Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1914-01-21
He Swung His Fist, and the Mar
Hurted Across the Street.

he Swung His Fist, and the Man
Hurtled Across the Street.
street lamp showed blood flowing
where the chains had cut. The whole
proceeding was so unprovoked. SO sick
ening in its cruelty. that Kirk flew into
a fury and. disregarding his own cap
tors, leaped forward before the police
man could strike a third time. He
swung his fist and the man with the
club hurtled across the street as if
shot from a bow. then lay still in the
gutter. With another blow be felled
one of the handcuff men, but at the
same time other hands grasped at him
and be was forced to lay about vigOr-
ousy on all sides.
They rushed him with the ferocity of
mad dogs. and he knocked them spin
ming. one after another. A whistle
blew shrilly, other uniforms came run
ming. more whistles piped and almost
before be realized it he found himself
in the center of a pack of lean faced
brown men who were struggling to
pull him down and striking at him
with their clubs With a sudden wild
thrill he realized that this was no
ordinary street fight; this was deadly;
he must beat off these fellows or be
killed. But. as fast as he cleared them
away, others appeared as if by magic.
until a dozen or more were sWarming
upon him like hungry ants. Time and
again they dragged him off his feet.
But he was felled at last. and a mo-
ment later. with head reeling and wits
Pickering. he was dragged to his knees
by handouts like those OH Allans
wrists. The pain as the chains bit into
his flesh brought him to his feet de-
spite the blows and kicks that were
rained upon him. crying hoarsely:
Let me go. cOnfOund you! Let me
go!'
But a wrench at the gives took the
fight out of him. for be felt that the
bones in his wrists must surely be
crushed One side of his head was
strangely big and numb. A warm
stream trickled down his cheek. but
he had no time to think of his cOndi-
ton for his asSailants fell upon him
with fresh fury and he reeled about.
striving to shield himself Every move
ment. however. was construed as re-
sistance. and his punishment cOntin-
ued. until at last he must have tainted
from pain or had his wits scattered
by a blow on the head. for when he
recovered consciousness he found him
self in filthy, i'll lighted room. flung
upon a wooden platform that ran along
the wall. evidently serving as a bed.
Near him A liam was huddled. his black
face distorted with pain and ashen
with apprehension.
Where are we?" queried Anthony
as he took in the surroundings.
This is the prison. sar."
Gee. I'm sick" Kirk lay back
upon the platform and closed his eyes.
Did they hurt you much?"
"Oh. yes Very considerably"
Sorry got you into it. Allan.
never thought they'd he SO cranky"
Again he groaned Il want a drink"
LET me get it. Those Spiggoties will
not give it to you"
Allan went to the door and called to
the guard. An instant later he re-
turned with a tin cup.
Il guess they knocked me out" Kirk
said dazedly. Il never was hit like
that beforehand jailed Say! We
must get out of here. Call the chief or
the man in charge VIII you! 1 can't
speak the language"
please, sar, if you hanger them
they will beat rs again
Beat. Not here?"
''Oh yes They might kill u.s."
They wouldn't do that
"A white man they killed lahst
h'autumn, and several of my people
have passed away in this prison. No
body can ear nothing. Nobody knows
what 'appens ere
'Oh. we'll they wouldn't dare touch
us-Im an American citizen. I'll notify
the consul
Reused at the mere suggestion. Kirk
staggered to the door and shouted lust
lily. A sergeant appeared with the com
mand to be quiet.
Let me out of here!' loudly demand
ed the prisoner. Il want the chief. or
the alcalde, or somebody in charge. l
want to know what I'm booked for. l
want to OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES. don't
you understand-and arrange bail.
Quick now"