The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1935-01-03
GOLDEN DAWN

over or short and the boat did not
stop. When 1t was out of range, II
turned, and In the rapidly fading light
of the winter day. headed up into San
Pablo bay. running close to the south
shore to avoid the chop of the waves In
| this shallow expanse of water. They
ran without lights.
While the course they had taken
would seem to indicate desire to run
up CarquInez straits to the Sacra-
mento or the San Joaquin rivers, land
and escape In waiting automobile
| into central California. the warden
realized that his quarry was not lack
ing In intelligence; that, fast as they
| fled. they would realize that the tele-
| phone Is faster; that the roar of their
motor must betray them a mile away.
He had. therefore, taken the precau-
ton to notify the chiefs OF police OF
| Pfttsburg, Martinez, SausalIto, Rich
| mond, berkeley, Oakland and San
Francisco, leaving to these the task
| of notifying intermediate points. The
warden had suspicion the fugitlves
| would double back to San Francisco
| particularly since the girl was wounded
and must be hidden In order to receive
medical attention.
'And here she is." Dan Mcnamara
muttered 4Cripes, what a woman I
Lord. how love woman with brains
and courage. Just a little simple mat
ter OF taking pains and taking risks.
She didn't go In to the dining hall for
| dinner with the other prisoners Smart
| Knew she couldn't make fast swim
| on full stomach. Smart enough to
notice the warden's oversight In fall
Ing to fill In with barbed wire topping
that eighteen-inch space at the top OF
his gate. OF course they figured they
needn't bother with that. because no
woman could climb a slxteen-foot wire
mesh fence anyhow, and II she did
she'd only drop down into the wait
Ing arms Of the guard, who Is never
absent, night or day. But Nance Bel
| den knew she could climb that fence
barefoot; she knew she had thirty
| seconds to do 1t and drop on the
other side from the top OF this gate
| Her Job was to Induce the guard to
| turn his back-and her friends In the
boat did that
| "She knew she'd been seen from the
| watch-tower ON tine nil and the guard
at the gates notified by telephone; as
/ he returned from the edge OF the
beach. around the south side OF his
kiosk, Nance slipped by him on the
| north side and was In the water as
| the guard took up the phone. Smart
| She knew no guard will stick under
/ machine gun fire at fifty yards. merely
| to stop woman convict escaping from
/ prison. Smart Sank and swan un-
| der Water-and then the zIgzag course
between the boats of the other fisher
men, after they picked her up. Fine
| psychologist engineered 1t all-and
know she's nut! And then straight
| to I.anny for medical attention
| straight to the one human being she
!, knew she could trust--no, I'll not send
her back. And ] don't particularly
| want to catch her friends either. III
say they're friends Wish | had
! couple OF friends that'd come on
through machine-gun fire for me!
had thought the world was selfish and
cruel and thieving and lylng-but
there's nobility left in 1t after ALL"
Stephen BQet came out OF the bed
room and sat down and stared at the
chief OF police with grave interest
well, my good Javert," he said pres
| entity
Your good what?"
II called you Javert. Don't you
/ know who Javert VAST"
Dan Mcnamara shook his head. Il
never picked him up, Doc"
"You wouldn't. He was character
In Les Mlserahles,' novel by Victor
Hugo. He was fy-cop In Paris, and
he pursued an ex-convict named Jean
| Vatican for twenty years, because he
believed the man was crook Once
crook, always a crook, was Jayert's
/ piioooph9s nho NHEh hI ui5AbfIiIh
at last he had the goods on Jean Val
Jean and 1t was his duty to arrest
him. he discovered simultaneously thar
Jean Vatican was also good and
noble man, which proved extremely
embarrassing to Jayert."
II understand how that could be, all
right Doc. What did Javert do then r.
He climbed up ON the railing Of a
bridge over the Seine. unpnned his
shield. threw It into the river and
jumped In after It."
He committed suicide In order to
give his man the breaks
Exactly"
| "Well." Dan Mcnamara decided
after bordering this half minute.
Il wouldn't be boob enough to do that.
He should have made stool pigeon
our of Jean Vatican and maybe he'd
have gotten somewhere In his job,
I Stephen smiled. He liked this
heavy man, with the Celtic face as in
scrutable as Il ChInaman's AS spe-
callst In mental diseases he knew the
part heredIty plays In the formation
OF character. and one did not have to
look at the chief twice to know that he
came Of courageous ancestry. No