Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1915-10-30

IeSIluS Oh Ills arms upOu Tic lduics
Crewe opened the door into the hall.
Then he turned about, lifted Sim
dahr from the chair and threw him
across his shoulders as he might have
done with bag of meal. Five min
utes later he deposited the sleeping
man upon the bed in room above the
saloon, and having arranged him in
a comfortable position, went out, lock-
ing the door after him.
The key he gave to Christy, with q
few whispered words of explanation.
the closing words of which were: 1T
Is entirely harmless, Christy. He will
wake up tomorrow noon without the
least sensation of having been doped.
I had to do 1t in order to carry out
my plans"
"Pincher Just telephoned again."
Christy remarked.
"Well?"
Baxter and Marline have just
gone into Bobcat Ricketts, hide-out, in
Fourth Street"
Good. It is working all right"
"He and Cracker are both on the
watch"
Good again"
Over at Ricketts, "hide-out," as
Christy had called 1t, the yegg had
been waiting since the early after
noon of the preceding day.
His nervousness and trepidation
had increased with each hour he wait
ed, because of the letter he had writ
ten and posted while on his way there
from Crewe's, because Of the certainty
that Baxter, to whom the letter had
been addressed, would appear there to
see him; because Baxter had been
such long time in replying to it in
person as had been requested, and
because of the dire consequences that
would follow IL Crewe should arrive
while Baxter was there and find them
together.
And Bobcat felt certain that Crewe
would show up that night, since he
had not done 30 the preceding one.
Baxter made his appearance shortly
after midnight, and Marine was with
him.
They assembled the stairs softly.
Baxter scratched against the door in
a peculiar manner with his thumbnail,
1t opened instantly, and they passed
inside into utter darkness. Nobody
uttered sound.
Baxter struck match and lighted
the gas. 1t revealed Bobcat Rickett
standing with his back against the
door, half-crouching, white and
frightened.
What time is it," he demanded
before either Of the officers could
speak.
tits a quarter past twelve. or
maybe a little more. Bobcat." Marline
replied. We've got time enough.
Well get out before he comes. Say,
you're the yellowest stool-pigeon ]
ever knew"
81 amt either. I'm only dead
scared of Crewe. So are you, and SO
Is Baxter. If anybody should ask YOU"
was the quick retort.
WcI, uIOp tudts DdA 6Ot yOui
letter only about an hour ago, r we'd
have been here last night. Where's
this play goin' to be made? What's
doin'"
II dunno what 1t is only that
Crewe's comm here as soon as he
closes up, an I'm to take my best and
lightest tools with us when we go
out"
Didn't he let drop nothin' else?"
Baxter demanded.
mo; so help me, he didn't. Just
that. But you have promised me.
Rax, and you, too. Mari, that IL ever
/ could frame 1t SOS to get anything
on Crewe. you'd let up on me. Well,
here is your chanst.
"Crewe's goin' to do something to-
night, r he wouldn't have made that
date with me, would he? II you two
bulls can't trail along and find out
what Is 1t, after what I've told you
that amt MY fault"
What do you think of II, Marl?"
Baxter asked his partner.
cit looks good to me, Bax." was the
reply. TITS workin' out fine. Wen
get Crewe tonight. and get him right.
Say. Rickett, can't you stow one Of
US away somewhere I'd like to hear
what Crewe's got to say when he gets
here"
The stool-pigeon's eyes dilated with
terror.
II wouldn't dast," he replied in
stantly. I'D rather chuck the hull