New Britain herald., 1922-09-06
Will Tom Chester Pay a Big Price For
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The gleam of my llashlight showed me a terrifying picture, Katie was lying crumpled heap, with head sickeningly twisted, where the mar Smith had flung her behind him q, my scream But she was moaning fa!-tly and at the Knowledge that she wa. not dead. I checked myself in my rush toward her and tried to dodge the leap which the enraged smith made at me.
 Such luck z" he said with horrible glee. T will have lots of beautiful ladies on my tourney out, Take that uou-----"
 He uttered string of the foulest epithets l ever heard, and to his in- dulgence in them am sure I owe my life. For his arm was lifted above me with something bright and metallic in his hand, and he delayed striking at me just fraction of q second too long,
 For, from behind me--and now knew that the footsteps in the side hall which l had thought hallucina- ton were real-came a leaping mas culine figure, which swung me out Of the way so uncerem oniously that fell to the floor, took in his own arm the blow intended for me, and then crouching as if making a football tackle, brough to his knees the tall figure of Smith, knocking the weapon from his hand in the encounter.
 Seramblins to my feet, I threw my own weight into the struggle, holding tightly to Smiths arms. which were grophlg wildly in search of the lost weapon. I was needed but an in- stant, however, for the room sudden ly seemed full of people-Lillian, my father, Allen Drake, two strange men and in a few seconds Smith was tightly bound and flung into cor ner, while Lillian bent anxiously over Katie. and I stared in amazement at the man who had taken in his own arm the murderous blow intended for ne--the youthful figure of Tom Cheg- ter.
 Quick Work Needed.
 was relieved to see that his wound was but slight one and ] could not understand the peremptori- ness with which my father pushed me aside as soon as he had stopped upon young Chester's lips the stam- mered inquiry as to my welfare.
 She's all right he said curtly How about Katie, Mrs. Underwood? Dangerous? No? Good Allen, look here"
 He stopped and picked up from the floor tiny, gleaming thing.
 This must have been seereted in his clothing so that the men who searched him didn't find it, my father said gravely. Tt is not big enough to iniict anything but a su- perficial wound. And look at these
 He pointed to something upon the small stiletto-for such l judged it-- which made Allen Drape compress his lips.
 The answer is some mighty quick work Allen Drake replied What do you want. Chief"
 My father whipped out handker- chief. made a tourniquet between Tom Chesters elbow and wrist, and drew it so tightly that I saw the young fellows lips vince with the pain | Then he shot out directions like al machine gun.
 "What Does It Mean?"
 Send one of your men with the car for Dr. Petit. Daughter, is there a fire anywhere in the house?"
 Tn the kitchen stove," I said, turn ing faint as I thought I recognized the terrible thing back of his question.
 Good. Come lad with a plying look at young Chester. Allen. shall need you. Get your 1rst-aid outfit, quickly Margaret, make up hospital bed in my room, and then help Mrs. Underwood with Katie Can