Bisbee daily review., 1916-10-22

the delusion that those warnings were intended for his own ear It was not until the huge and slatternly figure flung itself upon his still crouching shoulders that he awakened to the fact that he was being attacked, the startled eavesdropper found himself flung bodily through the suddenly opened door, even before he could draw his revolver. For he knew now beyond doubt that he was in the terri tory of the enemy. He knew that still another trap had been set for the un- wary. He knew it, even before he caught sight of Legar himself and Margery Golden shrinking close to the wall at his side.
 It was on Legar that he fixed his eye as he whipped out his firearm and steadied himself with one hand against the broken wall
 Legar saw that revolver leveled xt his body He saw the look on Man ley's colorless face. He knew what was coming.
 He did not stop to argue; he did not even turn to flee. But as he stood there, with bis deep-set eyes -.xed on Nanley's face, his long right arm that terminated in it's claw of iron shot out and caught at the arm of. the. girl still crouching so close to the wall be side him. But even quicker was Man ley's discovery. of Legar's intentions to swing the body of the girl about in front of his own as a human shield. And Manley, while the path was still clear, leyeled his gun and nred
 There was a shout, half of horror and half of rage, as Legar went down in heap. his wooden arm-end thump- ing on the rough flooring like a nal let as he fell. And at the same mo ment that the brawny-armed amazon boldly struck Manley's right arm up towards the ceiling. that startled band of Legar's followers united in a rush for the Gssailant of their leader and chief.
 In the first two minutes of that al together hopeless struggle Manley had los; both his gun and his coat In the next minute he had lost Lis breath In the next his liberty itself was gone. for those worthies lost no time in tying and trusting him up as neatly as a French chef trusses a capon. As he waS rudely backed away to where Margery Golden. equally corded and tied. already stood. he heard one os the men behind him speak.
 Did he croak the chief?'
 Nav, he's still breathin'!"
 Then we gotta get him outa here. Pip. you call taxi We gotta get him back to his own Malina. or there1l be hell to payI"
 How about this gun boob and the rib?"
 Gag 'em and throw 'em into that bathroom therel And if youse turn on the gas by accident. I guess it's go- in to save us all lot O trouble!"
 The Creeping Message.
 David Manley, for all the predica' ment confronting him, tried to school himself to caimness.
 Close beside him. bound and gagged like himself. he could feel the inert body of Margery Golden.
 But what most disturbed him was the gas jet that stood out from the green-papered wall high above lis head. That had been the finishing touch at the hands of his enemies.
 He looked carefully about the room. point by point It was nothing but a commonplace bathroom. with a door on one side and a small window high ID in the wall on the opposite side.
 He found nothing. in that methodic inventory of his surroundings. Co re- vive the slowly dying embers of hope. He could neither move nor call out. But there was still wy of sending a message out to the world
 He worked and foundered about un- til he was in a sitting position. Then he worked his way closer to the enamel bathtub. leaning. panting and helpless over it's edge. for a moment or two. as a drunken man leans over a cell cot. Then energy again revived l in him. He slowly and painfully edged 1 further and further over into the bath | tub. like a cut worm rounding a leaf | edge. until with his forehead he was | able to push and bunt the loose drain ! plug into it's socket. Then. once more | withdrawing from the bathtub. he di- l rccted his attention to the nearer of | tho two taps that stood at It's head. | He had the use of neither hand nor | foot. to turn that tap. But b. iho ! pressure Of his owr skull against the | tarnished brass tap handle nc WIS finally able to throw the faucet open | Then he sank we3riIy back So taC | floor. for his head was s-.nuIl- l'- zily and bands of steel seem --~