The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1911-06-19

abreast and sometimes bur single hla
But always Kelvin was I'm the center
ana never was there any Interference
A half mile northeast OF the city tho
headlights hared on detachment I'm
unmistaFable khaki on both sldes OF
the road. and these taluted as the I'm.
perial escort swept by and cheered
and, closing In behind. marched ut
double quick.
The ringing Of that first deep toned
knell In Washington had been stimuli
taneous with the clang OF the same
grim death watch from east to west
and from north to south. George
Blagg's own hand had pressed the
wireless key which had sent the mes
sage flashing I'm every direction across
startled space, Eager fanatics had
received II and swarmed an III clad.
unkempt, underfed horde to avenge
the follies of society upon itself The
horror of IL was that they did not at
tack the soldiery direct, as Blagg had
planned, but the better nourished citi-
zens. for Blagg's original secret or
ganization. bound together with some
idea OF order. with some sense of phi-
lanthropic motive. with some plan of
warfare against the "imperial army"
was now augmented by wild. disor-
| dered herd Of the crlminally inclined.
who. seeing that law and order were
swept away. turned to mad license.
Out into the residence districts they
swept I'm packs. like starving wolves,
and slckening scenes of horror ensued.
Wherever a proud home reared itself.
monument TO the industry or the
wit or the greed Of some man. there
were murder and pilage and rapine,
all ending I'm the torch. and when the
mob swept on IL left behind Il but
leaping blaze to light It's way. The
authorities were worse than powerless.
An all seeing eye sweeping that night
across the North American continent
would have found the land Redeemed
by these many pyres. which lighted n
rcdness still more terrible. for not only
men and women were put 10 death I'm
this maniacal orgie OF reprisal. but
little children We're slaughtered as they
ran shrieking from warm beds No
night I'm all the history OF the world
had paralleled this: no blood lust was
ever so hideously satiated! no carnage
was ever so widespread. for this one
smeared n continent with blood.
While this raving debauchery took
place over the length Of the land. from
the Atlantic 10 the Pacific and from
the lakes 10 the gulf. three separate
concOurses crept under cover OF the
night one from the north and one from
the south and one from the east. con-
vergent upon Forest Lakes. where the
prize coveted of each army-Breed's
$1,000, 100000 I'm solid cash-lay hidden
beneath the library cellar. The first
of these concourses. the one from the
north. had crept silently forward all
night long. These bore no trace of
uniform. but each man carried over
his shoulder his rifle or his shotgun.
Some had belts for ammunition. and
others carried their pockets full. They
were grim. stern men, sane human be-
ings of the country districts whose
eyes and whose minds were clear TO
see the right and the wrong of things.
and their ranks constantly grew. AS
each detachment Joined them stern
voice called: Halt. Who comesY"
And then into a listening ear was
whispered by each new adherent of
the ranks, Liberty and the repub-
llcr'
Nearer. upon the road from the east.
a far different army, like giant. nerv~
GUS snake, came jerking along the
dark road at much greater speed. 1t
was composed of understood men for
the most part. ranging from bloated
faced and blear eyed youths to boated
faced and bear eyed middle age, and
there were bedraggled women far more
fiendish OF visage than the men. They
ed, and always they sang. sang the
blood maddeniug song OF the "Marseil-
laise." and never. even I'm the days
when the tricolor received its baptism
of blood, was the "Marseilaise' more
terrible song than on this night. They
broke open bakeries and meat shops.
groceries and saloons. gorging them
selves with what they wanted and
wasting what they did not. offsetting
VIII DlONS iNoiSN
ance with murder. Men in their beds
heard and paled and women and chill
dren whimpered in fear, and woe be-
tide any who came I'm their path. for
by and by they MANNED and killed In
mere wanton sport.
In a carriage drawn by two gray
horses taken by force from bewil-
dered farmer there rode TALL gaunt
George Blagg. and by his side sat LII
Ian Breed. her gown. once a rich Gre
alton of red silk. soiled and tattered.
the jaunty hat she had once worn re-
placed by gay colorcd silk kerchief
hat she had knotted about her black
hair. Beautiful even In her dlshevel-
nent. she was the incarnation of the
'iotous spirit that had maddened all
heir following. and she II was who
when any period of silence fell for
upon the twisting serpent or
behind her raised her voice
N the wild song of the "Marseillaisc
Each time as that hymn OF destruc-
ion was caught up by those directly
IDout her she would laugh aloud In