surely the well-laid plans Of
the Iron Count were being skill
fully carried out!
All afternoon and evening men
struggled in from the hills and
surrounding country, apparently
10th to miss the early excitement
ATTENDING the ceremonies on the
following day. Sullen strikers
from the camps came down, ours
ing the company but drinking
noisy toasts to the railroad and
its future; the bands were play
ing, the crowds were singing, and
mobs were drinking and carous-
ling in the lower end. The cold,
Idrizzling rain that began to blow