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m I ;"'1 c.n 1 : ""ft?:'. FRANCIS LYNDE iit4" tjnf r: -rrr JIMMIE TO THE RESCUE AGAIN. ', -i •?» 'Synopsis.--Graham Not-cross, railroad mAnnjjer, and his secretary, -Wwmjr Dodds, are marooned at Sand Creek siding with a young lady. Sheila Macrae, and her small cousin, Maisie Ann. Cnseeh. they witness a peculiar train holdup, in which a special car is carried off. Norcross rccognixes the car as that of John Chadwick, financial magnate, whom he vas to meet at Portal City. He and Dodds rescue Chadwick. The latter offers Norcross the management of the Pioneer Short Line, which is in the hands of eastern slp^culators, headed by Breckenridge Dunton. president of the line. Norcross, learning that Sheila Macrae is stopping at Portal City, accepts. Dodds overhears conversation between Rufus Hatch and Gus*ave Henckel, Portal City financiers, in which they admit complicity in Chadwick's kidnaping, their object being to keep Chadwick from attending a meeting of directors to reorganise the Pioneer Short Line, which would jeopardiie their interests. To curb the monopoly controlled t>y Hatch and Henckel. the Red Tower corporation, Norcross forms the Citizens' Storage and Warehouse company. He begins to manifest a .deep Interest in Sheila Macrae. . Dodds learns that Sheila is married, but living apart from her husband. Norcross does not know this. The Boss disappears; report has it that he has resigned and gone oast Jimmy turns sleuth, suspects he has been kidnaped and effects hit rescue.- Norcross resumes control of the Pioneer Short Line, refushig to give» place to Dismuke, whom Dunton. has sent to take charge as general manager. CHAPTER VIII--Continued. The execution details bad been turned over to Clfinahan, the political totes of Portal City. The plot itself was simple. At a fertaln boor of a given night an anonymous letter was to be sent to Mr Norcross, telling him that a gang of noted train robbers was stealing all engine from the Portal City yard for the purpose of running down the Use and wrecking the Fast Mail, which often carried a bullion expresscar. if the boss should fall for it-- U he did, when the time came--and go in person to stop the raid, he was to be overpowered and spirited away, a forged letter purporting to be a notice of his resignation was to be left for Mr. Van Britt, and a fake telegram, making the same announcement, was to be sent to President Dunton In New York. Nothing was toft Indefinite bat the choosing of the night "What then?" pressed Ripley, keenly Interested, as anybody could see. "When they took the clothes-line from my arms there was another scrap. It didn't do any good. They got the door shut on me and got it locked. After that, for four solid days, Ripley, I was made to realize how little it takes to hold a man. I had my pocket-knife, but I couldn't whittle' my way out. The floor puncheons were spiked down, and I couldn't dig out. They had taken all my matches, and I couldn't burn the place. I tried the stick-rubbing, and all those things you read about: they're fakes; I couldn't get even the smell of smoke" "The chimney ?" * "There wasn't any. They had heated the place, when it was a commissary, with a stove, and the pipe hole through the celling had a piece of sheet Iron nailed over it. Ahd I couldn't get to the roof at all. They had me." Ripley nodded and said, snappylike : "Well, we've got them now--any I suppose Hatch was to give The tlme you give the word. Tarbell has a word " said the boss, who had been Pluch 011 one of the Clanaban men and Ifetenlng soberly while the lawyer ,ie wl" turn state's evidence. We can railroad every one of those fellows who carried you off." Calked. "That is the inference. Hatch probably gave the word after his talk with you, but the time was made even more propitious by the arrival of the two . telegrams; the one from Mr. Chad- Wick, and the one from Mr. Dunton. both of which they doubtless Intercepted by means of the tapped wires." Mr. Norcross looked up quickly. "Ripley, did Dunton know .what was goin? to be done to me?' "And the men higher up?" queried the boss. "No; not yet" "Then we'll drop It right where it ta. I don't want the hired tools; no one of them, unless you can get the devil that crippled .Timmie Dodds, here." They went on, talking about my burn-up. Listening In, I learned for the first time just how ft had been Oh. »I .t»h.