Daily Arizona silver belt., 1910-04-17

very red of face and her ample chest billowing up and down like a stormy sea. but getting over the ground quite rapidly; fourth, Eppings, his solemn eyes almost popping out of his head, and at the rear her father, vainly try ing to urge the reluctant calf into livelier gait?
 The race between Timmins and his elusive prisoner was progressing very prettily. They were keeping to the driveway now, and the smooth macad- am offered fine footing. At once there came to the ears of all concerned the sharp, imperious honk-honk of an au- tomobile horn.
 The next instant big red car whirl- ed in through the gates and at sight of the advancing procession in the roadway was brought to sudden stop. From the back seat of the ton neau stepped forth Cherub Devine. It was the most dramatic and opportune entrance he had ever made in all his career.
 The panting fugitive halted, stared apprehensively at the Cherub, then cast a hurried look over his shoulder at Timmins. Quickly he made his choice. Turning like flash, he dodg- ed Timmins neatly. Another moment and he had circled around Mrs. Tim. mins.
 Perhaps he would have been dou- bling and dodging yet had there not occurred diversion. The calf in its excitement had begun running in circle and had wound Mir. Hewington up with the rope so that he could move neither hands nor feet. MT. Hewington was loudly calling for Ep- pings.
 Just then, however, it was Eppings' turn to try stopping the prisoner. He was already jumping from one side of the road to the other in order to con- fuse the enemy when MT. Hewing- tons cries for assistance distracted his attention from the game. Years of training showed there. Eppings abandoned his post and started for his master. A yell of rage from Timmins reached his ears. Eppings saw the fugitive about to speed past him., For a second he hesitated Then, unlim- bering his long legs and throwing dis. erection to the winds, he hurled him. self headlong across the road, wrap ped his long arms midway about the frock coat, and, amid cloud of dust, captor and captive came desperately to earth.
 As such things go it was rather a stirring fnish-for it was all over.
 ''As fine tackle as I ever saw made" declared the Cherub. "Ep- pings, you're winner But how did it all happen? How did he get out?'
 The Countess Vecchi, who, with the help of Mrs. Timmins. had separated MT. Hewington from the calf, came up just in time to hear this question asked.
 "l think can best answer Mir. De- vine." said she, with just suspicion of sarcasm in her tone. Tt was who released this gentleman from the ice house. Timmins, will you please step one sue
 But, miss. 'e's such a'-
 "Timmins?' reproved the countess.
 You want to let him go, do you, countess?" queried the Cherub.
 q do."
 "Then scoot," and Cherub Devine pointed a chubby thumb over his shoulder.
 
 Thanks" said the ex-prisoner. and, with faint grimace in the very face of the baffied Timmins, he started off.
 Not until he had disappeared around the first curve of the driveway was a word spoken. Then Cherub Devine, who had been regarding the averted face of the countess with whimsical! look in his blue eyes. broke the spell