The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-01-04

You see, broke in Mr.. withershanks, who had
been standing first on one foot, then on the other
jewelry. It happened only few minutes ago."
"And lisa cinch the yeggs went down the wood
road,Y said the fatter Of the two policemen cause
wevel telephoned everywhere else"
"Ahd Robert has automobile in the city" put
ia Mrs. Understands
sand we'll be eternally grateful to you IL you
will come along and help us run down the SCOUT
drels" said Mrs. Withershanks.
ready Josephine will be ready in ten minutes
phew! but that w, was rash prophecy
II didn't disctose mn SdentitN"
upstairs and put few things by way Of
garments Sadie was dancing around me excitediy
and wanted to come down. but told her sterny to
stay where she was, and kissed her with Spartan
frmness. The mob had put on more clothes wheri
came down.
dignity. II am Robert Waldron Wyatt"
Delighted we are sure" said the Withershanks
heartily
Mrs. Wyatt" said l. with terrific grandeur, buf
much friendliness regrets that she cannot appear
$50. sorry murmured Mrs Understands, with
feeling. 1--WE always wanted to call on Mrs. ="
We turned the corner of the house There stood
the shed wide open. 1t was empty. Josephine was
gone.
Lost moaned Mrs withershanks Imply.
Pardon me-" said 1 triumphant1y. Saved In
stead. Mrs. Understands your diamonds
good In your hands"
What do you mean:' asked Mrs. Understands.
they have tried to drive that the only question
is, how far away it happened. believe myself you
will find the burglars within two miles. Forward"
The two policemen, the butler, Mr.. Withershsnks,
and plunged out into the street No need to ask
which way. There a trickle of oil to the right
showing clearly under the electric light. Josephine
always marked her trail.
We piled into the patrol wagon and started down
the wood road Daylight was just arriving. A mile
out of town noticed puddle of oil the road
That cheered us. Farther ON / picked up wrench
which recognized at mile farther
found a regular heap of abandoned tools my pliers,
spanner, wire, my old gloves, and oil
The dusty road was padded with foot tracks
Talk about trails! Sign posts would have been
poor beside this one knew exactly what Joseph:,e
had been doing. Much i detest burgarfous gen
tlemen in general, couldn't help plying these viz
lains They helpless s--1
Five miles out caught sight of car away
ahead at the top of a hill. 1t standing still
That meant it was Josephine. Leaving the wagon,
the two bulwarks of the law, supported by the rest
roadside 1t was an easy job. A few hundred yards
away ducked into the woods came out just above
the car, and gazed down on the scene Of ruin.
There was Josephine standing like the eternal
rocks. Her bonnet side and her Intervals
less missing. In her tonneau
the limp outlines of Another with
arm in a sling was desperately trying to crank her
I chuckled when / him. He probably, knew all
about automobiles, but he didn't know much about
Josephine. She positively refused to start q slow
spark You had to set it away up and look out for
yourself.
The end wasn't very exciting The two officers
swarmed down the bank, bristlng with six-shooters
and the robber surrendered with q sigh of relief
Having done so, he began to Josephine As he
did l listened with envy. His command Of lar
guage marvellous In my finest fights bad been
a tyro beside this
"All I've got to say is, I'm glad you came,' he
concluded. THAT devil Of helired man-ker has
busted my pals head and my wrist and has taken
hours five miles. 1t would killed
if you hadn't come just want to see the assassin