The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1922-12-28


arm went quickly about her waist
and he lifted her against him as he
literally carried her through. When
they reached the other side, the arm
still held its place-and she did not
resist. Some way, after that, the
stretch OF road faded swiftly. Almost
before he realized II, they were at the
outskirts of the city.
Grudgingly he gave up his hold up
on her, as they hurried for the side
walks and for the sheriff's Office. There
Fairchild did not attempt TO talk-he
left II all to Anita. and Bardwell, the
sheriff, listened. Taylor Bill had con-
fessed to the robbery at the Old Times
dance and to his attempt to so ar
range the evidence that the blame
would fall on Harry. Taylor Bill and
Bllndeye Bozeman had been caught at
work In a cross-cut tunnel which led
to the property Of the Blue Poppy
mine and one of them, at least, had
admitted that the sole output OF the
silver Queen had come from this thiev-
ing encroachment. Then Anita COM
pleted the recltal-of the plans OF the
Rodaines to leave and of their depart
ure for Center City. At last, Fairchlld
spoke, and told the happenings fhich
he had encountered In the ramshackle
house occupied by Crazy Laura. 1t
was sufficient. The sheriff reached
for the telephone.
mo need for hurry" he announced.
"Young ROdaine can't possibly make
that trip in less than two hours. We've
got plenty of e-hello-Central?
Long distance, please. What's that?
Yeh-Long Distance. Want to put in
call for Center City" A long wait,
while a metallic voice streamed over
the wire into the sherlffs ear. He
hung up the receiver. Blocked" he
said shortly. "rhe wires down."
"But there's the telegraph"
IT'D take half an hour to get the
operator out of bed-oflice is closed.
Nope. Wen take the short cut. And
Wen beat him there by a half-hour !"
Anita started.
"You mean the Argonaut tunnel?'
"Yes. Call up there and tell them
to get motor ready for us to shoot
straight through. We can make 1t at
thirty miles an hour, and the skip in
| the Reunion mine will get us to the
surface In five minutes. The tunnel
ends sixteen hundred feet under
ground, about thousand feet from
Center City" he explained, as he noted
Fairchild's wondering gaze. "You stay
here. I'll be getting my car warmed
up to take us to the tunnel"
humping sound came from with
out. Harry entered with his two
charges, followed shortly by BardweTl
the sheriff, while just beneath the Of
fee window motor roared in the
process of warming up"
A moment more and a steel door
changed upon the two men, while the
officer led the way to his motor car
There he looked qulzzically at Anita
Richmond, plling without hesitation
into the front seat.
you going tOO?"
"I certainly am" and she covered
her intensity with laugh, there
are number Of things that l want
to say TO Mr.. Maurice Hodaine-and
| haven't the patience to waitw
Bardwell chuckled. The doors OF
the car slammed and the engine roared
louder than ever Soon they were
churning along through the driving
snow toward the great buildings OF
the Argonaut Tunnel company, far a
the other end of town. There meI
awaited them, and n tram motor, to
gether with its operator. The foui
pursuers took their places on tht
benches of the car behind the motor
The trolley was attached. Then clat
terlng over the frogs, green light
flashing from the trolley wire, tn,
speeding journey was begun.
Three miles, four, Ave, while Anti
Richmond held close to Fairchild a
the speed became greater and tn
sparks from the wire above threw thei
green, vicious light over the yawninI
stretch before them. A last spurt
slightly down-grade, with the moto
pushing the wheels at their creates
velocity: then the crackling OF cleo
triclty suddenly ceased, the moto
slowed in it's progress, finally to stoI
A greasy being faced them and Bard
well, the sheriff, shouted his mission
"Got to catch some people that ar
making a getaway through Cente
City. Can you send us up in the skip
"Yes, two ut time"
"All right ~ The sheriff turned I
Harry. "You and I'll go on the frs
trip and hurry for the ohadI roaC
Fairchild and Miss Richmond VIII wal
for the second and go TO Sheriff Nj
sons Office and tell him what's NJ
Meet us there" he said to Fairchilt
as he went forward.
A long wait followed while Falrchll
strove to talk of many things-an
failed In all of them. Things wer
happening too swiftly for them to b
put into crisp sentences by a ma
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