Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-12-09
THE MAN FROM YUKON
An Adventure of
Grant, Police Reporter
By Robert Welles Ritchie
An Adventure of
Story by Redfield ingalls,

Tho young reporter started after them
then hesitated. Cadogan and his detec.
! tives would be on the ground in n very
lew minutes. and since Grant had given
the number OF the "pool-room," they
would undoubtedly raid that Meanwhii.
what would become of the "telegrapher"
and what exactly signifed the brass nine
like the pneumatic chutes In department
stores. that was on the far wallis OF the
! latters room? The man ought to be look
ed after.
To think with Tommy Grant was, in a
crisis. to act. He went quietly to the door
ana tried IT, 1t was open. He slipped in
SIDE, and without bothering about ethics,
tackled the ''telegrapher," whose ba ok
was turned. without warning
the man uttered an oath, and a moment
later the reporter had cause to congratu-
late himself on his action, for he Whipped
out small, but wicked, automatic pistol
and was evidently fully prepared to
use 1t.
Thereat Tommy dropped all finesse.
sni1ted the half-Nelson he had secured for
1iu. jitsu arm-hold, and was lust Going
TO fracture the arm when the automatic
clattered to the floor and the man Yielded.
halr fainttng. Breathing heavily. for II
mad been lively tussle, the reporter
secured the weapon, and a moment later
had trussed up the swearing, evil-eyed
NAooN Win SoLle nHnuy tW1ne and length
Of gas-hose, binding him to a chair.
Then he dropped the pistol into his
pocket and went to the window. Below,
three stories down, Cadogan and his men
We're just turning into the street The
chief OF detectives looked up, and Grant
waved his hand. They would 20 straight
up to tho fake pool-room on the fourth
moor and II was up TO Grant to be there
10 Keep Porcupine from getting arrested.
He was just turning to tho door when
a thud from the direction of the brass
tube arrested his attention. He went at
once to investigate, opened a panel and
took out short brass cylinder with
buffers at each end. And this contained
Porcupine's poke" the fat leather wal
let sun stuffed full Of big bills! Grant
whistled.
And now II you'll kindly pass that
over here" said soft voice behind him.
The reporter started and turned, to face
Helen the Mouse and n very busine ss-like
revolver.
Come on" she said impatientiy. and
after look at her eyes he obeyed. 1t
was that or death.
The young woman backed out Of the
room calmly ignoring the pleas and
threats of the bound "telegrapher," and
locked the door behind her. At the same
moment Grant heard feet pounding down
the stairs and Porcupine's excited voice
crying, "Das yoint bane pinchedw
"Quick. the elevator" Grant heard
Helen respond. He attacked the door.
but 1t was securely locked, and he sprang
to the window.
A ledge ran along tho face of the build
ing, and Grant stepped out on Il without
hesitation and made his way. hugging the
wall, to the next window, which led into
the hallway. 1t was open, and the re-
porter sprang inside just In time to be
too late-the elevator was disappearing be-
low the floor level.
What's the matterT cried CadoRan.
half way down tho stairs.
They're making a getaway" snapped
Grant looking wildly around. A reel of
heavy fire-hose hung beside the window
and the reporter leaped for It with a
whoop OF joy. Here, brake this for me,
and We'll beat them to iti'
Cadogan cried out in horror as Grant
seized the nozzle and got out of the win
dow. but was too late to stop him. Grant
took n firm grip of the nozzle with the
hose trailing behind him. and dropped
He shot down with sickening velocity.
the reel squealing above, and landed safe
ly on the sidewalk just in time to halt
with the automatic Porcupine Helen and
her lieutenant as they hurried out of the
front door
A few minutes later Porcupine received
back his poke from the womans hand
bag, and watched in amazement as she
and her gang were marched away. you
vas right" he mourned to the grinning
reporter. "she bane no lady" Then his
face lighted. but bane vim two hundred
dollars on de first race, SO come on--ve
skoll do de town.