Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1916-09-06
BY Edwin
'Ba11ner
copyrisht. 1915. BY the Chicago Triburs

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to answer how little he knew about
them or about others in his fathers
employ. They had come to Elgin re-
Gently to take machinists' positions.
They were good machinists.
.'ye.: ca-'s good for seventy or
eighty miles on the road?" Wendell de-
handed
'Eighty-five on straightaway. One
like 1t has been driven over 100 miles
an hour on track"
"And you dare drive 1t ike the devil.
IL we need tor
"Dare- Jim rejoined. what for?"
"For your friends In there. was
going to jump them as they came out.
They've motorcycles here But If we
can let them come out as If they
weren't watched and show US where
they're going and we could then get
them we'd find out more. But, aside
from the pace, it's going to be danger
GUS"
Dangerous Jim calculated, with
scorn.
''Quiet~ Wendell warned They're
coming"
Jim gazed with him about the cor
ner Of the building. A door at the far
end of the factory opened. and two
men stepped out into the shadow.
They looked about. and apparently saw
nothing to disturb them. They took
motorcycles which were leaning
against the building, brought them to
the street and started away.
"Noww Wendell cried. He was in
the seat beside Jim as the car started
and swiftly turned into the street and
foliowed'th cycles
Ingouf and Enloe, looking back, saw
the car: but. as they were riding at
little more than ordinary pace and as
the car vet made no attempt to over
.asss them they could nc. be certa.s
that they were followed. They went
fast and turned q corner. The car fol-
lowed, and when 1t pursued also about
a SECOND turn the men on the motor
cycles no longer had doubt that the
car was after them. They opened
up'' and speeded faster. Jim's foot
bore down on his accelerator, and the
car did not drop behind.
Eighty the speedometer showed, and
Wendell. clinging to the sides Of his
seat, cried Jim on. He gave the car
all he had. knowing no more than that
Bob must believe that the overtaking
OF ingouf and Enloe that night was
worth Bob's life and his own. and the
riders Of the motorcycles made 1t plain
that their errand was worth any risk.
The car had begun to gain upon one
cycle, although the other still kept
ahead. The rider Of the slower m94
chine. Ingouf. realized he was losing
Look outw Jim and Bob each cried
the warning to the other at the same
moment.
A round object, metallic from its
CLINT In the moonlight as it fell and
rolled in the road. dropped or was flung
back from the motorcycle. Jim, swerr-
ing bis wheels so that they would not
strike 1t, dashed over the object while
it was still rolling. And the car was
barely over-it was not ten yards by
when an explosion rocked the air. Jim,
his arms and legs all tense, his eyes
staring ahead, held the car ON its
course.
"Go on.' Bob cried to him, and he
saw without looking around that Wen
deli had revolver In his hand now
and was aiming 1t. Keep on: I'm go
ing to fire!'
The revolver roared twice, splitting
its smoke before Jim's face. The rush
dell fred twice again. The car was
coming up fast upon the motorcycle,
and the rider no longer tried to escape;
instead he slowed, leaped of bis ma
chine and turned, metallic missile In
hand, to fling 1t at the car pursuing
him.
Don't slow! Go byw Bob command
ed, firing again. and once more as the
car rushed by. insouc s:cepsd st the
first of these shots and, having fired
his missile, drew back his arm. The
pistol was fred in front of Jim and
across him, but he was by Ingouf be-
fore he could see what 1t did He was
still steering the car at seventy miles
an hour when he heard, behind him
again, the detonation Of an explosion.
and Wendell, shouting, was telling bin;
to stop.
He brought the car up as short as he
could; he leaped down to the ground
after Bob. who was running back be-
side the road. reloading the revolver as
he ran. The motorcycle which had
been ahead stopped far down the road:
the rider. Enloe, jumped of and stood
staring back. Jim watched him, and
when he made no move Jim grabbed a
steel bar from his tool box and fol-
lowed Wendell. He caught up with
Bob. who had stopped and crouched
fifty yards short Of the spot where they
had passed Ingouf. The mans motor
cycle, lying on its side In the road
and with the engine still running,
marked the place. Ingouf had disap
peared.
Il ought to have got him with that
last" Wendell said, and as he spoke
Jim was not ashamed that his breath.
ing was coming hard "But we'd bet
lei make sire What's ! Esiz:i,ccs doing
now!"
Jim looked about Hes riding again;
he's going away"
"Thcn we must get Ingouf!"
(To Be continued)
1MutsheIl.s
sThat crazy nut over there got so
violent Yesterday the warden had to