Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1916-03-10

tional surroundings that the bare
thought of any untoward event .sve-
entered the head of any Of the thropg
Of guests.
Still, il one had been observant- Il
would have been seen that a numher
of silent, formally garbed men moved
through the crowds with singularlv
deft, insinuating manner; that thew
were constantly alert as they paused
here and there near some group en-
gagged in lowvoiced conversation, sat.
isfied themselves that no CONSPIRACY
was afoot, and moved on; that faces
Of many of the man guests were keen.
ly If furtively scanned; and finally
that no one of the young woman
guests went outside with male escort
that she was not followed at a re.
spectful distance and watched.
AT eleven o'clock came the denoue.
ment; but SO quietly was it conducted
until the shooting began, that NOT
more than three or four of those pres
ent knew that anything out Of the
ordinary was happening.
A few minutes before the hour the
curtained automobile left its station
in the alley and vanished. Pres.
emily when a big curtained auto.
mobile, but with it's lights all glaring
drew up across the avenue from the
Macklin gates it was at once incon.
spicuously surrounded by half-dozen
individuals who viewed 1t with suspi.
cion.
Now this particular reception was
being given in honor of Miss EVELYN
Fowler. whose name is as familiar to
newspaper readers as our presidents
or any other individuals who is con.
stantly in the public eye. Miss Fow.
Ter could not be termed beautiful
nor even pretty. Neither was she
young. nor wise, nor witty. But her
father was accounted one of the ma.
tons richest men, Miss Evelyn her.
self was many times a millionaire
and her-eccentricitie we shall say
were matters Of common knowledge
So when this lady passed out upon
the broad stone-fiagged piazza in com
pany with no other than Edgar Mack
lin, son of her hostess, the watchers
within and without we're not so alert
and vigilant as they were in follow
ing the movements of more cherished
and admired beauties, and nothing
was thought OF it when young Mr..
Macklin was heard to remark that:
Some prank of Billy's, I'll wager;
he's always pulling off some new stunt
Well, We'll just go see what it is
Thus it was that the two strolled
along path that passed some sunken
gardens, just now inundated for win
ter skating, scarcely noticed by any.
body.
Mr.. Edgar Macklin's head all at once
ierked upward and back with a little
gurgling sound. Miss Fowler was on
the point of asking what might be
the matter when utter darkness fell
upon her. What happened was this:
a strong arm was passed under the
young mans chin from behind and
simultaneously a blanket was dexter
ously tossed, also from behind, so
that it instantaneously enveloped the
surprised lady from her head to her
feet. Edgar Macklin was left lying in
the gravelled path; but the lady was
borne by stout arms to a hedge that
separated the Macklin property from
adjoining premises.
A big curtained touring car darted
into one of the carriage entrances of
this yard just as the helpless captive
was handed across the hedge. The
tonneau curtains were lifted and she
was deposited upon the cushions. So
expeditiously did every detail work
out that the automobile scarcely
paused
The machine sped around the cir
cult Of the drive, unchecked until it's
return to the entrance. Here its
further progress was blocked. A sec
ond machine was crowding the gate
way
Voices cursed and argued hoarsely
and commanded furtively. Miss Fow'
Ter contrived scream, muffjed and
subdued. but despairing enough. Then
pistol barked. Followed another
and another shot The big machine
backed and dashed headlong into this
second and lighter car.
Both were hopelessly wrecked.
BY this time men were running
from every direction. One man fought
desperately, almost overpowering the
four who were trying to subdue him;
another submitted docilely when hand
cuffs were snapped on his wrists.
Altogether, either in captured or
more or less seriously wounded, six
prisoners were accounted for, Miss
Evelyn Fowler, after being revived
was gushing with gratitude, and Felix
Hazard was jubilant
The Secret Six. at last had run
their course.
You know" Hazard was confiding
Shamefacedly TO Helen Rartnl some