White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1918-01-27

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I'm glad he isn't dead" Gwyn
told the sheriff. but | shall have TO
ask you to put him under arrest be-
fore he escapes. He and his con-
federates have stolen the deeds TO
the mine!'
Won Bleck started and sat up, the
old look of cunning breaking thru
his stupor. He raised a trembling
finger and pointed down the road.
Arrest me?" He laughed. Don't
worry about that. sheriff. Look
there is your car. Gwyn stole 1t. He
Is a thief
II was a small card. but it took
the trick. The sheriff knew his a
ter. ITS true" he said. Mr.. Gwyn.
you are under arrest" White with
anger at such outrageous treatment,
Gwyn sprang forward in vigorous
protest, but Nan caught his arm and
restrained him with a whispered
warning. The explosion, she knew,
sounded its own alarm, and help
would be on it's way from the village.
Help did come, and very soon. The
road up the mountain side was dot
ted with motors and horsemen before
the last echo had died, and at the
head of the procession came a bright
red machine with a strip offlying
bunting whipping in the wind behind
il. It's radiator was boiling like a
kettle when it drew up beside the
track. The man at the wheel was
square Deal" Hogan, a wiry little
lriShman who had come TO Lost Mine
when II was still a municipal infant,
and whose standing among the towns
people was won by the fact that he
was ready to give each newcomer his
hand or his fist. as the conduct and
intentions of the visitor might war
He took in the situation at a
Whats the trouble " ne asked,
stepping forward.
Gwyn started to explain. his au-
iience growing larger every minute
is the rescuers arrived. Nan, stand
ing at his side. sought the eye of
zach friend in the crowd. nodding
assent. When Gwyn conclud-
I'd there vas a silence. Hogan read
he faces about him with growing
and walked out to face
the sheriff. But Causley. too, had
seen the swift rise of suspicion. With
a wink to Won Bleek he turned to
with a smile of consultation.
Why didn't you tell me this be-
he said. Then. turning. he
almost shouted at the abject Won
Bleck. Stand up. there, Come here,
lou r under arrest. do you hear?"
Won Bleck rose painfully and vas
ed 10 the skerif's machine.
The sooner he's under lock and
key the better Causley called back
10 the crowd. and a moment later the
ar turned a corner and was gone.
Very odd. wasn't it" said Gwyn.
You must have h~ypnotized him
But don't. understand it
As the words passed his lips
he ehoked and started. Comprehen-
'ion swept over his features like a
il of pain. a realization more agoniz-
ng thar physical torture. Won Bleck
had the deeds, Csusley had trick
d him, The ownership of the mine
md all IL meant 10 the nation would
Ass INTO The hands OF the enemy,
He fairly dragged Nan and Hogan
the auto. explaining as he went
elear-eyed and determined.
look the wheel. IL was a race for
he greatest prize on earth. They
swept down the road like a flying
faster and faster. and fast
sr vet. as they struck the d~ovngrsde
md rushed on. Mans airs hummed
md rang with the pressure OF the
wind. Gwyn shields his face with his
But Hogan, his eyes narrow
"a 10 mere Sits. crouehed tense and
over the wheel
At the tor of a rise they glimpsed
he car Of the sherif only half a mile
ahead They were gaining
And then occurred one of those
tricks Of fate thar so often twist our
A little thing II was-only
4 woodcutter telling a n But
both ears we're on the same stretch
The anal stroke Ger home,
and the great oak began TO fall
the road II Was a desperate
but Won Bleck ? desperate
enough to meet H.
Drive on he commanded More
speed And Causley's a shot out
from the swiftly descending shadow