Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-11-05

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ing poiteness, 81 presume you are
Colonel Pennington = my name is
Bachanen p. Oglivy. and / am in
charge of these operations. am the
vice president and general manager of
the N. G. O., and / am engaged in the
blithe task Of making a jump crossing
of your rails. Have a cigar" And he
thrust a perfecto under the CoToners
nose. Pennington struck 1t TO the
ground, and on the instant, half a
dozen rough rascals emptied their
shovels over him. He was deluged
with dirt.
"Srand back, Colonel, stand back, II
you please. You're in the way of the
shovelers." Buck Ogilvy warned him
soothingly.
Bryce Cardigan came over. and at
sight of him Pennington choked with
fury. "You--you--" he sputtered. I'M
able to say more.
"fm the N. C. o." Bryce replied.
mice little fiction that of yours about
the switch-engine being laid up in the
shops and the Laurel creek bridge be-
| ing unsafe for this big mogul." Tie
looked Pennington over with frank adj
miration. you're certainly on the
| Job. Colonel. I'll say that much for
you"
you've stolen my engine" Penning-
! ton almost screamed. "Tll have the
law on you for grand larceny"
"Tut-tut, You don't know who
stole your engine. For all you know.
your own engine crew may have run
1t down here"
"TlI attend to you. sir" Pennington
replied, and he turned to enter Mayor
Poundstone's little fivver
mot tonight, at least" Bryce re-
torted gently. Having gone this far,
I would be poor general to permit
you to escape now with the news of
your discovery. You'd be down here
in an hour with couple of hundred
members of your mill crew and give
us the rush. You will ohlige me, Colo
mel Pennington, by remaining exactly
where you are until give you permits
sion to depart"
And If | refuse"
"Then ! shall lnanhaudIe you. truss
! You up like fowl in the tonneau Of
your car, and gag you"
To Bryce's infinite surprise the Colo
mel smiled. "Oh, very well !" he re
piled. Il guess you've got the bulge
on me young man. Do you mind If /
sit IN the warm cab of my own en-
CINE? / came away in such a hurry
| quite forgot my overcoat."
"Not at all. III sit up there and
keep you company"
Half an hour passed. An automo-
bile came slowly up Water street and
paused half block away, evidently
accommodating the situation. Instant
| ~ the Colonel thrust his head out the
| cab window.
Sexton" he shouted. "Cardigan's
cutting in u crossing. He's holding
me here against my will. Get the mill
crew together and phone for Rondeau
and his woods-crew. Send the switch
engine and couple of flats up for
them. Phone Poundstoue. Tell him
to have the chief of police"
Bryce Cardigan's great hand closed
over the ColoneFs neck, while down
Water street a dark streak that was
Buck Ogilvy sped toward the automo-
! bile, intending to climb In and make
| Pennington's manager a prisoner also.
He was too late. however. Sexton
swung his car and departed at full
speed down Water street, leaving the
disappointed Buck to return painting
to the scene of operations.
Bryce Cardigan released HIS hold on
Pennington's neck. "You win, Colo
nell" he announced. mo good can
come Of holding you here any longer.
Into your car md on your way"
"Thank you, Young man." tho Colo
mel answered. and there was a metal
lie ring in his voice. He looked at
his watch in the glare of a torch.
PLENTY Of time" he murnured. Cur
few shall not ring tonight" Quite
| deliberately he climbed into the
mayors late source Of woe and
| breezed away.
Colonel Pennington did not at once
return to his home, however. Instead
he drove up to the business center of
| the town The streets were deserted,
but one saloon--the Sawdust Pile
was still open.
Pennington strobe through the bar
and into the back room, where num-
Der Of poker games were in progress.
For a moment he stood. his cold,
ophidian glance circling the room I'M
I'll It came to rest on no less a per-
sonage than the Black Minorca, an
individual with whom the reader has
already had some slight Acquaintance.
1t viii be recalled that the BLACK
Minorca led the futile rush against
Bryce Cardigan that day in PennIng-
toms woods.
The Colonel approached the able
where ire Black Minorca sat thumb
ing the edges of his cards. and
touched the cholo on the shoulder.
The Black Minorca turned, and lem