Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-12-27
CHAPTER V.
The Disappearance of Bow-Wow

The DiSapDcarance of Bow-Wow
Thin bands as of steel were about
the throat of Martin Burke, and,
strong man though he was, he could
not turn, nor break the grip of those
maniacal fingers! With the cunning
of frenzy, the white-haired madman
had drawn back Burke's head so that
he could only wave his arms helpless
ly, while above him bent that dis
torted face with the glaring red eyes.
Burke's own eyes were diStended, his
breath was stopped, and his face was
purpling, when the door was thrown
open and Nora Maloney, as big and as
broad and as strong as the grand
father who had led the Fenians, came
dashing in, with a huge hand ready
for the fray. In one more minute,
Bow-Wow, his fever of strength all
spent, was lying flat on the floor, and
the Widow Maloney, her thick ankles
sticking straight before her, was sit
ting on him, the ruddy glow of the
fire and the ruddy light of the dawn
blending with the ruddy flush of her
face.
Your life belongs to me, Martin
Burke" she puffed, twisting her fallen
hair into a scraggly knot. II think
1 saved it for you"
grudgingly, for he had his suspicious
of the Widow Maloney's intentions re-
garding him. "I take it as u gift, but
/ can never repay you; so it would
be no use to try" He was feeling of
his throat.
cred janltress Nora, and cast up at the
stalwart fellow a glance and a smile
of great friendliness.
where's my needle?" growled
Burke, wisely changing the subject
and searching the floor.
He found the hypodermic as if
nothing had happened. he prepared
his solution, and filled his needle, and
gave Bow-Wow the injection.
"A case of the jerries," guessed
Mrs. Maloney, as Martin gallantly
helped her to her feet. ITS many's
the time I handled Andy Maloney
when he had the ferries. The best way
found was to clout him behind the
ear with a stick of stove wood
"It's a favorite domestic method" +"
drily commented Burke. II don't
think this is q regular case of the
tremens just yet" he went on, study
in the now quiet Bow-Wow. The man
had not succumbed to the drug, but
he was weak from over-exertion.
He'll have the sure enough jim jams
in about two days; but if l have him
sober enough, in between, to answer
questions for the boss, I'll be very
well satisfied" He picked up Bow
Wow and carried him to the bed, as
If the man were a child.
shall 1 sit with you?" offered
Nora, out of the goodness of her
heart.
You shall not" refused Burke
promptly. 1t was in his nature to
blarney Mrs. Maloney, but it was in
his wisdom not to. So, all by himself,
he remained at Bow Vows bedside
until the stupor of the drug had set
Il 10 n
IN the lounging-room for a nap. The
man was safe for few hours. No
Billy as yet.
No Billy when Burke awoke, with
the bright sun streaming in at the
windows of the lounging-room, and
with Nora Maloney shaking him by
the shoulders.
'The saints be thanked" said Nora,
as he opened his eyes. "I thought for
a while that you'd shot the drug into
the wrong man, for I've been ringing
your bell and pounding on your door
this past hour
That's kind of you, Mrs. Maloney,"
returned Burke. Rubbing his eyes,
and springing up. he went to the door
OF Blllys room. Empty!
with a frown of worry, he visited
Bow-Wow. The tramp was lying wide
awake, but there was no deiirium
in his eyes. He was too weak, how
NNVi' " TlS6.
THE top of the morning to YOU
Pop" greeted Burke cheerfully
"How's your appetite ?"
Water!" moared Row-W Wow.
Never mind, old Sport we'll have
you out and well chiriled up in less
than no time. If I've time TODAY
I'll give you hair cut, and We'll trim
your chinchillas."
lie, hustled out to the pantry. and
into the mans glass of water he pour
ed something from his stock of rough
medicines. He hesitated before he
prepared this dose. 1t would
strengthen and clear the patient for
a day, but the relapse would be seri-
Gus. Anyway" decided Burke. as
a sop to his own conscience, the man
couldn't escape the ferries sooner or
later. and he's in good hands"
Shall I stay and help your" offered
Mrs. Maloney, looking the cherry
comforter which she was willing to
be. ~
You shall not" refused Burke em-
phatcaily, and. taking no offense
Nora left him alone, There is always
time until eternity comes to an END.
That was a busy day for Burke
but he was glad that 1t was, It kent
him from worry. There were a dozen
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