The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-03-06
Ny STUART RIVERS

the taxicab reached Forty-second street it turned sharp to the right and disap- peared.
 Tracy gave his motor sudden charge of gas and they leaped ahead.
 You sec" Judge Crane exclaimed. "Now they'll turn north again or try to lose us somewhere around Times Square in those short blocks between Broadway and Seventh avenue
 They followed around the corner, catch ing up on the taxicab as it sped west. But at Broadway there was no move to turn north; they continued straight on across town, heading for the Hudson.
 This begins to look better" Judge Crane observed. Susie may be in that cab and she may be trying to lose us. I'm
 not afraid of that. but if she sent her
 move might be to go straight on down to headquarters, pick up our men and beat it for Hester street" A short pause followed, while they crossed Eighth avenue. They were near ing Ninth avenue when the judge rested his hand on Tracy's arm. ''If they don't turn here,'' he said '.leave them and go downtown, swing under the elevated, Ninth avenue will be all clear of | traffic. and let out this car for all she's worth If I'm not greatly mistaken. as soon as they find we have stopped fol lowing them they will begin following us and we don't want them to catch sight of us after we turn Tracy nodded. and almost instantly, as
 he saw the taxicab drive straight across
 the avenue, turned with long sweep tc
 the left and, following Judge Cranes in-
 structions, gave the motor it's reserve
 power
 ; It seemed that they hardly touched the
 street In flashing shapes, dimly seen
 the elevated pillars went by them in i stalking companies. There was no neee for a horn as the avenue was completely deserted. and their flight was as silent as gust of wind.
 Looking back Judge Crane saw, far | behind, taxicab turn into the space under the tracks and come speeding after them, it's pace, evident from the rocking of the two little lambs that gleamed l fitfully from the cars sides Yes" he muttered. "So that's the game. I'd give years growth to know
 who is in that cab.' He turned to Tracy and nodded. Now lose them" he or dered. They came back, as I expected after they found we had stopped follow ing
 That's the easiest thing to do." the little chauffeur muttered. and whipped his car into Fourteenth street. shot cross the turn at an angle and straightened out. Almost instantly they reached sssv- enth avenue and here he again turned, still at top speed, and the swerve of the car forced Judge Crane hard up against the outside cushion.
 Down through the criss-cross streets of Greenwich Village and out upon Lafay- cite street, the race seemed to be over almost before 1t began, and when Judge Crane looked back there was no tax icab following in their wake. Now to Headquarters he ordered. And keep her going.'
 Keeping her going,' was also one of the best things that Tracy did, for they
 tore on downtown, rocketing over the crossings and only checking up their pace as the big gray building of police head quarters loomed up on their left. A small group of men were standing on the steps, evidently waiting. and with a hoarse shout, Judge Crane help up his hand.
 Haggerty. leading the others down the steps, stepped quickly on the running board.
 "well?" he asked, whats new?" Plenty Judge Crane answered brief- ly. Get in. I'll tell you as we go.' Haggerty with his four companions tumbled into the car even before 1t had lost headway, and with a Iurch Tracy swung sharp about and went racing back uptown.
 Gro be continued tomorrow.)