Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1924-09-01

jaws of the pliers were sharp and the
telephone wire parted with thum-
ming sound.
The Wreck did not wait to learn
whether anybody within heard the
noise, but slid down the ladder and
hurried away. Twenty yards dis
lance from the house he began CROP
ing in the grass and presently found
what he sought. AS he bagan walking
again he was coiilng wire in his
hands. The telephone line, until il
reached the spruce several hundred
yards distant, was carried on a row
Of poles. He followed it as far as
the first pole, cut the wire again,
then hurried in the direction of the
tool-shed, with the coil over his arm
Sally, nervous at the delay and
not understanding the cause of it,
was standing guard at the door.
Without a word of explanation, he
tossed the coiled wire into the boo
tom of the car.
"Now help push" he said, in low
voice. :" don't want to wake the
dead unless | have to-"
Together, they got the fIivver into
reluctant motion. Without her, the
Wreck would not have essayed the
task, for it would have been far TOO
slow; but Sally was strong, and be-
tween them they got the machine
moving at a fair walking pace. Fifty
yards distant form the shed they
cut into the wagon tracks that
marked the trail, and for while
the going was somewhat easier.
keep heaving at it," he said, to
encourage her
81 am" painted Sally.
They were some two hundred
yards from the ranch house when the
flivver began to encounter a slight
upgrade. 1t seemed 10 bccom
suddenly heavy. Presently des-
pite their utmost efforts It came to
stop.
Good enough" gasped the
Wreck. "Climb in"
She was in the seat when he laid
hold of the crank. The first half
dozen pulls brought no response
He paused an instant to recover
breath, then set his teeth and yank-
ed again. There was a furious bel
low from beneath the hood and the
flivver quivered like frightened
horse.
Better hurry" urged Sally, with
an anxious look toward the house.
He was leaping into the seat as
she spoke, advancing the gas lever
until the filivver roared and trembl-
ed appallingly. Then the lights
switched on and the car plunged for
ward, up the grade toward the shell
tering spruce.
In minute they made the turn
that shut the house from view. Thu
road became winding, but he did net
permit the fact to interfere with
speed. Sally held fast to the seat
trying to realize that they were ac-
tually in flight. She knew better
than to offer word of caution
when the Wreck was driving he r.
sented suggestion Besides, she was
just as anxious as he to put distance
between the flivver and the ranch.
After mile of going he brought
the car to sudden stop and leapcd
out, leaving the engine running. She
saw him rush off among the low
ices and thought for half minute
that he must have lost his mind.
Then she caught sight of his figure
outlined against the moonlit sky. 1t
was perched at the top OF slender
pole that rose above the tree-tops.
Before she could conjecture what ne
was doing, he slid from sight again.
Bursting back into the trail. he
swung aboard again and they were
off.
"Just wanted to cut the wire sore
more" he said, between gasps.
"Makes it little harder for EN-
You'd better not waste much
time cutting WIRE" she warned him,
with anothe rlook backward.
why not, Mrs. Lott"
They've probably got the big car
out now"
He reached into the pocket of his
coat and drew forth something that
fell clinking into her lap. She
picked up two metallic objects and
tried to examine them in the din,
light
What are they?" she asked.
cone of ems an intake valve, the
others an exhaust. Timothys been
grinding them"
"And they can't run tie carr"
"No particularly" said tthc
Wreck.
"And how are you going to get
them back to Timothy?"
He took them from her hands and
tossed them into the bushes at the
side of the trail
LET 'em send to New York FOR
new valves" he answered. in tone
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