River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1925-02-12
Wild West
Tactics
BY BAYARD D. YORK
10. 1925. Western Newspaper Union.l


through the revolving doors at 1888.
The words of the personal"
column limmered before her
WATCH: Ii the person on the
Seyms sreet trolley who found
watch in ler pocket viii be at
the post office at eleven Sunday
morning, she will learn some
thing to her advantage
She mad come driven by longing
and loneliness. AT last, after sixteen
months of monotony in the city,
something was going to happen-or
at least, so she hoped.
She had scarcely moved to the
window which commanded view OF
the Hopkins street entrance when
large gray car stopped at the curb.
Blue-eoated men began to leap from
its interior.
AS stenographer for Peck Broth
ers, attorneys, she knew that the law
looks with a stern eye upon the pos
SCISSOR of stolen goods.
A hand touched her shoulder
"Come with me-" said a voice.
There's not second to lose"
THE police" he murmured. My
car-this way-huStle
In another second, as it seemed,
she found herself in a little blue
roadster, whirring along the street at
a speed which defied all laws of
traffic or safety. And some distance
hn in
its load of policemen
She glanced at the young man as
he bent grimly over the wheel. She
realized that he was a thief, fleeing
madIy from the officers of the law.
She realized that she wanted him to
win the race.
She looked back and tears came
into her eyes, The flight was such a
hopeless onel The gray car was
gaining rapidly.
The next moment he had turned
his car from the road, and brought ii
to a stop in a pine grove.
The gray car whizzed by; the
young man backed out upon the road
again-and began doubling back over
his own tracks.
THERE he muttered. We'll be
forty miles away before they catch
our trail again ~
1t presently became evident to
Hazel that he was taking very
peculiar course back. Just as she
was about to protest, the car came
up over the crest of hill-and there
before them, blue and sparkling in
the sunshine, lay the ocean!
Barton Beach, TIE young man ex
plaind.
az will thank you," she said
primly; ito take me to the city at
once. Why-I don't even know your
name-or you mine"
II do know yours" he admitted,
But you don't understand all of this,
do your"
81 think l do" she responded.
You were concerned in the robbery
at LOTIONS jewelry store. On the
trolley you slipped the watch into my
pocket because you were afraid you'd
be caught with it. Then you put
that item in the paper so that l
would bring the stolen watch back
to you. Here it is"
"That isn't quite the way of it,"
he said. "Jim Beaton-Jim's a chum
of mine and reporter of the Globe
says one day, do you know, Ned
Nearing, this old worlds lost every
bit of romance it ever had? Why,
If you happened to be crazy about a
girl whom you didn't know you I'M
derstand Jim said this-'all you'd
have imagination enough to do would
be to get somebody to introduce you
TO her. And she'd say, why, you
freckle-faced, snub-noSed, red-headed
young ape Jim has gift of
description; gets 1t from his news
paper work. You see, girls like a
little midwest, notwithstanding sort
Of stuff That's what Jim says"
He seemed very intent upon a spot
eight miles out In the dancing ocean.
"Jims words hit me between the
/ eyes," he said. "Because-because-
! because there was a girl WANTED 20
meet, only II didn't know any
| body at-at Peck's. So | went out
for little wild west. l bought that
watch at Lorten's, just the day be-
fore the robbery-dropped it in your
pocket on the trolley-and put that
note in the paper"
! He suddenly faced her, grinning
slightly.
Now listen to this" he stated.
Just as l was leaving for the post
Office, at ten-thirty this morning, Jim
told me that the police expected to
nab a woman confederate of the rob-
berry at that very spot at eleven
| o'clock That furnished more Wild
west than / bargained for. Do you
| know, I'm hungry"
He had suddenly started the car
with jerk
His eyes met hers. His look was
not bold, but it was very friendly
and perhaps a little insistent
'I'm trying little more wild west"
he said. you're kidnapped - for