Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-10-03
materially fractured; Stanton drove
like a law-abiding chauffeur from the
suburbs, and until they We're In the

like law-abiding chauheur from the
suburbs, and until they We're in the
parw.
Don't see or hear too much. and
don't tell me If you do" advised Stan
ton suddenly, and leaned forward.
The Mercury uttered q vibrant roar
that cleared the Parkway for Q quar-
ter Of a mile ahead, and leaped.
Floyd kept his eyes upon the road
In front, carefully avoiding view or the
hubbub left in their wake. He had q
fleeting glimpse Of one scandalized Of
ficer struggling with his rearing horse,
as they Numbered past, and he enter
tanned no doubt of the number In
their rear.
"She steers little stiff," Stanton
observed, twisting between a limous-
Inc and two carriages. "But we can
fix that at the track. What?"
Two motor cycle policemen are
just behind" communicated Floyd,
devoured by silent mirth. HAD
enough?" /.
81 haven't seen them We, cant
let out the machine. here Of course,
but-was that dog?"
Poodle"
But 1t seems all right"
Around q curve ahead darted blue
uniformed figure on motor cycle, one
arm raised. Stanton instantly check
ed his car, Floyd throwing out his
hand in warning to those behind.
There was mad series Of explosions
from the abruptly halted motor cycles
in pursuit.
you're under arrest!" shouted
three voices at once, as the Mercury
slid to q standstill.
us 1t possible?" inquired the driver,
removing his goggles.
Two more morton cycle officers were
coming up, three mounted on horses
were arriving from side paths. Sur
rounded by the outraged eight and all
the population In the neighbOrhood,
the Mercury stood quiescent.
"Will you follow to the police sta
ton, or will we have to take you?"
came the crisp question. We've got
your number"
"I'll follow wherever you like" en-
gagged Stanton. Lead the way"
They started, preceded by one OF.
flcer and followed by another, also by
a shabby young man on q bicycle.
Into the station they went, accom-
panied by their three attendants.
The charge was threefold; exceed
ing the speed limit by some fifty
miles an hour, resisting arrest, and
violating the smoke ordinance. That
set forth, the usual interrogatorv was
put, Stanton replying with c1..-.7s
brevity.
"Name and age?"
Ralph Stanton, twenty-siX."
"Occupation?"
Automobile driver"
Name of carr"
Mercury
"Owner?"
The Mercury Company"
The shabby young man interrupted
proceedings by a stified gasp, grasping
the sleeve of Floyd, who stood look
ing on.
That's Stanton Stanton? And
you-who are your"
"Jes FLOYD, his me chanician," was
the wondering response.
Stanton glanced that way, as Floyd
was drawn to the other side Of the
room by his excited captor. but turned
back to answer the remainder OF the
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was ended, he signaled to his mechan
ician.
Come; I've got to go before the
magistrate and give BAIL" he sum
moned impatiently.
Floyd came across to him, shining
eyed and eager.
stanton, that is reporter; he
wants us to tell him about your doing
this. He needs fresh story to make
good with his paper-can't we give II
to him?''
Stanton surveyed his companion
eyebrows lifted.
"Why should we? The newspapers
will get it, whatever we do. Come
But he needs 1t; it would help
him. Floyd urged. He, he's thin
and frayed out-stanton, he looks
hungry
do you want to help him?' the
driver queried, astonished. "Do you
care about a man you do not know
and will never see again.
Don't you?" asked Floyd simply.
I'm not from paradise" dryly an.
swered Stanton. Tell him anything
you like, but be quick"
(To Be Conlnued)
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