Evening star., 1934-10-11
INSTALLMENT xxx.

//TS 1T the pigeon?" Pietro asked
80 what are they going to do?'
'I don't know" Terry said
i Every eye in the stand was
on the bird as it swept over
the diamond in a wide circle. 1t
hovered for moment and then
started a downward swoop toward
Larry. Terry dug his fingers into
Pietro's arm until the lad cried out
from pain. Two men unobserved by
the spectators or players edged over
the side lines beyond third base. The
pigeon kept sweeping down.
"Kelly's muffed it!" Terry groaned.
But at that moment there was a
shot, the bird seemed to pause in its
flight, then fell like a plummet.
There was a gasp of horror from the
stands and then men were running
onto the field in every direction. Larry
was on the ground, fiat on his face.
Terry could stand it no longer. He
broke from hiding and ran onto the
field.
Kelly was there before him. The
field was swarming with police. There
was a commotion in the press box
and on the diamond Reynolds was
struggling to break away from the
two men who we're holding him fast
Larry was slowly rising to his feet.
brushing the dust from his knees,
then he scrambled back to first base.
He grinned 'sheepishly at Terry.
The crowd was in an uproar, surg
ing against the line of police and
trying to break through. The loud
speakers doomed over the field and
the great voice caught and held the
attention of the crowd.
Some one shot a pigeon. There is
nothing to fear. The game will GO
on" The man at the microphone
kept repeating that message until the
crowd Quieted down. When there
was something slightly resembling
order the voice resumed. THE game
will go on with slight change in the
New York lineup"
There was no interest in the game
Every man and woman there knew
that drama had passed before their
eyes. They wanted to know what
had happened. The game went on
and the Feds maintained their lead.
Kelly led the way from the field
The two men, still holding Reynolds,
the Blues player, followed him to the
rooms of Gamer, the manager, in the
club house. Terry. with Pietro in
tow, made up the rear of the process
sion as it trailed off the field. The
Washington chief of police, with Sid
Reynolds handcuffed and under
guard, was already there waiting
The men who we're leading Reynolds,
the player, flung him into a chair
They were defiant, both of them.
"Is this some of your front-page
stuff" Sid Reynolds asked Terry with
sneer.
II wouldn't talk If were you,"
Terry said quietly.
You haven't got anything on us!"
he screamed back at him. Keep your
advice until ask for it,"
Terry shrugged and turned to Kelly
did you find anything on him?"
pointing toward Sids player brother
Kelly produced small round tube
not much bigger than an ordinary
soda straw and handed it to Terry
II found two poisoned darts, too. He
had them in little tin box and was
trying to dig them into the ground
with his toe when we grabbed him
He was all ready to send one of them
into Doyle when we shot the pigeon.
Its he!" the ball played pro-
tested.
I'VE have enough to hang them in
five or six States" the Washington
chief said. II don't know which
State will win out. There were two
murders and kidnapping in New
York, one murder in Boston, an at
tempted Llurder in both Cleveland
and Washington, the murder of Scot
ter in st. Louis and the horrible hang
ing of Rawlins in Chicago. It's a
national crime"
Il don't know anything about it, ~
Sid Reynolds cut in. i had nothing
to do with it."
His brother leaned forward in his
chair, eyes hard, fast on Sid. GO
on" he said quietly. but there was
venom behind his calm, deny every
thing-try to save your own skin"
Shut up. you fool!" Sid screamed
at him.
Don't call me a fool" the ball
player jumped to his feet in spite of
his guards. Its all your fault You
wouldn't do as told you. You wanted
to keep that hunchbacked kid Pietro-
for luck, you said" He spat at Sid.
Luck hell! You knew it all, didn't
you?"
The Washington chief of police
nodded at Kelly, who returned the
nod They both smiled.
Take them away" the Washing
ton man said to the guards.
Just moment, please" Terry
turned to the player. How did you
happen to be playing second base to-
day, Reynolds"