The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1913-07-03

"The answer was blow that
caught me full in the face. With a
great effort the woman had shot her
manacled hands forward and the steel
had struck me between the eyes. It
dazed me, but l reached gropingly out
ward. tried to seize her as her lock-
ed hands worked clumsily with the
catch of the door. My fingers seemed
nerveless. Great splotches of red
1ared before my eyes. l screamed
Then all grew black.
when I revived, I was still in the
rocking, hurrying taxicab, and vague
ly wondered what all had happened
and what had become of the wom-
an who had struck me- became
aware that I was crowded far into a
corner by great form and that some
one was whistling. We passed a far
ing street lamp. I saw next to me the
hulking shape Of my old friend OF the
uniform, Tom Malloy.
"1 got hep to somethin' on tn cor
ner,' he said by way of explanation,
when seen tn door av tn taxi open
an woman Jump out. Then, when I
seen thin wrist decorations, knowed,
there was a party av some kind on,
So just joined in. Bless me, s'long
as there's man about. it's a quiet lit;
tie dame she is, isn't she?'
This was addressed to the opposite
corner of the taxicab, where the Wild
eyed woman sat gritting her teeth. I
saw the hands that had felled me
tight and clenched. And 1 was a bit,
thankful that big hearted, big listed
old Tom Malloy was with me- Gradu-
ally I learned all that had happened.
Malloy had seen the woman leap from
the machine and start to run away.
Believing it was a case of attempted
white slavery or something of the
kind, he had hurried forward, just in
time to intercept the women. The Of
ficer at the wheel had stopped and
was hurryng back. Mrs Whitney's
little attempt at escape had failed and
Malloy decided, as soon as he saw me
still slumbering from the effect of the
blow that had received, that he had
better make little trip to the station
himself
"A few minutes more and we were
at headquarters. At least one of those
concerned in the theft of the 100000
had been captured But the real pris-
oner was still free.
Maybe we'd better take you home
the driver suggested as the desk ser
Eeant booked the arrested vo,~~n
turned him pair of flashing eyes.
"'Send me homa?' | demanded
when there's a chance of catching a
man I've been looking for as long as
have Jim Whitney. The next thing
on the program is TO put Tom Malloy
in the taxi for an anchor, and drive
rs hard as you can to point near the
statue of General Sherman in Lincoln
Park, and there" ---.-.4 |.--~ ...
Slow minded me! I simply had to
break in for question.
But, Miss Clement, all you knew
about the thing was that the telephone
call had come from a place near Lin
coin Park"
A smile of commiseration was turn
ed on me and it lasted as long as the
waiter remained at his task of re-
moving dishes. Then when the field
was clear of listeners again, Miss Gle
ment allowed the smile to turn into
full grown laugh.
"And you call yourself a-well, I
won't say it," she bantered. Don't
you know that man who was in the
circumstances of Jim Whitney wasn't
going to do any more wandering
around the city than he had to? He
telephoned from a place near Lincoln
Park. The nearest statue to that
place is the statue of General Sher-
man. Therefore," She smiled at me
again and 1 waved a hand.
Were you right" asked She did
not heed the interruption.
ct told the man at the wheel to get
to the statue as soon as possible and
appear hungry for a fare. If he got
me in the machine, all right. If he
Gidn't-then it was up to him to find
the machine I was in, and to find it in
spite of everything that might exist.
l boarded a car.
'1 never saw a stretch of path that
was longer than my walk toward the
statue. At every form I started-half
believing each was the man 1 sought.
l was not sure of his face in the dim
light, was not sure of his general ap-
pearance. Every spark of my intui-
tive powers was at work. l had my
chance there to find the man l sought
and I had to make good. neared
the statue. A man started forward.
For one brief second, something with
in me impelled me to rush forward.
Then came check on my nerves, just
in time. He passed under the light.
At a glance, knew he was not the
man wanted.
"A vague fear seized me. In spite
of the fact that had put on the cloth.
ing of his wife, in spite of the fact
that my face was concealed by q veil,
there was the chance that he might
understand, that he might Know l was
not the woman he was looking for.
How prayed for that taxicab! At last