Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1916-04-07

the tie cars and the men hurriedly
began the unloading.
They were not to have an easy time
Of it. Seagrue, with his rioters, had
already climbed the hill and was urg-
ing them forward. Not a soul on the
engine had a weapon, and as Sea-
grue's men came on it looked as if
the train would be taken then and
there by force of numbers. Helen,
however, was not without reserves.
Give them the live steam, George,
and a lot Of it, quick" she cried.
Don't let them capture U.S."
Storm needed no more han the,
hint. Turning ON the valve he let
loose a hot cloud that drove Seagrue
and his gang gasping from the engine.
The foremost of the men caught in
the white fog were glad to get away
unhurt, and hating at a safe distance
rallied for orders.
Delaney. whose fighting blood was
just getting warmed up, saw a further
chance and called to his men to fol-
low him around the cut. The gang
divided and Delaney's part of it, start
ing over the hill, met Rhinelander's
men. For a time there was a hot
mix-up. AS the enemy came on in
ever increasing numbers, Wood and
his men were soon getting the worst
of it, but fresh shouts we've heard
down the hill and at the moment the
sheriff's posse-now arrived-running
in, tool the side of Rhinelander's men
and helped them beat S%eagrue's gang
back.
Outnumbered, driven from their
vantage ground and disheartened at
the unexpected diversion of the enc
my, Seagrue's men sullenly gave way;
even Bill Delaney's fiercest efforts
failed to rally them. 1t was only a
few minutes before the sheriff's men
were making prisoners right and left,
rounding up the stragglers and march
ing them down the cut. The hill had
been won and lost, but the ties had
been firmly held and were safely in
Rhinelander's possession.
The moment the fight was decided,
Storm, with Helen, went back to the
engine to get their personal prisoner.
the redoubtable Spike. They took him
back to where the sheriff was giving
his orders for the disposition of those
under arrest. Helen explained to the
sheriff very forcibly just what Spike
had done.
WELL" demanded the official jocu-
larly, "what'll we do with him? String
him up right here in a box carr"
NO" exclaimed Helen, Indignantly.
"You can do better than that" She
pointed to Seagrue, now also under
arrest. "Put those two men at work
unloading these ties for our camp.
They are the ringleaders in the whole
affair. If they had their deserts, they
would both be in the penitentiary.
Make them work, sheriff. That's the
last thing that pair want to do" Rhine
lander came up with his men as she
finished.
You're right" declared the sheriff.
good humored over the outcome.
From the look of EN-, what those
guys need is a dose of good, hard
work" He turned to his deputies II
pointed to the ties. Get those fell
lows up on the fiat cars and see they
both work every minute till the last
tie is unloaded."
Suppose they refuse to work,
suggested a deputy.
"Refuse?" echoed the sheriff, say"
agely. IF they do, find a pump that
will work and give 'em the cold wa
ter"
But Seagrue and Spike did work.
When Helen, R~hinelander and Storm
left the scene the two, beading with
sweat, were pitching ties in record
time.
(TO BE CoNTINUED.)