Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-07-16

his trousers and clambered labor
iously down the telegraph pole. Above
him dangled the wires to the city, the
wires along which the message of Mon
roe was futilely seeking way. ''
He had seen his opportunity for re-
venge when. peering furtively through
the mess hall window he saw there was
no chance for the promised supper.
And then, he had seen the old man
completely master the situation,
domlneer these men despite the fact
that the promise was broken.
Quick thinking had It been that led
him to the phone wires, thinking in
spired within his cunning brain by the
master of evil himself. And now he
would go back and complete the work.
AS he rushed toward the group
about the Office door, he caught the
laugh that greeted Monroe's an
nouncement of his inability to get Los
laugh might be turned in either di-
rection. He took 1t up instantly. a
wild yell of hatred and defiance burst
ing from his throat He grinned to
himself as the workmen caught that
yell up and Iunged toward the man
who seemed nocking them.
Then he whirled back. staggering
Slightly, but quickly righting himself
from the blow that had tossed him
round lightly. He pressed his hands
to the place where the blow had fallen,
staring at them in astouishment as
they came away a red sticky smear
upon them. 20 .t
And then the rage that he, had so
cunningly controlled leaped up and
overwhelmed him. He had been shot,
had been shot by the same man who
had knocked him dow and then dis
charged him from the place without
even giving him opportunity to get his
x1yha
ne refused longer to tolerate the vile
rood that was served him. He had
worked hard and was entitled to good
Iood. And because he had demanded
It, he was shamefully abused and
knocked down and robbed and then
With little whimpers of anger shril-
ling from his brawny throat, more like
an animal of the African jungle than
human being was he as he gathered
the men together behind the mess
nall, planning with them how to cap
the pair within. -
Two men-and a gun, boys" he
declain1ed shrilIy. LET 'ern use un
that bunch of cartridges and they
won't amount to two whoops. Draw
their fire while l." sf'f
He did not finish. turning and duck
ing the leaden messenger which was
sent from the office toward him. In
a few moments he reappeared with a
rifle, waving IL triumphantly above his
head, exultantly shrilling defiance
toward the two in command.
In command no longer. For two
men and gun had been offset by this
crowd and a rife. i-h l'
q Quickly Brown Joe made out from
Where the fire came. carefully plug
ging away at the aperture, disturb
ing and at the same time drawing the
fire of Grady. And always did his lips
move in careful count, a slow smile
lied the supply of bullets must be get
ting low. .+ ~ esi ~
There's a big timber round the
other side the shack" he suggested.
His fire Is getting weak now. Get
that timber and make a rush at the
door; PllAkeep his aim wild with the
Without a hint of disobedience they
fell into the suggestion. Mob4iiEe
they had been led into the affair and
now all the wild, unth:nkiag, nngov-
ernable impulse of mob spirit was
upon them "
Swiftly Grady discharged his revolt
yer in their midst. One man fell
and they stared at him wonderingly,
brutishly pained that such a thing
should happen. Brown Joe saw the
hesitancy and let out a wild whoop, of
exultation.
Il got him-winged him"
You're a dirty. brown nar," thun-
dered back Grady from the cabin.
But his retort was drowned by the
cheer from the mob, as they picked
up the log again and lunged toward
the Office door. Another man stag
gered, wavered a second, then fell
face foremost upon the ground. They
did not heed him. Toward the door
they dashed, with their battering ram.