«in ki not. It*t wasnt «n.t• aatni ,d.o ne. T. a.r ,b ell. through his, h,,o ld u*p on, necessary t,h a.t .h e s.h ou,ld, ,b e .ta .k e„n in the .w elshing C.l anahan, . stri,k er;, .h a• d. en I«*t. „He .h as .b een oppos.i ng your1 got the details at second-hand. A lead policies all along, and had just sent you a pretty savage call-down. He didn't want you in the first place, and <H<1 it, if I could make out to hit the broad side of a barn, shooting with that hand, if I bad to. A half-minute later I had caught up with Mr. Norcross, and together we left the building and went up to th£ Bullae^ for dinner. ., CHAPTER V|| had been taken from a power wire at the corner of the street and hooked over the outer doorknob. And inside te taS bm. anxious to get rid of yon I ' ^ ^ *'ve° •vet since. The plotters knew very hetai^rtred t0 , 'water well what he would do if he should coppep 8 wlred 10 a water get a wire which purported to be your j resignation. He would appoint another man, quick, and all they would have to do would be to make sure that you were well off stage, and would itay off until the other man could take hold.' "It worked out like a charm," admitted the boss, with a wry smile. "I haven't been talking much about the details, partly because I wanted to And out if this young fellow, Tarbell, i was as good as the major's recommendation of him. and partly because Fm honestly ashamed. Ripley. Any i nan of my age and experience who would swallow bait. hook, and line as | > did that night deserves*"*© get all that is coming to him." "You can tell me now, can't you?" queried the attorney. "Oh, yes; you have it all--or prnc- j tlcally all. I fell for the anonymous tetter about the Mail hold-up, and while I don't 'rattle' very easily, ordinarily, that was one time when I lost my bead, just for the moment. The obvious thing to do--if any attention whatever was to be paid to the anonymous warning--was to telephone the police and the round-house. I did neither because I thought it might be I They Hftf Me Trussed Up Like a too slow.' ."So you made a straight shoot for scene of action?" { "I did; down the back streets and •cross the lower end of the plaza. As Christmas Turkey." pipe running up through the halL Tarbell had afterward proved up on ail this, it seemed finding the Insulated f4t- appeared--or rather a„„s .I.t was made II wire a.n, d th.e. .c.o pp,e r sheet ,, wit.h. .i t.s to »nr,ear--I was barelv In time There connectlons hidden in a small rubbish werfe ?me-n at tt hl .e0 eng5 iinneo, an nn dA wwhhee nn | c l o 8 e t u n d e r t h e h a l l s t a i r , j u s t w h e r e a feU<w ln hurry mlght chuck (hem "Tarbell is a striking success," Mr. I sprinted across the yard they were ready to move it out to the main line. I yelled at them and ran in. tfhree of Norcross P«t in along at the end of them tackled me the moment I came I things. Well keep him on with us, within reach. I got one of the three I RiPleT on the point of the Jaw, and they had j J1! a more to leave him behind; but there were Jabout the C. S. 4 W. deal, and fnough more of them. Before I fairly I ftbout what the Hatch crowd would be realized what was happening, they had '"cely to next • ftn<* w^en it was ine trussed up like a Christmas tur-1 ®n'8bed, and Ripley was reaching for hey, and loaded into the cab of the | the, 1)088 8a'<*- "There is no engine. From that on, it was all plain ^e order8: we ve 8°t 'em sailing" V 1 8°ing now, and we'll keep 'em going. "Then they took yon to the old lmn- I,r,ve RiP,ey: drlve «t for every , I ounce there Is ln you. Never mind the ' , . .. ,. . I election talk or the stock quotations. "As fast as the engine could be made Thi3 rallroad ta ln t lf to turn her wheels. Arroyo has no lt never earn8 aQOther dollar night operator, and when we sneaked 1 We>11 wln, .through the Banta yard and past the ..,t.8 begllinlng t0 look a little that . station, the operator there was asleep.1 I saw him, with his head ln the crook way, now," the lawyer admitted, with his hand on the door knob. "Just the of his arm, at the telegraph table In I gaine< Norcross, there is safety in numthe bay window as we passed hers, and our numbers are precisely "We ran out to the Timber Moun-1 one. one man"--holding up a single 4aln 'Y,' and from that on up the old finger. "As before, the pyramid Is saw-mill line. The rail connections I standing on Its head--and you are the were all in place, and I knew from head. For God's sake, be careful 1 , this that preparations had been made I it was late In the afternoon when beforehand. They wouldn't tell me I Rtpigy made his visit, and pretty soon anything except that I was to be I after he went away the boss and locked up tor a few days." 1 closed up our end of the shop and "You knew what that meant?" 1 left May pecking away at his type- "Pertectly. My drop-out would be I writer on a lot of routine staff, made to look as If I had jumped the I don't know what made me do It, but job, and Dunton would appoint a new I as I was passing Fred's desk on the uian. After that, I could come back, I way out, stringing along behind the if I wanted to. Whatever I might do boss, I stopped and jerked open one or try to do would cut no figure, and of the drawers. I knew beforehand no explanation I could make would be what was in the drawer, and pointed believed. I bad most^obligingly dug to it--a new .38 automatic. Fred my own official grave, and there could I nodded, and I slipped the gun Into • be bo resurrection." j my left-hand pocket, wondering u I * In the Coal Yard I knew, just as well as could without being able to prove It--that we were shadowed on the trip up from the railroad building to the hotel, and It made me nervous. There could be only one reason now for any sucfe dogging of the