The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1912-06-28

MRS. FosdicK, rusnlng out or ner
stateroom and not finding her lus-
cious-eyed husband. laid hold of Jim.
mic Wellington and ordered him to
go to the rescue OF her spouse. Mrs.
Wellington tore her hands loose, cry.
Ing: Let him go, madam. He has a
wife of his own to defend"
Jimmie was trying to pour out dy.
ing messages, and only sputtering, for.
getting that he had put his watch In
his mouth to hide 1t, though it's chain
was still attached to his waistcoat.
Anne Cattle, who had read much
about Chinese atrocities to mission.
aries, gave herself up to death, yet re-
joiced greatly that she had provided
a timely man to lean on and should
not have to enter Paradise spinster,
providing she could manage to con-
vert Ira In the next few seconds, be-
fore 1t was everlastingly too late. She
was begging her first heather to join
her in gospel hymn. But Ira was
roaring curses like pirate captain In
a hurricane, and swearing that the
villains should not rob him of his
bride.
Mrs. Temple wrung her twitching
hands and tried to drag her husband
to his knees, crying:
"Oh, Walter, Walter, won't you
please say a prayer?-a good strong
prayers"
But the preacher was so confused
tbof ba opcuarad. oUbotyc tho nee ~
prayer in an emergency like this?"
"Walter!" she shrieked.
I'm on my va-vacation, you know"
he stammered
Marjorie was trying at the same
time to compel Mallory to crawl under
seat and to find a place to hide
Snoozleums, whom she was warning
not TO Say WORD. Snoozleums, un-
Outstanding only that his mistress
was In some distress, refused to stay
In his basket and kept Offering his
services and his attentions.
Suddenly Marjorie realized that
Kathleen was trying to faint in NAL
lory's arms, and forgot everything else
in determined effort to prevent her.
After the first blood-sweat OF abject
fright had begun to cool, the passen-
gers came to realize that the invaders
were not after lives, but loot. Then
came panic of miserly effort to con-
ceal treasure.
Kathleen, finding herself banished
from Mallory's protection, ran to Mrs.
Whitcomb, who had given Ashton up
as hopeless task.
What shall we do, oh, what, oh
what shall we do, dear Mrs. yelling.
TONI" she cried.
Don't you dare call me Mrs. Well.
ington!" Mrs. Whitcomb screamed;
then she began to fiutter. But we'd
better hide what We can. / hope the
rah-rah-robbers are ge-gentlemen-
men,"
She pushed a diamond locket con-
tanning q small portrait OF Sammy in
to her back hair, leaving part OF the
chain dangling. Then she tried to
stuff large handbag into her stock.
ing.
Mrs. Fosdick found her husband at
last, for he made a wild dash to
her side, embraced her, called her his
wife and defied all the powers of Ne
vada to tear them apart. He had Q
brilliant idea. In order to save his
fat wallet from capture, he tossed 1t
through an open window. It fell at
the feet of one OF the robbers as he
ran along the side Of the car, shoot
ing at such heads as were put out Of
windows. He picked 1t up and dropped
It into the feed-bag he had swung at
his side. Then running on, he clam
bered over the brass rail OF the OBJ
servation platform and entered the
rear of the train, as his confederate,
driving the conductor ahead OF him,
forged his way aft from the front,
while third masquerader aligned the
engineer, the fireman, the brakeman
and the baggagemen.