The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-20

dEUCke | A COsfELY MISS, whom Barron encounters while riding in a bus. later gave the police. He sincerely wished he hadn't had to shoot the When Cade stepped out of the shadows with his gun at ready and ordered, Hands upm the guard had reached for his gun and Cade had had to let him have it. The driver had been more intelligent. His hands went up with a single convulsive movement.
 The bandit threw three mail
 bags into the stolen car and drove away after taking the gun from
 the dead guard and throwing it into the bushes. He drove < the stolen car to the curb just ahead
 of his own and calmly transferred
 the bags to his coupe. Then he hit
 west, driving carefully and well
 within the speed limit while he
 was in the town but speeding 1t
 up to sixty when he hit the main
 highway.
 He was still ragged, unshaven and unshorn and he remained so for forty miles when he came to a strip of woods, which he had already marked in his mind. He drove into these along an aban- doned wagon road, shaved and cut his own hair with the aid of a
 mirror, took off his ragged clothes
 and donned his new ones. He buried the old ones in a hole he
 had already dug and he drove out of the woods strip an entirely dif- fhn dagrr1n, tions which were even then fash ing across the nation.
 However, he was still in grave danger. The stolen bags were
 still in the back of the coupe. But he had to take that chance. And God help any copper who might
 evince any curiosity about them.
 He would have shot him like dog. But luckily no cop stopped him. He drove on for a hundred and fifty miles or so until he came to a small mountain lake in the midst of dense woods. Here he emptied the sacks, and sorted the contents for cash. All the rest, the sacks themselves and the money orders, etc, he burned after drenching them with gasoline. When they
 were burned down into a small heap of ashes, he carefully gath cred up the ashes and threw them
 into the water.
 He had gone on from there,
 westward over the mountains with the money, $28.000 in bills of $1, $5, $10, $20, $50 and $10o. de- nominations, under the cushion of the seat beside him until he arr
 rived at Pittsburgh. In that city
 he had garaged his car and that is
 where the pursuing officers got their first trace of him. By then,
 however, he was gone.
 HE HAD "SHOT-JUMPED'
 BACK THRU PENNSYLVANIA He had "shot- Jumped" back through Pennsylvania, riding day coaches and sleeping in cheap Nick
 town hotels with his loot strapped in a money belt about his body and
 his automatic in it's shoulder hol-
 ster under the pillow.
 Pretty smart. And this bus ride was as smart as the rest. And he never would have thought of 1t if 1t hadn't been for the girl. His glance caresscd her dozing there in her seat, dark little thing In blue with a thick crown of bobbed
 black hair, blue eyes, turned-up
 nose, a rosebud mouth and
 swell shape.
 He had looked up from his table
 in a restaurant in Altoona to ma her staring at him with glad smile which had faded as his eyes met hers. She had mistaken him | for somebody she knew. But his first look at her told him what
 had been missing all the time he was on the lam. A girl. This girl! But she wouldn't meet him. She
 had checked in Miss Jean Per
 sons, Mertonville. Pa," at his hotel about an hour after he had regis tered. He hadn't lost a minute in
 telephoning her in her room, but
 she had hung up on him. To-day
 she had snubbed him again in the
 restaurant. But he was right be- side her in the bus terminal to- night when she ordered, "One tick ct to Newark, N. J.. on the 9
 o'clock bus" "Give me the same!"
 he said. smiling ati her. She had
 never let on she heard him. But
 here they were.
 The lights of Philadelphia stabbed through the window and 1 Cade Barron's hand moved toward
 his gufi as the bus pulled to stop.
 The fat woman and her son and
 the elderly couple got off. The | Lambertville farmer never woke
 up. One passenger got on. a red
 headed man, drunk. He lurched
 to the back and took seat opDo-
 site Barron and straightaway fell l turned and smiled at Barron and I l xv,o. o% ha., ofda iu a 1 in afonf | 'T'm not positive," she dimpled
 but aren't you John Barlow?"
 q could be-" he agreed, slipping into the seat beside her. Why, you aren't at all," she
 said. staring reproachfully at him. "No," he admitted. "But could ride the rest of the way with you?"
 She didn't mind. In fact. she seemed to enjoy it. They got closer and closer together. Leaving | Trenton, he was holding her hand. Coming into New Brunswick. he drew her to him--and felt a re- volver pressed against him. Put up your hands, qade Bar ron" The girl sighed.
 As he slowly raised his hands. the red-headed man. miraculously | scbcsed was standing beside hip with drawn revolver. The Tam
 bertville farmer awoke. 1eaped up | from his seat and clapDed on handcuffs and removed Barron's
 gun with single sweeping move
 ment.
 COMPARTMENT OF JUSTICE"
 HE SAID TO BARON.
 Department of Justice" he said
 throwing back his coat. to reveal his badge. "I arrest you for mur-
 der while engaged in robbing the
 United States mail" sbl9 l 1T can't figure out" Barron said
 out of stunned silence, "how you
 found me-"
 "Why, your description helped
 us." The ersfwhife farmer smiled.
 "Ever see your description? think n have one Yep Here. Read