Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1935-02-21

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 a desire to run
up Carquinez straits to the Sacra-
mento or the San Joaquin rivers, land
and escape In a 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
Pittsburg, Martinez, S~ausalito, Rich
mond, Berkeley, Oakland and San
Francisco. leaving to these the task
of notifying intermediate points. The
warden had a suspicion the fugitives
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. "Cripes, what a woman!
Lord, how | love a woman with brains
and courage. Just a little simple mat
ter Of taking pains and taking risks.
She didn't 90 In to the dining hall for
dinner with the other prisoners. Smart!
Knew she couldn't make a fast swim
on a full stomach. Smart enough to
notice the warden's oversight In fall
Ing to fll In with barbed wire topping
that ~eighteen-inch space at the top OF
his gate. or course they figured they
needn't bother with that. because no
woman could climb a s~ixteen-foot wire
mesh fence anyhow, and If she did
she'd only drop down into the wait
Ing arms Of the guard, who II 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 a drop on the
other side from the top Of the gate.
Her job was to induce the guard to
turn his back-and her friends In the
boat did that!
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%watch-tower on the hill 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 a woman convict escaping from
prison. Smart! Sank and swan I'M
der water-and then the zigzag course
between the boats Of the other fisher
men, after they picked her up. Fine
psychology-she engineered it all-and
know she's a 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. I'll
say they're friends Wish | had a
couple of friends that'd come on
through m~achine-gun fire for me! /
had thought the world was selfish and
cruel and thieving and lying-but
there's nobility left In 1t after ALL"
Stephen Burt 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
emily.
your good what?"
II called you Javert. Don't you
know who Javert wasp
Dan Mcnamara shook his head. II
never picked him up, Doc"
you wouldn't. He was a character
in Les Miserables,' a novel by Victor
Hugo. He was a fy-cop in Paris, and
he pursued an e~x-convict named Jean
Vatican for twenty years, because he
believed the man was a crook. Once
a crook, always a crook, was Javert's
philosophy. And when he discovered
at last he had the goods on Jean Val
jean and 1t was his duty to arrest
him, he discovered simultaneously that
Jean Vatican was also a good and
noble man, which proved extremely
embarrassing to Javert."
II understand how that could be, all
right, Doc. What did Javert do them p
"He climbed up on the railing of a
bridge over the Seine, unpinned his
shield, threw it into the river and
jumped In after it."
"He committed suicide In order to
give his man the breaks"
Exactly"
SWELL" Dan Mcnamara decided
after bordering this a half minute.
Il wouldn't be boob enough to do that.
He should have made stool pigeon
OUT Of Jean Vatican and maybe he'd
have gotten somewhere In his job"
Stephen smiled. He liked this
heavy man, with the Celtic face as in
scrutable as a Chlnaman's. AS a spe-
cialist 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
vague fears or anxietles In this fellow,
Stephen thought. Courageous men are
usually honest men even when they
are not honest they are sufficiently
courageous to pay the price, no matter
how high, for the things they do with
their eyes open-to pay 1t cheerfully
and refrain thereafter from whimper-
ing.
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