New Britain herald., 1924-08-14
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 "Yes, this is Underwood. Got him
 have you? All right, Put him
 on. That the sheriff? Great
 Scott, you're a hard man 10 get . .
 Never mind. This is Underwood. Get
 me? What Yes; that's right,
 of in the northeast corner of the
 county. Now listen:
 q was held up last night in my
 car. About thirty miles from the
 ranch, I should say. West of 1t, on
 the main road: there's only one road.
 We didn't come here direct: drove
 around by way of Duncan, The
 roads better. Had my son and
 daughter with me, and a driver. Are
 you getting this ..
 l -Four men. Yes: four.
 Blocked the road with their own car
 and held us up. We never had 8
 chance. Took watches. valuables,
 thing we had that was worth carrying ! off. Stole all the gasoline out of
 our tank and left us fiat on the road. Let the air out of our tires with Q
 knife. How's that? .
 How the devil can I gave you a description? It was pitch dark. They had handkerchiefs over their faces. I'm not supposed to furnish set of Bertillon measurements, am I? You didn't expect me to make fingerprints, did you, with a gun stuck under my nose? You're what? ."
 There was an inarticulate rumble from the living room, then a boom- ing of the heavy voice.
 You're surprised" roared Under- wood. You didn't think there wax anybody working the road over this way? Well, if you're surprised. what do you think l am? Doesn't a property owner get any protection in this county I'm no tourist I've got place here. If you want to know whether pay any taxes just look up the books. What? '. Oh, you know about me, do you? We'll, I'm damned glad somebody knows about me. Now, the best advice I can give you is to get busy. How's lHdC.
 How do I know what direction they went in? They started east when they left us; that's all I know. want action-understan I'll pay any reward and any expenses that are necessary, but want action, I'm going to find out whether taxpayer in this county has any protection | against highwaymen. All right. | You're getting on the job at once; is hat it? Yes; I'll be here for tome time. I'll expect to hear from you without much delay. Your name s Wells, isn't 1t? All right"
 The Wreck, who was pouring cuff ee for Chester spilled some into the saucer, but recovered himself. So he sheriff's name was Wells!
 Jerome Underwood came back into he dining room, wearing the expres- ion of a man who had achieved a troke of business.
 Made 1t pretty strong. didn't you, ather?" suggested his son, with a aint smile.
 Strong? Certainly did You Ion't suppose I wanted to give him he idea that it was a tea party, do 'ou When I've got hand I play to the limit. l don't want him oating on the job. He knows who I m. If h edoesn't it wont take him ong to find out" '
 He made another dive at the 
 Says he'll get a posse on the road t once. Well, he'd better. A posse! l What they need out here is a few lew York policemen" l
 The Wreck, seeing no immediate l eed of his services, disappeared $ trough the pantry in the direction ' f the kitchen. He had a queer look; s much look of triumph as any ' hing else. i
 Sally jumped up from chair by t ne window and shot a glance of in- s uiry at him. c Where are my spectacles?" he | My eyes hurt" [ She found them and the Wreck be- an to look like himself again.
 Now tell me everything" she S rdered. f He's been at the telephone. rais- a s the county against four des- S eradoes," said the Wreck. He's ii ade "a regular yarn of it by this Ii me. I guess they'll hang us for c ire, Sally" u They'd better wait till they catch n ,," \ The Wreck contemplated her for a h w seconds. He wondered just how le was going to take the news. u He's a good liar: he piled it on tt nd he pulled all the old stuff about O fluence, and how much taxes he p ays, and all the New York dope. He al ade me thank God came from fl lttsburgh." Ii Could you get any idea of what's Il ,ing done about it?" asked Sally. ia lth the practical aspects uppermost et
 her thoughts.s m "Oh. there's posse getting on the fl b." said the Wreck, weariIy, h, "A posse" unused Sally. holding. H 1es; I'd imagine that. Who did he k, i've on the phone?" al He was talking to the sheriff." h. The sheriff. Uh-huh. Well, that re bs Sally stopped and stared at the a reck. Something had startled her. ti, What county are we in?" she de-