The mirror., 1913-12-18

Flannery to appear with bail
money; but Flannery did not APP
pear. Days passed. Abbott be-
came anxious and finally fretful.
Still no Flannery.
Older, lusting for the gore OF
Mccarthy, surveying every detail
of the field from his editorial acre.
saw what was happening, and
sensed it's possibilities for him. lie
noted the passing of the days till IN
his Judgment the psychological mo-
ment had arrived when Abbott,
stung and bitter, might be induced
to detail his relations with the sa-'
loon keeper. This would put Flan-
merry in a perhaps in cell
and that would smlrch the mayor.
Older rose in his stirrups like the
remorseless strategist he was, and
through his editorial columns wind
ed long, loud call to the man
hunt; then secretly took the trail
himself, going with his usual stop
at-nothing rate OF speed.
Hot on the Blood Trail
A way was instantly found to
reach Abbott with his proposal:
Come through on Flannery and l
will use my influence to get you
out of your present trouble
Abbott's situation was desperate
enough. A long prison term seemed
inevitable. The friendship of Older
was powerful and greatly to be de-
sired, but-there are some things,
it appears, that even bunko man
will not do. Every time the price
of Older's friendship was broached,
Abbott flung up white flags.
Anything but that" he would
say. When I come to think of
that. Mr.. Older, of peaching on a
pal, something in here hurts, and
he would lay his hand helplessly
upon his chest. But Older is man
not easily denied.
How about the girl?'' he asked
one day, with artful. insinuating
emphasis.
Abbott's face turned pale and
blotchy.
MY God!' he gasped. Don't
don't ever mention her again. Leave
leave her out of it.
The grip was Abbott's wife, a
beautiful woman of irreproachable
character, except in so far as being
the wife of bunko man constitutes
reproach. and the prisoner was
much in love with her.
Through her sister Older induced
her to come down from Portland;
but she was afraid of the editor and
could not be persuaded to come to
see him.
Perhaps the woman only capitu-
lated to will stronger than her
own, or, more probably, with the
intuition of her sex, she perceived
that her pursurer was changing;
that, at first mercenary, his actual
sympathies were being enlisted;
that heart was framing and soft
ening, deep in the breast of this
dreadful man." in which the dis
traught wife of criminal might
confide. Anyway, after another
space of mingline intervals OF silence,
of argument, of protestation, she
appeared to break, and exclaimed
impulsively:
Mr.. Older, am going to trust
you. The lawyers have robbed me;
everybody is trying to get my
money. l am going to trust you.
Tomorrow Joe will tell you every
thing"
And Joe did, even to turning up
the telegram which he had received
from Flannery after the election OF
Mccarthy.
Joe further averred that Flannery
had told him to operate In Marin
County till he could get things,
right in San Francisco. This
would seem to make Flannery ac-
cessory before the fact to the crime
of which Joe was then accused. On
his story the grand jury of Marin
County indicted Flannery, and Alb
bott was thereupon admitted to
bail, with Older as surety, using the
power of attorney of his employer.
II. A. Crothers, in order to qualify.
So far so good! But Older had
another worry. Abbott might weak
en- in his resolution or be reached