Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-05-16

there was an open space in the street
there. A motorcycle policeman,
chugging toward them slowly, raised
q warning hand. Jimmie smiled, and
pressed down again. The officer cir
cled smartly and started in pursuit.
The limousine did nobly. It at
tanned speed Of which Jimmie did
not believe 1t capable. He kept the
horn going constantly.
Horse-drawn vehicles turned into
side streets while other motors made
way, hastily. Pedestrians crossing
the street sought the walk with sur
prising agility.
It was the horn which nearly
caused Jimmie's undoing. Another
motorcycle officer looked back over
his shoulder when he heard 1t. He
saw the lunging car, and behind 1t
the withdrawing white-gloved hand
of his pursuing colleague. He stopped.
dismounted, and threw his machine
across the pavement
He had chosen his stand we'll. TO
the left were the car tracks, and q
line of approaching cars. To the
right was the curb. Tho motorcycle,
broadside on, seemed to block the
q Z
Jimmie's foot almost gave over Its
pressure. Then his eyes cleaned
and his jays snapped.
Hang on!" he commanded tersely.
The girl dropped the book in her
lap without question and gripped
convenient projections. Jimmie
sounded the horn insistently. The
policeman refused to bulge. He still
kept the commanding arm rtg1dly IN
the air.
Ten yards from the officer Jimmie
swerved to the right The big car
rose for a moment on two wheels.
Then 1t hit the curb drunkenly,
spurned the walk for few feet and
dropped back into the roadway with
crashing of glass.
The rear hub brushed the motor
cycle tire as the car shot past. The
second outraged motorcyclist Joined
the first in pursuit.
There were other incidents, more
or less exciting. Of that mad dash.
Jimmie never .slackened speed, for
! the STOPPING motorcycle policemen
were Swimming doggedly along be-
hind.
But the limited with no obstruc-
lions in the way, had gone even
faster AS they swooped down toward
the junction the train moved slowly
away.
The girl gave despairing little
mean. ooh, we've missed - she
cried.
mot yet" encouraged Jimmy.
For in flash Of inspiration he
felt that there was one more chance.
Ahead a few blocks the railroad
tracks encroached on the street, occu-
plying the left side of 1t for some dis
lance There was no fence or other
obstruction between the pavement
and the rails. They ran along paral-
lei. And the rear vestibule OF the
train was open.
Jimmie's foot went down, gently.
The limousine drew ahead OF the
train and gained the point where
the railroad and street joined. With
thankful heart he noticed that the
limited had not yet attained more
than fair momentum. Carefully he
eased of.
AS the pilot Of the engine crept up
beside him he shouted to the girl:
"The last vestibule's open. Dare
you step from the car to the train !?
I'll keep close"
"Yes!" she answered In his ear.
Car after car Of the limited slid
past At last came the observation
car the rear vestibule still open. He
edged over until the running board
and the car step were a scant two
feet apart. The speed of train and
motor were identical.
bo chC,,foH
She rose composedly, tossed her
| brass handles of the car and stepped
for Jimmie's handling Of the car was
| mastery. In two seconds she was
safe aboard.
AS the scandalized face of the por-
ter appeared in the rear door of the
Pullman Jimmie's passenger smiled
| on him radiantly.
She screamed above the roar of the
train: "We'll-be-b ack-in-two-
| weeks. Watch-for-us!"
Mrs. Cordelia Wainwaring raised q
formidable lorgnette. $50 this is the
! young man who ran his cab over a
policeman and chased people up lamp
posts, is IT." she said quizzically.
"You seem to be an exponent of the
modern creed Of get there SIR"
Eyes, ma'am," said the blushing
Jimmy.
| Mrs. Wainwaring continued her
| scrutiny. "You said he was hand
some, Dorothy. / believe you were
right, my dear"
"Auntie!" said the girl, blushing.
too.
what is your name, young man."
asked Mrs. Mainwaring.
| James Bennett
The dowager lowered her lorgnette
| in surprise mot son Of the great
James Bennett?'
II believe that's what they call
him." smiled Jimmie.
"Well!" said Mrs. Mainwaring
Well! flirted desperately with him
, thirty years ago. And your mother
was my best friend until we went
west. Is she in town y
Eyes" said the eager Jimmie, "and
| I'd like to have you go up there. You