American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1915-02-04
"Sir. the stables are on nri-


"Fire?"
All the riding masters savings were
invested in the stables. The fact
that he had solemnly promised never
to leave Florence alone, and that he
had accepted a generous bonus slipped
from his mind at the thought of fire,
a terrible word to any horsepan. He
wheeled and started off at breakneck
speed, his head groom Gathering be-
hind him.
Florence naturally wondered which
of two courses to pursue: follow them,
when she would be perfectly helpless
to aid them, or continue the ride and
ror Of seeing flames. She chose the
latter. But she did not ride with the
earlier zest. She felt depressed. She
loved horses, and the thought Of them
dying in those wooden stables was
h%orrifying.
The Ere, however. proved to be in
cipient. But It was plainly incendi.
airy. Some one had set fire to it with
a purpose In view. Norton recognized
this fact almost as soon as the fire.
men. He had come this morning with
the idea Of surprising Florence. He
was going out on horseback to join
her.
His spine grew suddenly cold. A
trap! She had been left alone on the
road! He ran over to the garage. Be-
cured a car. and went humming out
toward the river road. A trap. and
only by the sheerest luck had he
turned up In time.
Meantime Florence was walking her
mount slowly. For once the scenery
passed unobserved. She was deeply
%engrossed with thoughts, some OF
which were happy and some of which
were sad. If only her father could be
with her she would be the happiest
girl alive.
She was brought out OF her revery
by the sight Of a man staggering along
the road ahead of her. Finally he
plunged upon his face In the road Like
the tender hearted girl she was, she
stopped, dismounted. and / to the
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denly found her wrists clasped In two
hands like iron. The man rose to his
feet. smiling evilly. She struggled
wildly but futilely.
Better be sensible" he said. 81 am
stronger than you are. And | don't
wish to hurt you. Walk on ahead of
me. 1t will be utterly useless to
scream or cry out. You can see for
yourself that we are in a deserted part
of the road. If you will promise to act
sensibly / shan't lay a hand on you. Do
you see that hut yonder. heal the fork
in the road? Wen stop there. Now,
march,"
She dropped her handkerchief, later
her bracelet, and finally her crop, in
hope that these slight clues might
bring her help. She knew that Jones
would zeal of the fire, and, finding that
she had not returned with the riding
master, would Immediately start out in
pursuit. She was beginning to grow
very fond OF Jones, who never spoke
unless spoken to, who was always at
hand, faithful and loyal.
From afar came the low rumble of a
motor. She wondered If her captor
heard it, He did, but his ears tricked
him into believing that it c}ne from
another direction. Eventually they ar.
rived at he hut, and Florence was
forced to enter. The man locked the
door and waited outside for the auto.
mobile which he was expecting. He
was rather ~dumfounded when he saw
ina 1t was coming from the city, not
going toward it.
1t was Norton. The riderless horse
told him enough; the handkerchief and
bracelet and crop led him straight for
the hut.
The mar before the hut realized by
this time that he had made a mistake.
lie attempted to re-enter the hut and
prepare to defend it till his compan.
IONS move in sight. But Florence, rec.
ognizlng Norton, held the door with
all her strength. The man snarled and
turned upon Norton. only to receive a
smashing blow on the Jaw.
Norton flung open the door. "Into
ehe car, Florence! There's another car
coming up the road. Hurry"
1t was not a long chase. The car
OF the auto bandits. looking like an
ordinary taxicab, was a high. power ma.
chine, n 1t gained swiftly on Nor. |
IONS f~ourcylinder. The reporter wait.
ed grimly.
Keep your head down." he warned
Florence. I'm going to take a not at
their tires when they get within range
u l miss I'm afraid Well have trouble
unuer no circumstances attempt to
ieave this car. Here they comet"
/. He suddenly leaned back and fired
IL VAS only chance. The manner in
winch the cars were lurching made a
poor target for a marksman even of
the hrst order. Chance directed Nor.
TONS first bullet into the right Forward
nre which exploded. Going at sixty.
odd miles an hour. they could not ston
me ear in time TO avoid fatality. The !
,ar careened wildly and plunged down