The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1913-03-06

arms. long, sinewy and muscular.
which frightened about me with a sud.
den vise-likke pressue. holding me DOW
erless. My hold of Evelyn's hand was
thus abruptly sundered, and though
SIZE could not see, she sensed the en-.
counter. Once more she screamed.
High and shrill her young voice rose
above the noise of the stamping horses
n the quantity strident chatter of
the confused Mongolians. 1t was not
so much a mere cry Of alright az It
was an appeal for help. And it met
with surprisingly prompt response.
Before Its echo had died, the double
sliding doors which separated our
stable dungeon from the sidewalk
were swept swiftly apart, admitting
the revealing CLEAN from a street
lamp across the way, and admitting,
too, the husky, commanding figure of
a man with raised revolver, followed
by a mob of ~neighborhood denizens
attracted by the unusual and excited
by the girls penetrating moderation.
Quickly as l had been seized. even
more quickly was I released. The en-.
circling arms fell away instantly, and
the giant who had held me turned
with an oath of defiance and confront.
ed the invaders. In both oath and at.
titude there was a reminder of some.
thing heard aud e before: and
treading upon the heels Of reminder
came recognition. 1t was Philetus
Murphy. red and burly. who now tow.
cred menacingly above our armed
savior. 1t was Philetus Murphy who,
swinging ~viciously for his adversary's
Jaw, staggered back the same instant.
his arm dropping and a bullet in hts
shoulder.
For a moment following the shot
there was dead silence. Then came
pandemonium. The mob, already aug.
mented from a score to a hundred,
surged into the stable as a spring flood
surges over broken dams. With Eve
lyn In q corner behind me l fought
on the crowding, believing throng.
While Murphy lay %groaning at our feet.
and his assailant, who. when once his
face met the light, l discovered was
O'Hara, my W detective, smashed
heads right and left with the butt Of
his revolver. and hoarsely commanded
room for his fallen enemy.
What might have happened, what
fatalities might have ensued, had It
not been for the fortuitous arrival of
three uniformed members of the met
ropolitan police force I shall not at
tempt to conjecture. Their clubs, I
know, did good service; and a shot
or two fired yer the heads of the
fioting crowd had a wonderfully paci-
flying effect.
Poor Evelyn, in spite of an heroical-
y stubborn insistence to be coura.
geous. was as thoroughly frightened
as have ever seen her. When, at
length. the stable was cleared. and
lamps were lighted, she was still pal.
lid as marble, and her lip quivered
with an obstinacy that no restraining
teeth nor hiding hand could disguise.
"Oh! Wasn't 1t exciting!" she ex-
claimed, with an effort at nonchalance
that was almost pathetic. II wouldn't
have missed this experience for my
thing in the world" And then, discov-
ering a little trickle Of blood on my
cheek, which a diligently piled hand
kerchief had not fully succeeded In
keeping out of sight, she was at once
pill solicitude. "Oh, Philip" she cried.
with wide eyes, swimming. You're
burt! 1t was awful. 1t was heathen-
lsh! wish we had never dared-who
lid it? Do you know? Was it q
knife cut? Was it" And so she
ratified on, her own ills swallowed up
pt length in her anxiety over my in
significant injury.
Murphy, meanwhile, had sunk into
nsensibility through loss Of blood, and
Jay now, breathing s%tertorously. One
Of the officers had already telephoned
or an ambulance and the other two
were making a diligent search Of the
stable. AS for the Cinnamon. they
bad fed at the first alarm, and 1t
looked very much as If every one in
hny way connected with the outrage.
save only Murphy, had gone with
them.
O'Hara, who had been put. nominal
~. under arrest. and who was now
awaiting he pleasure OF his captOrs,
hvailed himself Of the first moment of
Evelyn's silence to address me.
Its been a long chase" he said
Rnd there was something Of pride in
bis tone-"but you see I got him dead
to rights at last. He's mixed up with
the most lawless gang Of highbinders
New York has known for years. l
haven't got down to all his history
yet. but I've been handed a good
stack of 1t, and it won't be hard to
put the screws on him, now for killing
that Chink that used to work for him
up to Cos Cob. l didn't know 1t was
you he was after tonight, but I do
know that he had a hand in the plot
that fixed another Chink this very
evening" young fellow named Ling
Fo. who was pumped full Of lead Just
hs he was turning from the Bowery
into Pell street"
1t was from O'Hara that l learned
our present whereabouts. The stable
was not more than a half dozen blocks
from the intersection Of the two
streets he had just named.
The fate IF orr driver wa cou1d on1v