The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1911-02-06

"A shook his head angrily ana
I drew back a step from the
Il n safe.
"Red, got a handkerchief" he snap
ped
"Yes"
"Weu, get moving. Come on-blind-
fold me so that / can't see, so that
every nerve will be centered on hear
ing the tumblers click-you know-the
old gag"
"Sure thing"
Red scrambled TO his feet and has
/ tily tied handkerchief tightly around
/ Valentines head. completely covering
/ his eyes. Valentine stepped back to
! the vault. and Red crouched again at
/ his feet.
Deity. intently, the ex-convict ma
nipulated the intricate mechanism OF
the vault
Hurry. Jimmy, that kid" urged
Red, TO whom the suspense was be-
coming unbearable.
"D-n you. be quiet! If you say
another word I'll knock your head OF
my hands are like leather"
He again sandpapered his fingers
You're bleedingp exclaimed Red.
what of it?' returning TO his. task.
"Dont talk. tell you. heard 1t
click-I missed it again" turning the
combination slowly-"but felt 1t
that time-I felt the dog lift"-Valen-
tine was intensely excited. Red, there
1t Isl Hurry with IA match!'
Red. well acquainted with the du-
ties required of him. by reason of
the thorough education he had receiv-
ed from Valentine in the past. had
been waiting expectanuy with a
match ready for the striking. At the
word he Illuminated the combinaion's
dial with q tiny flame.
what is itT' cried Valentine.
The other stretched himself upward
and peered at the numbers on the
metal saucer
at points to twenty-oner he ex-
! claimed.
Valentine again drew away from the
vault
"Sandpaperw he cried. Red handed
him another sheet He rubbed his
, fingers softly across IL. His raw. bleed
ing flesh could not stand more than
/ the slightest contact with the rasping
surface. III feel every jar clean to
my eyeballs now" he added. He turn
ed the dial back and then forward and
then four complete reverse revolu-
tons. That's the way 10 get them,
Red"-two more forward revolutions
bare. bleeding nerves'-a half turn
back-"raw. throbbing nerves-a tooth
ache in every fnGer end-eh, Red
hereinafter
After a moment:
"Fifty-two"
How many bolts did this door
haveT asked Valentine did you
notice" He went on turning the dial.
Twelve"
Thought So" jubilantly. "Can you
hear her any more. Red?"
Reds ear was pressed against the
crack of the vault door.
"No. And God knows / don't want
TO. Honest, Jimmy, / don't believe
-
"Oh, yes. you do. SO long as she
calls we know she's alive"-turning
the dial slowly back-"here we are
again. If this is eleven l know this
old rotation-match!'
Eleven shrieked Red joyously
after moment of racking suspense.
'Ive got i'll I've got it!' cried Val
entine. eff this is it. Red"-reversine
the dial again-"she's ours In another
minute. Matchr'
Red struck another match.
"Tenr' he cried.
A half turn of the dial forward
Valentines sharp ear detected thu
sound as though another bolt haC
drawn back. Here we are again
Matchp'
"Forty-two," exclaimed Red.
"Thats it-forty-two-that's what
should be. Do you hear Kitty nowT
mo. Good God. Jimmy. suppose
after all. she's dead"
ID Two more turns of the dial.
Keep your nerve, old pat-there-
r. match
n To George Doyle, standing in tn
Ia doorway, the scene was one of girl
M ming interest. The consummate. a
rs most uncanny, skill of Jimmy Waller
he tine was something to cause in the d.
10 tective, experienced even as he wa
N. with resourceful and intelliger
I'd craftsmen. thrill of genuine admir'
rs ton. No wonder Valentine had prove
NJ the despair of the safe makers. II
banking officials and the sleuths
- half dozen states And a heutenai
on governor had pardoned him!
on As Doyle surveyed intently the O
ve erations Of Red Flanagan and Jimn
el. Valentine in their superhumam efo
he TO rescue their beloved little playmat
es Kitty Lane, from the sitting clutch