Omaha daily bee., 1917-04-29

writers, smashed up the crates in his
little office, put the machines into his
auto and, driving to Lowenstein's
pawn shop in Mountain Springs, sold
them.
Webb was directed by Frost to in
vestigate the theft. Instead OF doing
SO, he sent Burke down to look after
it. Burke met Marshall. in a driving
ralnstorm, outside Wayne station.
Completely soaked, they adjourned to
the office for Burke to dry himself by
the fire. And the same rain likewise
drenched Buck Masters, who escaping
from the truck, had rid himself OF his
handouts, built a fire in the river
woods and lain down beside it.
Driven by the heavy rain, Masters
started down the track for shelter.
At Marshall's shack, he knocked on
the door. While Marshall opened it,
Burke, throwing kindling into the
stove, picked up a board broken from
a typewriter crate. He saw that Mar
shall was the thief. The latter, driv-
ing Masters from the door, turned
around and realized that Burke held
IN hand evidence of his theft. He in
stantly caught the revolver from
Burke's hip pocket and forced up the
claim agents hands. Burke laughed:
Marshall, you're caught
How"
Burke picked up part of the case
cover bearing the name of the type
writer. The next moment, taking Mar
shall off his guard, Burke. striking
suddenly downward, knocked the re-
volver from his opponents hands,
grappled him, and recovered the
weapon.
But unknown to either man, their
brisk skrmish had been seen. Mas
lers had taken refuge in the cellar and
now from a trap door looked on.
When Burke forced Marshall to tell
where he had disposed OF the type
writing machines, Masters ears were
open.
so you are one of Lowenstein's
gang" said Burke, laughing at his
captive. With the words he held out
his hands. He remembered tele-
phone message that had come the
same morning from Lowenstein ask
ing him to get hold of some silk. In
few minutes the two crooks. now
friends, were plotting new depreda-
ton together.
I've got a job for you" declared !
Burke. "Get hold of ten bolts of silk
from car l0Oll on 245 up tomorrow
from Pedro. Have a good man to
help"
When Marshall answered that he
knew of no confederate, Masters saw
his chance. He rushed around to the
station door and throwing it open,
yelled: "I'm a good mani
For Burke to compare notes with
the newcomer took only a moment;
the three came to terms and Burke
LETT.
Helen, to apprehend Masters, had |
had pamphlet printed, containing her
fathers picture and a description of |
his double. These she had sent to
the police over the country asking for
any information that might come. And |
she did, at length, receive word that
looked favorable from distant city. |
Securing permission, she went down
to her fathers prison to tell him. Re-
turning she missed the train back and
from telephone she called up Webb.
Burke had returned to the office re-
porting no news of the typewriters.
Frost was furious: You should have
attended to this yourself" he said
angrlly, and you'd better get after it
right now"
The chief took the hint.
There is a car of manifest freight
coming up on 245," added Frost, Sig
nifcantly. "Meet it at Wayne's Sid
ing"
When Helen reached Webb on the
phone he asked her to keep track OF
the manifest car until it reached
where he would Join her.
Helen was actually boarding the
freight train when she encountered !,