The Omaha morning bee., 1925-04-12

try to beat you down."
| Nope. You're to walk down the
road south of the hangar at IL
alone-and he'll pick you up in a car.
You're TO stay in the road SOS the
headlights II shine on you. Itll cost
you 100. now"
Sure! Sure,'' replied Schickel ex.
citedly.
| Red pocketed the money swung the
Nee-boat into the wind and opened the
throttle. Ahead of them. out Of black
ness, rose the yellow florescence of
New York city.
| As the roar of the motor died and
the nose OF the boat dropped abrupt
| ly, Joe Schickel clutched at the cow
ling of the cockpit. Landing" ex.
planned Red.
I'll lead you over to the road" of.
| fered Red. as he secured the plane.
Then I'll wait here for you to come
back
Joe Schickel grunted, and they
moved Off together.
Here you are. So long. That way
is south" The man grunted again.
paused as though he had found
sudden oistaste for his job, then
moved off reluctantly into the dark
ness.
A detective. perched on the limb of
tree. huddled close to the trunk,
cupped his hands and announced,
Car coming" A dozen men In am
hush, Harry Myrick among them, got
on the alert.
They're picking him up. Looks
like limousine. Can't tell" Then
after moments pause, They're
coming
Two men sprang up. hauled the
free end of cable across the road
took three turns with 1t about a tree,
a a height to catch the rediator. They
fastened it and moved back. as the
car swung about the bend. Its head
lights flashed upon the cable and the
driver yelled. Brake. squealed and
shrieked. The car lurched. came up
against the cable and was thrown
back. A hslf-dozen guns cracked
splitting flame. firing into the wheels
and engine. A punctured tire gave
an homogeneous "whee-ew There
| We're two answering shots from the
| window of the limousine; another
| fusiilade from the officers: broken
glass tinkled upon the ground A man
cried out.
Come on out of it, snapped the
chief federal agent Get out or we'll
let you have 1t, Out of the car and
In. - Io
There was moment OF perfect 81
lence.
cut loose into the car, then"
Wait! Don't shoot.'
pile out, Make II quick. Keep
your hands upv'
The detectives moved closer. There
| was a scuffle, brief skirmish with
fists; then the men were hemmed in.
dragged apart and lined up before the
headiig OF them. and another
on the ground with a bullet through
his chest. Another squad OF detec-
tives. stationed farther back along the
road. against the possibility OF the
car turning after picking up Schickel.
came up on the double quick
That's a pretty layout" remarked
the chief agent as he regarded the CO.
eaine bottles and guns. where's the
money!"
There wasn't any answered a
swarthy man. apparently In command
of the dope gang.
Joe Schickel gssped. You dirty
gyper,'' he screamed and struck out
with his fist. They had tried TO cheat
him. to gyp him to the last
The firm OF Luke and Myrick re
tired 10 its room near the field.
1T must OF been one roundup
there in the city" said Harry Ny.
rick. besming. Gosh. wish l could
of been two places at once! They
pulled in a whole freight car Of dope
there on Twenty.third street. Believe
me. kid. when I start to clean up. ]
do it,
We'll. II was a fine party" ad
mitted Red Luke: but | can't see
that you cleaned up anything for us"
Don't be too sure about that.
answered Myrick darkly. He locked
the door, and turned. grinnins.
Count II. kid He pulled from his
pocket fiat sheaf OF bills, tossed
them 10 Red.
"ow.' yelled his partner. One
hundred fifty dollar bills,
when We started TO move up to-
ward the car explained Myrick.
'one of the guys made quick move
an dick grabbed him. Then there
,.. q ,,n,,~ fra. 20. all--ft taxfed
just about five seconds-an' ! was
closing in. Something hits me square
In the face. an l grabs Il. See II
was thlsl" lie pointed 10 the bills
"Money--Com.ng to join Harry Say.
boy. IL was n new sensation to me
getting hit In the face by 5000
clankers." lie spread his arms "Hit
me any time" HI, expression he
came sober again An then what
happens" he continued. but the guy
swears he didn't have any money
with him at all. an this skipper
friend O. yours hauls off an knocks
him cold. It's too much for me. ]
don't savvy."
lie took up the package OF bills. re.
sarded them thoughtfully, swung off.
and caught Red upon the side OF tho
head with them. Don't that feel
grand7' he demanded. Red returned
them; the paper hand about them
broke and $50 bills fluttered over the
room. a snowstorm Of SOS.
Myrick let out hlood.curdling
whoop Of delight. which yanked the