The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-03-09

ly lodged. In doing 80 Bill unluck1ly
struck projecting awning hook with
his head. The blow was sharp and
the end of the hook penetrated his
temple. Bill sank to the pavement I'M
conscious.
Some of the idle laborers who had
been alarmed at the shot, seeing Bill
go down, came forward. Bill, bleeding
at the temple, lay while Spike, won
dering what had happened, stood by.
The sheriff came up.
There he u.s." said one of Seagrue's
men, pointing to Spike. There's the
man that did the shooting"
The crowd worked in and the sher-
iff, despite Spikes protests, laid his
hand on Spikes shoulder and told him
that he was under arrest, turning him
over to a deputy as he did so, with
orders to search him. In a moment
they found on Spike the revolver he
had taken from Bill at the courthouse.
The sheriff opened the gun. 1t con-
tanned five loaded shells; the sixth had
been discharged
The crowd, angry at Spike, surged
forward, the sheriff holding them back
as best he could while he directed his
deputy to take the prisoner away.
Helen and Storm, finishing their
lunch, had gone to the courthouse and
were busy with the recorder who was
trying to find the missing book, when
a clerk coming in told about the fight
down street, and of prisoner, named
Spike, the crowd was trying to take
from the sheriff.
Storm and Helen, not waiting to
pursue their search, left the room to
ascertain what the disturbance was
about.
By this time the sheriff and his dep
uties had succeeded in getting Spike
to the calaboose where they pushed
him inside. But the crowd, now a
mob, had followed hard on their heels.
1t was growing larger every moment
and the feeling was running higher.
In fact, Storm and Helen had hardly
reached the street when they were
told there was good prospect of the
city Jail being raided and Spike be-
ing dragged out and hanged to the
first pole.
Seagrue had sent Lug out to look
for Bill, whose disappearance dis
turbed him. And Lug, finding his part
ner lying deserted on the sidewalk,
tried hard to bring him around. He
stopped a man running past and with
his help propped Bill up.
Helen and Storm, reaching the edge
of the crowd in front Of the Jail, saw
and heard enough to make them real
ize the seriousness of the situation.
They looked at each other.
What do you think?" asked Helen
of her companion anxiously.
Storm shook his head. We've got
to get help, Helen, and get it quick.
1.-THE only place it can come from
is the camp, them" responded Helen
with decision. "And we must go after
it, George"
They fastened to the station and
told the story to the agent. Storm
wrote a message, directing boy to
rush upstairs with it and get it off.
When Rhinelander opened the tele-
gram few moments later, he read:
SPIKE WORKING IN OUR BE-
HALF IN TROUBLE WITH SEA-
GRUE'S GANG. THEY ARE STORM
ING JAIL TO LYNCH HIM. ON EN-
CINE. HAVE HELP READY AS
SOON AS WE ARRIVE-STORM.
assembled his men, told them of the
trouble at Las Vegas and asked if they
were willing to help rescue Spike.
They answered with an affirmative
yell and he ordered them to climb
aboard a fat car.
In front of the Jail man was ha-
ranguing the crowd and urging them to
get the murderer. And his listeners
were already in a humor to rush the
place. Within, the sheriff and his men
were anxiously watching develop
ments.
The sheriff ordered a deputy to slip
quietly out the back way and get hold
of a car. The moment the machine
appeared the sheriff smuggled Spike
out, meaning to take him to the coun-
ty Jail for safe keeping. Unfortunately,
an alert rioter saw the move. He
gave the alarm.
Before Spikes captors could get
him away the crowd headed the ma
chine off,. It was then a case of any
port in a storm and the officer with
his little party took refuge in the city
council chambers, Handwriting Spike
to the floor in order to have everyone
free to hold the rioters at bay.
Helen and Storm had boarded
switch engine in the yards and run it
down to camp where the fiat car filled
with men was coupled to it and with
Rhinelander in charge, headed again
for Las Vegas.
The sheriff in the council chamber
found himself surrounded. He went
to the door and addressed the mob.
He told them he would defend the
prisoner with his life. The officer went