The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-03-07
-its me De war. yelled the osns.


-its me De Wittl'' yelled the osnes
and. turning to Winton. Kicked him
again
THE games up. my lad" he shouted.
1--WE were tipped Off about you. and
we've got you fair. Are you coming
quietly?"
At first bewildered, Winton now dis
cerned that the men wore the uniform
of the town police. He saw the trap
into which he had fallen. The little
man had placed the stone in his pocket
while they sat side by side on the stoep
of the hotel, an hour before.
He saw the consequences. He would
be flung into Jail, held there. and, If not
railroaded to fhe breakwater by Judge
Davis. at least prevented from attend
ing the meeting in the Chamber OF
Commerce the following morning. De
Witt had laid his scheme well.
The fury that filed him at the reall-
zation of his predicament momentarily
paralyzed him. He lay perfectly still.
One Of his assailants stopped over him
and looked into his face.
you knocked him out for fair. Rob
erts." he said. This will mean pro-
motion for u.s."
"And De With pay through the
nose. He'll have to-" answered the
other meaningly.
There was some papers we was TO
look for" said his companion.
The two were off their guard as Win.
ton sprang. But he rather seemed to
fly from his supine position to his feet
with an instantaneous coordination of
movements. Before the amazed police
could meet his onslaught he had
snatched the baton from the one who
had struck him down, and brought 1t
crashing down on his skull. The man
dropped upon his hands and knees,
moaning, and began crawling with APP
parently aimless movements, this way
and that.
The second policeman, who did not
lack pluck, had time to draw his
truncheon and attack Winton, who
lodged in under blow which glanced
harmlessly off his arm. and landed his
fist full on his mouth. The man STUN
ciN1 anu iCiis anu w mum ldi ht0 oAAo
ran like the wind, making for one OF
the dark alleys that led out to the
road. AS he ran he heard the crack
of revolver shots behind him, followed
by the police whistle, and cries for
help. The man had picked up Ned
Burns revolver and fired, but the bull
lets did not go anywhere near Winton,
ON ho t. a,-;,.
his delaying the pursuit to summon as
sistance gave the fugitive time to dart
out of sight around the corner.
WintOn had been something of a
Splinter at college. He knew he could
probably outdistance the best of the
police force. But he heard answering
whistles before him and shouting. He
inferred that he was running toward
the police station. He saw another
alley mouth open beside an empty ped
dlers wagon, and darted down.
The street was empty, but the moon
now rode high in the sky, lighting up
the town more brightly than an install
lation of electric lights might have
done. Winton had baffled his pursuers
for the moment, but they were all about
him; the trap had been well set, and
In fact pairs of police had been sta
toned at the ends of all the streets
leading into the desert. He was like |
A trapped rat rushing blindly from |
alley to alley, and, what was worst |
he foreign population of the district !
vas waking from the early sleep in
luced by its activities of the day. AS
Vinton ran an Indian fired deliberately
It him from window. The wind Of
he bullet whistled upon his neck. And
he shouts were growing louder on all
ides.
Winton was Keeling from weakness
Is he ran. He had not realized how
trong an effort he had made to pull
himself together after the two stun
ling blows. Something was dripping
nto his eyes; he put his hand up and
vas amazed to find it covered with
lood.
At last he halted, GREATNESS. He
vas in an alley blocked now at the
nd behind him by his pursuers. They
ad not seen him as he ran In the
hadow of some booths, but the yels
f the Indians appraised Winton that his
curse was accurately known. Before
i'm street ran at right angles. and
in this another group was
acing to cut him off.
He looked up in despair, and then
iscovered that he had run round the
of large circle. In
ront of him was the square which he
ad passed Immediately before the at
lck on him. He was approaching
'om the third side of it. and his only
nance of escape lay into the desert,
right as day under the hard moon
ght