The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1914-06-13
Copyright by W. c. Chapman

SAtHN ASa6uO iOI mutudl Alu, IN the
end he arranged to go TO Portland, Ore
gon. Charters knew that Hopkins
would not betray him.
In a cluster of trees, perched upor
the summit of the lone hill that domi
mated the town, John Haynes was
watching the Judges house, which
stood on the outskirts Of Nokomis
through a powerful ~feld-glass.
He knew that the letter would reach
him when he left his court that after
noon. He had seer him enter the
house, saw it blaze up with lights,
and, in imagination, saw his enemy
receive the blow.
He was seated in a strengthening
vehicle. 1t might have been described
best as a runabout, but it was unlike
any make now on the market, for it
was built like a farmers cart, and as
it snorted and pulled westward
through the sparsely settled country
it had excited great derision among
the inhabitants, whose motor cars
were always of the latest pattern. But
what the bucolics of Kansas and Ne.
braska and Colorado did not know was
hat at night the four wheels were de.
tached and placed within the vehicle,
which, running upon a single wheel,
driven by the gyroscope, outpaced the
swiftest trains in it's mad flight toward
Nokomis. In a binding snow storm
John Haynes had brought his com.
panion to their post on the top of the
hill. The wheels were removed, the
huge tank stored with gasoline; now
they were waiting, comfortable enough
in the warm and weather-proof inter.
ior, stocked as it was with food and
even luxuries for road travel.
He'll bolt" said Haynes with con.
viction. Tomorrow morning he will
take a train eastward. l know the
dog; he won't dare wait to take his
medicine"
Suddenly lights flashed through the
gloom below them. Immediately after.
ward, borne across the stiffness of the
night air, came the chugging of a loco.
motive.
Hes going to bolt now!" John
Haynes cried in exultation. "Theo-
bald, your duty will soon be at an
end"
Thank Cod" calculated the other
forcibly, and, STOPPING down, he be-
gan to unroll a little surgeons case
in which were the instruments of his
craft.
You've done we'll, Theobald," said
John Haynes, seating himself beside
him. And after tonight you can wipe
me out of your memory. Reflect, man.
he continued, placing his strong hands
upon the others shoulders, you might
have been in his situation tonight"
Its a terrible job" said Theobald.
"All justice is terrible, Doctor" an,
swered the other. But it is less ter.
rible than crime. When you assisted
the land gang to railroad me into the
~penitentiary, when you left me Grip
pied and helpless with a t~reacherous
bullet in my spine which you were
bribed not to remoye-was not that
terrible"
L hhON-l hAOWi muL-
tered, uncorking the bottle of bi.
chloride Of mercury with which he
was to sterilize his instruments.
when I held you at my mercy
John Haynes pursued 'relentlessly, 81
laid upon you two conditions. First
that you should cure me-and thai
you did. Second, that when l sum
moned you you should obey my call
You have obeyed-and after tonight
you can forget the past; it will be
atoned for and you shall never see
me again"
"But this-this is the dream of a
madman!" muttered the doctor. III
can't succeed"
ut will succeed, Theobald," answer
ed Haynes sternly, "and by reason o.
its inherent justice, even though II
may be as you say, a madman's dream
Perhaps l am mad-but l have suffer
ed and l will exact justice to the ut
termost."
He broke off and, taking up the
glass, peered long and hard through 1t
a ouNOAAlODilC was hu6SlA III LIZ
road before Judge Charteris' house
Down at the station a heavy locomo
tive was revolving on the turntable
just visible as the two bright lights
spun their circular course through the
gloom. Haynes placed his hand upo1
the steering wheel.
East or West, it is all one," he
said. "Theobald, are you ready?"
The doctor folded up his instrument
case, Haynes pressed a spring and the
strange vehicle sped on through the
darkness at a moderate rate, ran into
the prairie, and returned toward the
station by a different route. Outside
the yards it stopped and Haynes de
scended. Now it could be seen tina
he was wearing a dark gray uniform
upon the breast Of which was a point
ed star. The station master came VI
to him.
Taking a special out tonight
asked Haynes
What's that to you?" the other re
torted. His eyes fell on the badge
Who are you?" he demanded.
I'm the sheriff of Blue River" an
swered John Haynes. There's beel
an attempt at a hold-up in the Blu,
Mountains. Logs we're placed acros
the line, and the west-bound Unite,
was nearly derailed. Two bullets wer
fired and n went into the cab. It
"A compositor did his hour Of Balza
as a convict did his imprisonment.