The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1922-11-16

million-dollar stock proposition when
they found they couldn't do it. They
knew If we ever 1T that vein 10
wouldn't be any time until they'd be
caught IN the job. That's why they'ra
ready to pull out-With somebody
else's million. They're getting at the
end of their rope. Another thing; that
explains them working at night"
Anita gritted her teeth. 49,. -.
II see it now can get the reason.
They've been telephoning Denver and
holding conferences and all that sort
Of thing. And they planned to leave
these two men behind here to take
all the blame"
'They'H get enough of It'll" added
Harry grimly. They're miners. They
could see that they were making d
straight cross-cut tunnel on to our
vein. They amt no children, Blindeye
and Taylor Bill. And 'ere's where
they start getting their trouble"
He pulled at the door and it yielded
g%rudgingly. The three slipped past,
following along the line of the tram
track in the darkness, Harry's pick
handle swinging beside him as they
sneaked along. Rods that seemed
miles; at last lights appeared in the
distance. Harry stopped to peer ahead.
Then he tossed aside his weapon.
There's only two Of 'em-Blindeya
and Taylor Bill. I could whip 'en
both myself, but I'll take the big 'un.
You" he turned to Fairchild-"you
get Blindeye."
"I11 get him."
Anita stopped and CROPPED about for
q stone. -
It'll be ready with something In casa
Of accident" came with determination.
Tive got q quarter Of q million I'm this.
myself"
They went on, fifty yards, q hun
dred. Creeping now, they already
were within the M of light, but be-
fore them the two men, double-jack-
ing at a swimmer" had their backs
turned. Onward-until Harry and
Fairchild were within ten feet Of the
"high-jackers," while Anita waited
stone in hand, in the background.
Came a yell, high-pitched, fendish,
racking, as Harry leaped forward. And
before the two .high-jackers" could
concentrate enough to S their siedgs
and drill as weapons, they weie
whirled about, battered against the
hanging wall, and swfrling In a daze
Of blows which seemed to come frens
0raTyyyxyhnrn n% 0,nn NDf1Tv~y unvs<ur
yelled Is he shot blow after blow into
the face Of his ancient enemy. High
went Fairchild's voice as he Knocked
Bindeye Bozeman staggering for Ae
third time against the hanging wall,
only to see him rise and to knock him
down once O .
Dizziiy the sandy-haired man swung
about in his tracks, sagged. then tel
unconscious. Fairchild leaped upox
him, calling at the same time to tn
girl:
Find me a ropel TIL truss ht1
hands while he's knocked Quit"
Anita leaped into action, to knee
at Fairchild's side a moment lafeE
with a hempen strand, as he tied the
mans. hands behind his back. There
was no need to worry about Harry.
CHANGING out Of a corner Of his eye
Tairchild saw that the biz
Cornishman had Taylor Bill fiat On
his back and was putting on the finish
ing touches. And then suddenly the
exultant yells changed to ones of com.
mand.
Talk English! Talk English, you
bloody blighterl Talk English! Ea1
me-T1l knock the bloody ell out 81
you II You don't. Talk English-like
this: Throw up your 'andsr 'Eaz
mel" |,2&z. 20 -
Anita swerved swiftly and went te
her feet. Harry looked up at hel
wildly, his mustache bristfing like
the spines of a porcupine.
did you ear Inn sye it," ne asked
mo? Sye /. again r.
"hbrow up your 'andsin came hi
answer of the beaten man On III
ground. Anita ran forward.
tits a good deal like it, shl
answered. But the tone was higher.
Raise your toner commando,
Harry, while Fairchild, finishing III
job OF tying his defeated opponent
rose, staring LII ~wenderment. Thes
the answer came:
that's it-thatss Ii. 1T sounds.
Just like 1t n
And Fairchild remembered too--tA