Bisbee daily review., 1916-02-20


 without loss of time. searched him. You've stolen our survey" exclaimed ! Helen wrathfully. Where is it?"
 Spike shrugged his shoulers. 'T don't know what you're talking about he muttered. What do you fellows want with me, anyway" he demanded. looking from one to the other of the two men, impudently.
 : They dragged him to the freight en- zine and with Storm directing, both engines started back to the passenger train. The freight engine sounded a greeting to the crew of the stranded flyer. and Storm and Helen clattered past to their own deserted train. With Storm speeding up at his throttle Helen soon saw the semaphore of Signal station and with the two pris- oners, Storm and his fireman returned with Helen to the house. Police officers were already m charge and the safe-blowers were turned over to them. Helen. agitated and anxious. was met at the door of the library by Amos Rhinelander. His face was grave. With keen. ques- tioning look her fathers friend laid his hand tenderly on her arm as she attempted to enter the room. Stop. Helen,' he said in constrained tone. Don't go in there just now"
 Storm stood near. She would have pushed past RhineIander, but again he opposed her entrance. And where is father?" she exclaimed as if a sud den realization had come upon her.
 My child" Rhinelander took her witldn his arm. we are under the or ders of the police. Nothing in the li- brary must be disturbed"
 An awful suspicion gripped her heart Father" she exclaimed in- tensely. He was hurt |, Where is he?"
 Rhinelander. avoiding her glance di- rected into the half-darkened room. motioned significantly to Storm. The engineer understood; but it was too late. Slipping with the strength and speed of lawn from between the two men. Helen darted into the library. Those of the fated household heard in the night an agonizing cry; it rang far She had found her father all too soon and had thrown herself beside his dead body. where it had been placed on the couch beside the fire place.
 Thus perished by the hand of a wretched criminal-a mere tieck of the scum of our civilization-this man who had himself and alone. discov- cred the first railroad pass over the Continental Divide.
 Seagrue's ears echoed lorE with a memory of that cry. Standing bes de his captured confederates he asked himself whether the price had not, af- ter all, been too high.
 But Spike. fnsensible to all but his criminal instincts. drew close beside him and asked him, uRObserved. for a pencil. But for the fear that his own neck might be ieoparded by an ex- posture. Seagrue would have had done with his two murderous tools then and there. but he had put himself in their power and dare not refuse. Spike. despite his handcufIed wrists. managed to scribble a note on Seaerues cuff. telling him where the survey had been hidden. The officers coming out of the library, marched the.r prisoners away.
 Alone in his room. the halfsickened conspirator read Spikes message. He paused and for Q long moment pom dered his situation. It was not hard for him to shake from s,5 cC0srience his own responsibility for she trsgic outcome Of his v.llaiay a.l Capelies. It was. he argued. uot wfc. Ec had contemplated or dese1. ?. vas Ca pelie's faut Accidents viii sagDen- sometimes f0fai uaes. Tho zane might stiI be i's
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