Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-06-02

-Four carried automatics. the ftfth
something which looked like a stran
gely cumbersome rifle.
a machine gum" Jerry explained
he reached for the switch an,
snapped off the dome light. Inst .,
his other hand touched the door latch
a powerful flashlight was focused
ful upon the chauffeur, Miss Went.
worth and himself.
come on, get outa there!" cam,
a harsh voice.
A hot surge of rage swept ovel
Jerry IKE a Hash OF fever. After two
years of fighting and flying in ths
hell-swept skies of France to be lined
up on a peaceful American road like
a silly, cowardly sap!
lie was reckless and violent by
nature, but knowing the deadly
prowess of a machine gun, he steeled
himself to quiet. He stepped out of
the car and helped the girl to de-
scend. What a sport she wasl AS
cool as If she We're taking her first
DOW OF the evening. Her wonderful
eyes held no hint of laughter now.
lney were ~scornfuiiy unafraid as she
tried 20 look thru the dazzling rays
oi the s~earchlight into the blackness
Wnlch concealed the armed men.
Hands, silvery white in the cone of
brilliance, seized her ana whisked
her n the darkness. A scream
broke off into a whistling sob. Jerry.
forgetful of machine guns and auto
matics, leaped as swiftly as a strik-
ing snake. There was a squirt of
OF white, blue and yellow in his own
brain. He felt himself pitching head
long into a bottomless void.
An infinitesima pinpoint of white
lght far "a the distance, came near
er and nearer, growing in circum-
ference like the headlight of an an
preaching express train. Then. sud
denly, II. exploded. Exploded into an
lntoierable agony in Jerry's head. He
heard himself moaning with the tor
ture OF 1t and, hearing, he stopped.
ashamed.
The slanting rays Of the morning
sun fell IN a binding glare across
the white counterpart of his cot. He
his eyes quickly.
How are 0 feeling. Calhoun? ?"
IL was an unctuous voice, a profess
sionaily cheerful voice. Jerry disliked
Like hell. Go away"
You are lucky to feel at all. You
had a close shave"
With an effort Of win. Jerry looked
about until he saw a calm-faceG in
terne standing by his bed. On the
other side was a nurse who regarded
aim placidly.
Where am II" he demanded, for ,
the ache in his bandaged
leaG in the sudden flood Of memoir
es of that scene on the Merrick road.
You are in the Hampstead hospit-
announced the doctor. ''You must
armor-plate instead of bone in
head. A bullet bounced off your
skull hat was marked for your brain.
You'll have a scar where you part
'our hair, but that's all. And by the
way, there's a man in the hall who
lays he's a detective. He wants to
ak to you. I'd rather he waited a
hours, but he insists that the
natter is urgent. Feel up to it?''
Jerry did not, but he nodded his
lead. The nurse opened the door and
eturned, followed by an oldish, over
tout mar who regarded the patient
With mild blue eyes.
I'm Stevens, of the Treasury de-
'artment," he explained. do you
eel able to tell me about the ruckus
on were in last night?"
The telling of 1t took little time.
{ had been, after all, a matter of
ass than five minutes between Jer-
US stopping of the big limousine and
he vivid stab of flame which had
lotted out his consciousness.
Now" the pilot concluded, cant
tell me what happened after l
assed out?"
wish ! could" admitted Stevens,