boss. The grafters were not trying to find out what he was doing; they didn't need to, because he was advertising his doings-- or Juneman was--in the newspapers. What they were trying to do was to catch him off his guard and do him up--this time to stay done up. ^ It was safe to assume that they wouldn't fumble the ball a second time. Mr. Ripley had stood the thing fairly on Its feet when he said that our campaign was purely a one-man proposition, so far as it had yet gone. People who had met the boss and had done business with him liked him; but the old-time prejudice against the rallroad was so wide-spread and so bitter that it couldn't be dvercome all at once. Juneman, our publicity man, was doing his best, but as yet Ve had no party following ln the state at large which would stand by us and see that we got justice. I was chewing this over while we sat at dinner In the Bullard cafe, ar I guess Mr. Norcross was, too, for he didn't say much. I don't know whether he knew anything about the shadowing business I speak of or not, but he might have. We hadn't more than given our dinner order when one of Hatch's clerks, a cock-eyed chap named Kestler, came in and took a table Just far enough from ours to be out of the way, and near enough to listen in If we said anything. When we finished, Kestler was just getting his service of Ice-cream; but I noticed that he left it untouched and got up and followed us to the lobby. It made me hot enough to want to turn on him and knock his crooked eye out, but of course, that wouldn't have, done any good. After Mr. Norcross had bought some cigars at the stand he said lie guessed he'd run out to Major Kendrlck's for a little while; and with that he went up to his rooms. Though the major was the one he named, I knew he meant that he was going to see Mrs. Sheila. I remembered what he had said to Ripley about a woman's giving him germ Ideas and such things, and I guess it was really so. Every time he spent an evening at the major's he'd come back with a lot of new notions fir popularizing the Short Line. When he said that, about going out to the major's, Kestler was near enough to overhear It, and so he waited, lounging in the lobby and pretending to read a paper. About half-past seven the boss came down and asked me to call a taxi for him. I did It; and Kestler loafed around just long enough to see him start off. Then he lit out, himself, and something In the way he did it made me take out after him. The first thing I knew I was trailing him through the railroad yard and on down past the freight house toward the big, fenced-in, Red Tower coal yards. At the coal yard he let himself In through a wicket ln the wagon gates, and I noticed that he used a key and locked the wicket after he got inside I put my eye to a crack In the high stockade fence and saw that the little shack office that was used for a scalehouse was lighted up. My burnt hand was healing tolerably well by this time and I could use lt a little. There was a slack pile just outside of the big gute, and by climbing to the top of It I got over the fence and crept up to the scale-house. A small window in one end of the shack, opened about two Inches at the bottom, answered well enough for a peep-hole. Three men were In the little box of a place--three besides Kestler; Hatch, his barrel-bodied partner, Henckel, and one other. The third man looked like a glorified barkeep*. He wns of the type I have heard called "black Irish," fat, sleek and well-fed. with little pin-point black eyes half burled In the flesh of his round face, and the padded Jaw and double chin shaved to the blue, I knew this third man well enough by sight; everybody In Portal City knew him--decent people only too well when It came to an election tussle. He was the redoubtable Pete Clanaban, dlvekeeper, and political boss. Kestler was telling the three how he had shadowed Mr. Norcross from the rallroad headquarters to the Bullard aad how he stayed around until he had seen the boss take a taxi for Major Kendrlck's. This seemed to be all that was wanted of him, for When he was through, Hatch told him he might go home. After the cock-eyed clerk was gone, Hatch lighted a fresh cigar and put it squarely up to the Irishman. "It's no use being mealy-mouthed over this thing, Pete," he grated In that saw-mill voice of his. "We've got to get rid of this man. Every day delay gives him that much better hold much about tliim things. Misther Hatch," he said cautiously. "Why not?" was the rasping question. "There's nobody In the yprd, and the gates are locked. It's a d--d sight, safer than a back rooth In one of your dives--as we know now to our «jst." ^ > Clanahan threw up his head with a gesture that said much. "Murph^ the man that leaked on that engine Job--and he'll leak, no more." "Well," said Hatch, with growing irritation, "what are you holding back for now? We stood to win on the first play, and we would have won lf your people hadn't balled It by talking too much. One more day and Dlsmuke would have been in the sadcHe. That would have settled it." "Yah; and Mister Dismuke still