The evening world., 1914-02-20
CHAPTER VII.
tCoatiausd.)
C|nse Of Fletcher Buchanan

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dow" continued Joe,
"'cos no wanted TO le-
cate the spot whore he
.of reckoned he'd slip on
Ne car. ] told you he knew the
lins well. Soy. Steve. amt there any
curve where the engine slows down
/ tAAt you pass about o'ciockr'
"oAs slows down Just before sho
s@es 10 the big tresue bridge over
the 0himpanny AXE"
Jos pondsrsd minute. "He Jumped
on there. and that means no had u
hit. Of time to think out what he'd do.
You So, his plan hadn't worked out
ssoording to rule-to my way Of think
Ing"
How so?"
"I'n tell you all that later"
you're . fair terror. joe You ought
10 have that chap In q net. Where
AdlA be board Us, anyway"
''Don't know. But 1t wasn't lone
afore he killed Buchanan. COS his
/meoassins hadn't had time to dry.
And that proves. too. that he wasn't
hid on the cars since the last atop.
Row what we've got IL think about IN
catching him. suppose can get
q fast engine at Seven Springs and
NO hack down the line?"
Sure" said Steve.
Twenty minutes later We arrived at
seven Springs, and in less than
twenty minutes more November Joe
ana l.. with . representative OF tho
Provincial Police. were steaming
r hack along the line. And We travelled
at q speed which I believe was the
greatest ever attempted over those
metals. At length our engine thun-
slsred over the Shimpanny Lake and
drew up. We descended and began
to search both sides OF the line. A
call from Joe brought " running TO
HIN.
"Here's where he jumped" ne said.
-csses! He lost hts footing and rolled
down the bank"
AZ the spot where we were stand
Ing tho railway line passed along the
top Of Q high embankmont. the south
side Of which was grown with a
sprinkling Of wild raspberry bushes.
lieside the permanent way there were
the deep prints OF two moccasined
feet: from them to the bottom Of the
hank q path had been ploughcd
through the broken canes to tho foot
Of some spruces.
HE pitched down here like
sack" said Joe. 'The train must
have been going pretty fas.-fnster
than he counted for. See, here ag'in'
kths spruces he got to his feet.
Mono on. there's his trail
=, We followed II without difficulty
Tor about nifty yards. and then we
came upon sapling spruce freshly
cut down. about a foot above the
: Ground: the head Of II, with the lit
Ito branches and leaves. lay scattered
about.
Joe and the police trooper, whose
name Was Polloks, examined the lit
tie tree with its Jagged cuts very
carefully. November even lifting the
/, chips of wood and bark which were
opfead about ON the ground.
"What was he up to here. I Won
dsr?" said Polloks. HE hasn't made
. are"
mo-" said Joe shortly. aud hurried
away upon the trail.
For another hundred yards the
tracks were plain among the rasp-
bsrTy canes. then they climbed the
embankment, and finally disappeared
altogether.
Polloks swore. 'IIe's done us
hers!" he cried. He walked along
the metals; no one can tell which
way he's gone
.'Huh! He won't set shut OF u.s."
said November Joe. mot that way.
Where's the nearest post Office on
the line"
"At silent Water"
.''You 80 and call up the engine.
Polloks. It's Silent Water for US as
fast a. we can get there
Polioks. wasted no time, and once
more We were flying along the line.
1.-THE express passed Shimpanny
Trcstlo mt threc-twenty this morn
ing. shouted the trooper through
! the din OF our travelling. and it's
Nsven now. Our mans got near four
hours start II he's ahead of us. but
fits eighteen miles to silent Water. so
We may just nip him on tho per-
n,ancnt way
But, with the keenest lookout. We
came In sight Of no figure ahead OF
ms before we reached Silent Water
u 10 n very small township, and we
slipped through tho depot so as to
arouse no curiosity, and only stopped
tho engine n couple OF hundred yards
beyond TO give US time TO jump Off
We hurried to the post office.
"Any fellow with his right arm in
a sling been posting a letter here"
inquired Joe Of the postmast"'.
"f,One."
"Sure?"
"T3een here all morning"
Joe pulled Polloks aside. Quick!
Work the telephone and have every
post -Office within twenty miles around
watched. II n man with his right arm
lin a sling comes along to post u
letter. arrest min, Hen he wearing
cowhide mOccas,ns. ana n good size.
INT Il was here l expected he'd aim
far"
Polloks had hardly got TO the tel-
ephone when Joe swung round. and.
f, catching hin, ny the shoulder. forced
him down behind tho counter ont of
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