The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1922-08-05

that's why they started this two
nillion-dollar stock proposition when
they found they couldn't do it. They
knew If we ever 1t that vein it
wouldn't be any time until they'd be
caught on the job. That's why they're
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.
:. II see It now-I 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'll get enough of it," added
Harry grimly. ''They're miners. They
could see that they were making a
straight cross-cut tunnel on to our
vein. They amt no children, Bllndeye
and Taylor. Bill. And 'ere's where
they start getting their trouble"
He pulled at the door and it yielded
grudgingly. 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.
J. "There's only two of 'em-Blindeye
and Taylor Bill. could whip 'em
both myself, but I'll take the big 'un.
You" he turned to Fairchild-"you
get Blindeye."
It'll get him."
Anita stopped and CROPPED about for
a stone.
I'll be ready with something in case
of accident" came with determine ton.
I've got a quarter of million in this,
myself"
They went on, fifty yards, hun
dred.. Creeping now, they already
were within the zone Of light, but be-
fore them the two men, double.jack-
Ing at swimmer" had their backs
turned. Onward-until Harry and
FairchiFd were within ten feet of the
:high.jackers," while Anita waited.
stone in hand, in the background.
Came "a yell, high-pitched. fiendisl,
racking. as Harry leaped forward. And
before the two "high-jackers" could
concentrate enough to use their sledge
and drill as weapons, they we've
whirled about, battered against the
hanging wall, and swirlmg in daze
Of blows which seemed to come from
everywhere at once. Wildly Harry
yelled as he shot blow after blow into
the face Of his ancient enemy. High
went Fairchlld's voice as he knocked
Blindeye Bozeman staggering for lie
third%time against the hanging wall,
only to see him rise and to knock him
down once more.
Dizzily the sandy-haired man swung
about in his tracks, sagged, then fel
unconscious. Fairchild 1eaped upon
him, calling at the same time to the
girl:
Find me rope! I'll truss his
shands while he's Knocked out"
&, Anita leaped into action, to kneel
lat Fairchlld's side a moment later
X
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,
Fairchild saw now that the big
Cort1ishman had Taylor Bill flat on
his back and was putting on the finish
ing touches And then suddenly the
'exultant yells changed to ones Of com.
'mand.
Talk Englishi Talk English, you
bloody blighteri Talk English! Ear
me-In knock the bloody ell out Of
you II you don't. Talk Englisll-like
this: Throw y l1s' upS your 'andsH Ear