here In Portal City remains," put id* Henckel. The dlvekeeper locked his pUdgy fingers • across a cocked kne£ , "'TIs foine, brave gintlemen ye are, you two, whin ye've got somebody else If Kestler Was Telling the Three How He Had 8hadowed Mr. Norcross. . We can choke him off by littles In the business game, of course; w^ have Dunton and the New Yorkers on oar side, and this co-operjitlve scheme be has launched can he broken down with money. But that doesn't help you political people out; and your stake In the game Is even bigger than ours." Clanahan looked around the little dog-kennd of a place suspiciously. " 'Tls not hen that we can talk to pull th' nuts out av th' Are for ye!" he said. "Ye'd have us croak this felly f'r ye, and thin ye'd stand back and wash yer hands while some poor dlvll wlnt to th' rope fr It Where do we come In, Is what I'd like to know?" You are already In." snapped Hatch. "You know what the big fellow at the capital thinks about lt, and where you'll stand ln the coming election If you don't put out this fire that Norcross is kindling. You're yellow, Clanahan. ' That's all that Is the matter with you." Tell me wan thing!" Insisted the dlvekeeper, boring the chief grafter with his pin-point eyes. "Do you stand fr it if we do this thing up right?" Hatch's eyes fell, and Henckel's big body twisted uneasily in the chair that was groaning under his beer-barrel weight. There was silence for a little space, and I could feel the cold sweat starting out all over me. I hadn't dreamed of stumbling, upon anything like this when I started out to shadow Kestler. They were actually plotting to murder the boss! • :' K It was* Hatch who broke the stillness. It's up to you, Clanahan, and you know It," he declared. "You've had your tip from the big fellow. The railroad people must be made to get into the fight in the coming election, and get in on the right side. If they don't; and lf Norcross stays and keeps his fire burning, you fellows lose out Clanahan sat back ln his chnir and shoved his hands Into his pockets. "Ye'd stbring me as if I was a boy! he scoffed. " 'Tls your own game fr'm first to last. D'ye think I'm not knowing that? 'Tls bread and butther and th' big rake-off for you, and little ye care how th' election goes. Suppose we'd croak this man in th' hot par-rt av th' p'lltcal fight; what happens? Half th' noospaypers ln th' State 'd play him up fr a martyr to th' cause av good governmint, and we'd all go to hell ln a hand-basket!" I was cramped and sore and one of my legs had gone to sleep, but r couldn't have moved lf I had wan^ to. My heart was skipping beats right along while I waited for Hatch's answer. When lt came, the drumming in my ears pretty nearly made me lose It ' 'Clanahau," he began, as cold as an Icicle. "I didn't get you down here to argue with you. You've bungled this thing once, and for that reason you've got It to do over again. We haven't asked you to 'croak' anybody, as you put it, and we are not asking it now." "'Tls d--d little you lack av asking It," retorted the dlvekeeper. "Listen," said Hatch, leaning forward with his hands on his knees. "Besides keeping ca*es on Norcross here, we've been digging back Into his record a few lines. Every man has his sore spot, lf you can only find It, Clanahan--Just as you have yours. What if I should tell yon that Norcross Is wanted ln another state--for a crime? Before he came here he was chief of construction on the Oregon Midland. There was a right-of-way fight back In the mountains--fifty miles from the nearest sheriff--with the P. & 8. F. Norcross armed his track-layers, and la the blotting there was a man killed." Though It was a warm night,- as I have saldj the cold chills began to chase themselves up and down my back. What Hatch said was perfectly true. In the right-of-way scrap be was talking about, there had been a few wild shots fired, and one of them had found a P. & S. F. grade laborer. I don't believe anybody had ever really blamed the boss for lt But there had been a man killed. While I was shivering, Clanahan said: "Well, what av it?" "Norcross was responsible for that man's death. If he was having trouble over his right-of-way, his recourse was to the law, and he took the law Into his own hands. Nothing was ever done about It, because nobody took the trouble to prosecute. A week ago we seat a man to Oregon to look up the facts. He succeeded ln finding a ^brother of the dead man, and a warrant has now been sworn out for Norcross' arrest." Well?" said Clanaban again. "Ye have the sthrlng In yer own hand; why don't ye pull It?" That's where you come in,** was the answer. "The Oregon Justice Issued the warrant because It was demanded, but he refused to Incur, for his county, the expense of sending a deihity sheriff to another state, or to take the necessary steps to have Norcross extradited. If Norcross could be produced ln court, he would try him and elthei discharge him or bind blm over, as the facts might warrant. He took his stand upon the ground that Norcross was only technically responsible, and told the brother that ln all probability nothing would come of an attempt to prosecute." "Thin ye've got nothing on blm, after all," the Irishman grunted. Yes," Hatch came back; "we have the warrant ?nd, in addition to that we have you, Pete. A word from you to the Portal City-police headquarters, and our man finds himself arrested and locked up--to wait for a requisition from the governor of Oregon." But you said th' requisition wouldn't come," Clanahan put In. , .