Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1916-12-01


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wait a minute" called Lamar over
his end of the wire. Gould you see
who It was that snapped the cuffs on
your"
/ mo-" yelled Gage. Il couldn't see a
thing except woman's hand-with a
Red Circle On the back of IT,"
Lamar turned white. Then he asked
sharply;
ANY other clue?"
Cages voice came hesitatingly over
the wire.
WELL" he mumbled, miss Travis
called. l showed her into your Office
to wait-and then she disappeared"
Lamar slowly hung up the receiver.
Just as slowly he got up. He stood
thinking a moment, then turned to
Farwell and said, CURLY:
Keep this absolutely quiet until
investigate. I'll do all l can-good
day"
Meanwhile, June, oblivious to all
the trouble she had caused, made her
way to the park, the coveted receipt
and the banknotes Rugged tight to her
breast.
Gordon was still there, though the
chauffeur had wandered onto the grass
somewhere.
AS she neared the cab, Gordon
leaned out eagerly.
What luck?" he said uneasily.
I lonEa1 hannu I fool uOtI
surely wouldn't have to ask" smiled
June, holding out the receipt.
"Hooray!" cried Gordon, opening the
paper and reading it.
Then he looked at June and the
tears came into his eyes.
You are a wonder" he said in a
low voice. Il can never repay you,
you marvellous girl! How did you
ever get the paper?"
The happy light died out of June's
eyes.
Don't ask me how got it," she
murmured THE only thanks l wish,
is your silence. You do not know
what am. Now, you must go, and so
must l; but first, / want you to &C.
cept this little roll of money-it may
come in handy" AS she spoke, she
opened her wrist bag, and handed
had taken from the safe.
Il can't take this" stammered Cor,
don. You have done too much for
me already"
You can, and you must" answered
June firmly. You don't know how
much you may need it, nor how soon. y
Since you insist we'll call it a
loan," said Gordon, reluctantly peck.
citing the money-"and thank you a
million times"
With hurried hapdshake and good.
by June disappeared. Gordon looked
about for, his driver, who presently
slouched into view, half asleep. Evil
IDENTIFY he had found the grass very
soothing and comfortable to his rheu-
matte old bones.
Time to drive on, my son." said
Gordon.
"All right, boss" yawned the driver.
'Jes' soon's / crank 'er up"
Then he ambled around to the front
of the cab and began to turn the
crank. AS the engine started to buzz
hopefully, Gordon, still nervous and
on the lookout, saw and recognized a
plain-clothes detective, who was run
ming toward the cab.
1t took Gordon barely a second to
leap to the steering wheel, knock the
sleepy driver to one side and send
the car forward.
The plain-clothes man was just too
quick for him, however, and managed
to leap onto the running board as the
machine moved off.
Gordon put the car at full speed,
and thanked his stars that he was
ambidextrous. Steering a bit wildly
with his left hand, he suddenly leaned
out on the other side and struck the
scrambling policeman fiercely in the
stomach. The officer doubled up, but
held on like a mountain goat.
II was a more or less even fight, as
each man had but one arm free, and
neither could Csc his legs to any ad-
vantage.
There was no chance for science ;.
none for a clean, effective blow. The
fighters beat at each other in futile,
awkward fury.
The cab swlrled and cavorted; but
there were no park policemen to be
seen, and the plain,clothes man could
not take time to draw out his whistle
But he did get out his revolver,
presently, and was about to level it
at his quarry, when Gordon tented
and drove his clenched fist into his
foes throat just below the point of
the Jaw.
1t was the first good blow of the
whole scrimmage. And it did its work
The detective reeled backward, trod
on thin air and catapulted into the
road, where he landed on his head
and one shoulder.
There Gordon left him, with never
look back. His whole thought was
conferred upon getting far enough
away so that he might safely leave
the cab without fear of being tracked