Bisbee daily review., 1916-12-10
The pursuit of that yellow-trimmed

me puISulI OI that y6llOW-ITluluOu taxicab led through the canyonlike streets of the lower city onto a squat ierryboat and across the turbid river, threaded the narrow mazes of Jersey City. and finally swept out on to the broad highways of the open country. Like greyhound coursing a clumsy rabbit, the high-powered limousine clung to the lurching taxi, and then as the two dust-enveloped vehicles struck into the uplands their speed percepti- bly, slackened.
 Among these rolling uplands were the stately summer mansions of a millionaire colony which migrated here annually from the sweltering me tropolis, It was in this abiding place of wealth that Enoch Golden had erected a great rambling manor house.
 The aged banker now stepped out of one of the French windows open ing on the broad veranda and stood thoughtfully surveying the peaceful landscape glimmering in the June sun light
 What is troubling you, Enoch?" his gentle-faced wife inquired tender ly; do you think we may still be in danger from that man who already has caused us so much suffering?"
 Tt isn't that l fear for myself" Golden replied, fondling the hand that lay in his, but that human monster seems bent on striking at me through harming Margery. He is capable of anything, but I hardly believe he will dare remain in this vicinity with both Captain Bracket and Lieutenant Kirby on his track"
 Even as he spoke those two redoubt- able, if somewhat heavy-featured, po- lice officers turned in at the graveled driveway.
 Its all right, Mir. Golden" called out the red-jowled police captain as soon as he got within hailing distance, not a trace of that bunch of yeggs They must have been tipped off was workin' on the case"
 That's fine" called out a sweet girl ish voice from the house, now father can't refuse to let me have that gallop Major and are both longing for"
 It would be hard for me to refuse you anything. Margery." responded the affectionate father, and if Captain Bracket thinks it will be safe, cer- tainly don't want to spoil your pleas ure."
 Your daughter will be in no dan ger while I'm around" pompously an nounced that officer, and now the Iron Claw bandit has cleaned out, I'm goin' on a still hunt for that masked gum-shoe artist. That paper your secretary got off Red Egan leaves a lot of bad jobs that need explainin'.
 A few minutes later a groom ap- preached the veranda leading a spirit ed black horse. Margery leaped into the saddle and the thoroughbred swung into the lake road. She became so absorbed in the liquid-noted duet of two mating song birds that whom Ma ior suddenly pricked up his ears and shied to one side of the road her equi. librium was seriously threatened for the moment. As sine regained her pre- carious balance and quieted her high strung mount Margery discovered the object of his fright was a black. dust coated limousine standing half con- cealed in the thick shrubbery. A mo- tionless figure sat in the drivers seat, his visored cap pulled low over his face.
 She urged the sbittish animal past the troublesome black specter and continued down the road. every sense keenly on the alert for possible dan ger Presently her horse reared again, and this time more violently, as a hawk-faced chauffeur wearing a greasy duster jumped up from the grassy bank where he had been smok- ing his pipe. Near this disreputablc figure stood an equally disreputable- looking taxicab with yellow trimmings. With a light touch of her whip. Mar gerry swept past this leering hamburger of evil
 A few hundred yards farther on Margery sharply refined in her mount and sat, intently staring into a ciGnp of alder bushes growing close to the lake. In that clump of bushes she saw the back of a thick-shouldered man, who, by his impatient move ments. appeared to he waiting for someone. As the puzzled girl watched that vaguely familiar figure, a startling development took place. A second per son, whose features were concealed by g dcrisively smiling mask of yellow fabric, stepped out of the dense foli. age and abruptly confronted the wait ing figure, whom Margery now placed the one of Lcgar's scoundrels known as One-l.amp Louie.
 Apparently the newcomer was mak. ing some urgent demand upon that ono-eyed miscreant, a demand which he emphasized by sundry prods with the muzzle of a heavy blue-metaled revolver. After casting a furtive glance about him, the willy gangster appeared to weakly surrender. for he