•> Hatch was sitting back BOW and stroking his ugly jaw. "It might come, Pete, if It had to: there's no knowing. In the meantime we get delay. There'll be habeas corpus proceedings, of course, to get him out of Jail, but there's where you'll .Income in again; you've got your own man for city attorney. And, after all, the delay Is all we need. With Norcross in trouble, and In jail on u charge of murder, the railroad shlp'll go on the rocks In short order. The Norcross management Is having plenty of trouble--wrecks and the like. With Norcross locked up, New York will be heai^d from, and Dismuke will step ln and clean house. That will wind up the reform spasm." "'Tls a small chance," growled the chief of the ward heelers. *TU talk It over with the big fellow." , Again Hatch leaned forward and put his hands on his knees. "You'll do nothing of the sort, Pete. You'll act, and act on your own responsibility. If you don't somebody may wire the sheriff of Silver Bow county, Montana, that the man he knew ln Butte as Michael Clancy Is. ..." The divekeeper put up both hands as If to ward off a blow. " 'Tls enough," he mumbled, speaking as lf he had a bunch of dry cotton In his mouth. "Slip me th' warrant." Hatch went to a small safe and worked the combination. When the door was opened he passed a folded paper to Clanahan. Through all this talk, Henckel had said nothing, and I suspected that Hatch had him there solely for safety's sake, and to provide a witness. With the paper ln bis pocket,- Clanahan got up to go. It was time for me to make a move. It's curious how an idea will sometimes lay hold of you and knock out reason and common sense and everything else. Clanahan had In his pocket a piece of paper that simply meant ruin to Mr. Norcross, and the blowing up of all the plans that had been made and all the work that had been done. If he should be allowed to get up town with that warrant, the end of everything would be ln sight But how was I to prevent lt? The three men were on their feet, and Hatch was reaching for the wall switch which controlled the single Incandescent- lamp hanging from the celling of the scale-house. If I could (only think of some way to blow the place up and snatch the^paper ln the confusion. Dp to that minute I had never thought once of the pistol I had taken from Fred May's drawer, though lt was still sagging It) my left hip pocket. When I did think of lt I dragged It iV 'WW. ing one another down as they feugtit to get the door open. Sticking tlM empty pistol back Into my pocket I jumped to get action, hurting my sore hand like the mischief ln doing It Hatch was the first man out, but the big Gerpnan was so close a second that he knocked bis smaller partner down and fell over him. Clanahan kept his feet He bad a gun in hia hand that looked to me, In the dark* ness, as big as a cannon. I was flattened against the side of the scale shack,' and when the dlvekeeper trled| to side-step around the two fallen men who were blocking the way, I snatefced the folded paper from his pocket; snatched lt and tan aa if the dlcken* was after me. That was a bad move--the runaway. If I had kept still there might have been a chance for me to make a sneak. But when I ran, and fell over a pile of loose coal, and got up and ran again, they were all three after me, Clanahan taking blind shots ln the dark with his cannon as he came. Naturally, I made straight for the wagop gate, and forgot until J was right there, that lt, and the wicket through one of the leaves, were both locked. As I shook the wicket a bullet from Clanahan'8 gun spatted into the woodwork and stuck a splinter into my hand, and I turned and sprinted again, this time for the gates where the coal cars were pushed in from the railroad yard. These, too,.were shut and locked, and when I ducked under the nearest gondola I realized that I was trapped. Before I could climb the high fence anywhere, they'd get me. They came up, all three of. them, puffing and blowing, while I was hiding under the gondola. "It's probably that cow-boy spotter of Norcross', but he can't get away," Hatch was gritting--meaning Tarbell, probably. "The gates are locked and we can plug him lf he tries to climb the fence. There's a gun inrthe scalehouse. You two look under these cars while I go and get It I" ' lOcts from om bag of •• t *> of« •: -. -:>>V GENUINE BuuTDuput TOBACCO (TO BE CONTINUED.! GEMS NOT TRUE TO COLOR popular Fallacy to ^scribe to Precious Stones Hues That May Be * Called Definite. Btory Writers talk of the Bky *«lng as blue as a sapphire, or of a wild beast's eyes glowing aa yellow as topaz. 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