New Ulm review., 1912-09-11

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vaAeed with rsady hands - ~ him
axA -lsaAsd for - instant uDoa Rroshl
ett's shoulder.
4 n itaak yos. yosns man, fer q
help" spoke the German. "Aah, but
e ~ bad Ven you crow oldt uAA d
,abbroach q aSo tells On d. bonssll
Son. I b0liok mein tjo 10 dlDa1Tanahsd.
NM you' steAust ri ss2
Brockstt promptly began . process
g nIst aid 70 tAo tnju1ed IL, when
~ huge German, ssising him WITH q
hand whose grip, showed 10 tSaoo oc
fosblo age, emitted . loud bellow .o9
"Dolios! Boliosl Robbsrs. robbsfsl" 4
The astoundsd Brockstt strove 10
break loose from the old man's grasp,
but thD 0sr1naab clutch was on q
ssteel .eeToag me-. |. athlsts1 Q ~
loN1. had tEisd that Asadlyawrsstle
u old days n the Ttthsrland. q The
Baron Eollesn had beeni Q man oG
might IN Prussia, and round the camp.
flrss Of tho German army they still
tell stories Of his tremendous Deeds
Brockstt was . powerful youngster.
and an athlete In good training. but
IN that bearlike clutch he was Like =
child. solano rushed to the assist
ance Of his captured friend; the baron
showed him away with tho open palm
Of his disengaged hand. and once more
that hoarse yell Of "Bolice, Bolce!"
rang out upon the morning air.
A whistle blew in the distance, and
there came the Gathering sound OF
heavy feet coming upon the rapid run.
A stalwart officer rushed up, took In
the apparent situation at q glance,
and laid OBTAINING hand on Brock
ett's shoulder. a4sg
What's the trouble. sirf'' the po-
uceman queried.
IVY" answered Baron Zollern. dis
young man attempted to rob me. He
tried to seize de diamond pin in my
tie, und he snatched bocketbook
from out my coat. See, here 1t iss!"
The baron's hand shot lightning
fast into Brockett's inside pocket, and
emerged clutching small, thin wal.
let. Baron Zollern was not only
Hercules and an able general. but
something of q master in the art OF
legerdemain.
"Dere iss my bocketbook, ofncer.
Und, II vas not mistaken, he has
also taken from me some bapers-an
enfelope. vich contains documents Of
much inheritance. VIII you hold him,
und look oudt for his trent. vile !
recover my bapers?"
Solano was already moving for.
ward, with vague notion of an at
tack upon the policeman, when there
was another clatter of feet from the
rear. A second policeman was COM
ing up. Hating about twenty feet
away, this officer took stock Of the
conditions and, grinning cheerfully.
awaited the call of his partner.
Brockett had to do the fastest
thinking of his life. An explanation
to the policemen-whos seemed zeal
Gus but particularly thick-headed pair
would be worse than useless. They
would simply arrest the boys and, un.
doubtedly. permit the baron to 60 up
on his way with whatever plunder he
could find upon his captives. The
baron's searching hand was again
thrusting eagerly into his inside coat.
pocket-which. as 1t CHANGED, con-
tained nothing but few letters and
wholly worthless objects. He would
find nothing there, but his search,
aided by the policeman at his side.
would be thorough one.
''I'll give you your papers, SIR"
spoke up the prisoner. "Will you let
me of If I hand them over?"
The baron smiled benevolently. 81