The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1915-09-30

tot Meant Surrender or Death.
fore you get tired, pitch the thing into
the river and go about your business.
If you open it, it'll conjure you worse
than any Obi-man you ever heard Of"
No, sub! | amt gwine open hit,
Cap'm-not if dey's cunjah in hit; no,
subj"
Well, there is-the worst kind of
c0nture this old world has ever known.
But it won't hurt you If YOU don't
NEEDLE with it. Keep your wits about
you and be ready to grab il and run.
Here we 60"
The pilot had found HIS wharfage
and was edging the Belle JSTlie up to
it. The bow men paid out slack, and
Griswold and the black. dropping
from the swinging stage, trailed the
end OF the wet hawser up to the near
est nlooring ring GriswOld babe the
ne gro keep watch and kIelt 10 knot
the hawser in the ring. While the
negro sentinel was stammering.
"L~l-lookout, Mars Capm!" the trap
was sprung.
In DIFFERENCE to the appointing pas
senger from the Belle Julie, the two
man catchers tried to do their job Qui-
city. But Griswold would not have il
so, aud he was up and had twisted
himself free when g. blow from a
dubbed pistol drove aim back to his
knees. Half stunned ny the clubbing,
he still made shift 10 spring afoot
again, to drop his handkerchief bundle
and kick 1t aside, andlto close with his
assailants while the negro was snatch
ing up the treasure and darting away
among the freight pyramids. After
that he had but onea thought; to keep
the two plain-clothes men busy until
/ the negro had made his escape. Even
this proved to be a forlorn hope, since
the smaller of the two Instantly broke
away to give chase. while the other
stepped back, spun his weapon in air,
| and leyeled it.
Rage-bliDded as he was, Griswold
knew that the leveled pistol meant
surrender or death. When his captor
had handcuffed. him and was walking
him toward closed carriage drawn
up before the nearest saloon in the
river7fronting street, he ventured to
ash what he was wanted for.
you'll find that out soon enough.
was tie curt reply, and nothing more
was said until the carriage was
reached and the door had been jerSed
open. Get I'M" commanded the maj
tiesty of the law, and when the door
was slammed upon the captive the
plainyelothes man turned to the driver,
little wizeped Irishman with face
like a shriveled winter apple. What
time does that New Orleans fast train
pull out?"
Griswod heard the reply: "Sivin-
forty-fve,. sorr." and something in the
thin, piping voice gave him fresh
courage. Through the open window
of the carriage he saw his captoT
glance at his watch and begin an Inn
patient sentry beat up and down un
der the electric transparency adVertis
ing the particular brand of whisky
specialized by the saloon. He was evi
IDENTIFY waiting for his colleague tC
bring In the negro, and time passed
The spring evening was raw and
chilly, and the open doors of the sa
loon volleyed light and warmth and g
beckoning invitation. Griswold's gift
prostituted to the service of the
changed point of view, babe him reaC
in the red face, the loose lip and the
bibulous eyes the temptation that wa:
gripping tho plainclothes man
by careful contortion Of the man
, acfed hands, which seemed suddenl.
. to have become endowed with thu
crafty deftness of the hands of pick
, pocket, he found his working capita
in a pocket of the sho-s-sleeved coat
, Il had been diminished only by thu
hundred dollars put into John Cavittt
, hsnAs. ana the twenty he had sivs1