Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, January 16, 1913, Page 6

PAGE sIX THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAK . DIE GRS PLUCK AND, JAN. 16, 1913 Dents, we varions piles of bills— five filties, a heap of twenties, and several tens and fives. There must have been more nearly a thousand than five hundred dollars, besides a beap of silver, which Menzies pru- denly left behind. He would need to travel lightly that evening. Afterward with his knife he ripped up the registered mail bag. Here dis- appointuient met him; he had not cal- culated that it was the day before ! vay day, and that the mail would be | light. He thrust a bundie of the more | vromising looking letters into his! pockets. Meanwhiie, evidenly com- vlely cowed and frightened, the girl lay back in the chair, watching him with wide-open, horrified eyes. Men- | ties anticipated no trouble from her. ! He rose; he was going to put the tel- egraph and telephone out of commls-! sion. The former enterprise he had already accomplished with a small fire ax which lay convenlently near to hand; but as he approached the ' { latter instrument, considering where | to begin, the girl spoke for the first time: i “Won't you do something for me This time, however, fate seemed to| first?” she asked piteously. have been Kind to him. He had laid| “Sure, miss,” answered Menazles, | bis plans well. He had ridden trom |grinning. “Except put back them ! Unlondale upon a freight and leaped | bills". y off ut the precalculated place without| “No, Bo, it isn't that,” she answered detection. He knew that Old Man | bastily. “It's my father. 'Helll lose Keyes, the station agent, was.hurry-| Lis position for this and he's 100 old Ing west upon the night train that|'o get employment anywhere els; ran by Howland Junction, that his| Menzies leered at her amial duughter took charge during his rare| "Sorry to get him fired from his job,” ! absences, and that there must be two | ile sald. “Whatcher want me to do? thousand dollars, all told, In the tiny | tiet him another?” wayside station which stood alone fn| *No, but—" the center of a vast plain of swamp-; “Wisa 1 could help the old gentle- lots. | " pursiued Menzies. “But | got The night was moonless and this| 0 skip—" i favored him; the chances of capture| “He isn't old,” returned the girl! were almost infinitesfmal. Once the|angrily. “But he's served the oom: | | money was his he would strike for! pany for twenty-two years, and to- Unifondale along the pike which ,,ar." night the superintendent sent for him |; She Out-Generaled a Robber ang Saved Her Father's Position. By H. M. EGBERT, As tho freight tralu disappeared { round the bend into the distance Men- zies crouched under the lee of the bank and looked cautiously around him. His clothes were ragged, bis shoes displayed a liberal space of un- clad ankle; also, he was hungry.A “Hard Luck” Menzies, he was called umong his fellow yeggs, Hobo by trade, thief as a side line, his sobri- quet had hitherto always justified it- sell. Where others of his kind re- ceived @ generous meal he would fall foul of.a bulldog; and he hardly ever stole a ride but he was spotted and thrown into the cinder-strewn road- bed We Won't Sacrifice Qugli but we are always studying how o, Increase The Quantiyy We give the “most now but we are anxic. more. Phone us and prove it. Every dollar you deposi. in this bank is protected by the Government. The most stringent financial laws in the world apply to National Banks. Government experts watch each transaction. That is why this Bank is so safe. Best Butter, per pound . .. 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A single electric light burned within. Against this he could see the profile ol a woman seated at a typewriter; he heard as he drew nearer the tap, tap of the keys. At her left hand was a telegraph hoard; at her right a telephone. His first object, then, must be to withdraw her attention from those two convenient finstru-' ments, before he could venture to Hie'll be accused of having tolen this money?” i “Well, what kin 1 do?" Menzles urowled. “Divvy up with him?” No. | want you to leave a mes- e snying that you took tlie money Ul write 1t for you on my type- | writer,” she added with Ir.-mhl{u‘-‘ while her heart Legan beating fur “It won't take a moment. And hig position.” | Menzies was tickled by the idea, ! As a tramp he had acquired the habit of leaving impudent messages on the walls of hostile farm buildings; this struck him as humorous. Besides, no- ( body Knew his scrawl. “Sure, miss,” he answered. “Only, you see, my ed- | lips 3 cans family size Cream 6 cans baby size Cream 1-2 barrel best Flour. .. 12 pounds best Flour. .. Picnic Hams, per pound . Cudahy’s Uncanvassed Hams . Octagon Soap, 6 & Ground Coffee, per pound. . 5 gallons Kerogene . ... E. G. Tweec i v d lay hands upon the comfortable piles dicatlon was rather neglected after I |—————— of greenbacks which a sure instinct' told him lay neatly folded within the' drawer of her desk. Five hundred | there must be: that and the reg.! fstered mall—Unjondale transmitted | much money to Russia and Bohe- | mia—would give him that two thou-' :and which he had set as the min- imum of his aspirations. And the | mail had arrived only a half hour be. ' fore; there it lay, the bhags still' sealed. Certainly his weeks of plan- | ning would not be ineffective. All at once his eyes fell upon some- | thing that set his heart thumping ex- | ultantly. It was a revolver, doubtless | the girl's father's, which he had left with her for protection in case any-! body should choose that night of all others on which to make his attempt. But she had placed it at her back, on a small table—and just within | reach of his hand If he could gain the window sill. With the dexterity | born of long practice Menzies holsted | himself upon the slil and, reaching | In carefully, grasped the weapon by | the muzzle and drew it toward him. | | After that all that he needed would | { be to make his entrance so swiftly that the girl would not have time to | Ift the telephone receiver. He bal- | anced himself and prepared to spring. At that moment the girl suddenly till holding the weapon, crouched back behind the Jutting portion of the window frame: in this position he was invislble ex- cept in case she should come to the window. The giri took down the re- Menzies prepared for ni;;ht1 at her first words. Then, as he re.| membered that she had made no| movement toward the revolver, his' courage revived. | Besldes, even if she gave the alarm, | it was three miles to the nearest sta. tlon, Crosstown, and he could surely ! escape, even though this would mean an inconvenient detour through the soggy marshes. “Hello!™ she called. “Crosstown! Is that you, Harry? Yes, this 1s me. Father had to meet the superinten- ning and I'm in charge should I be afrald? He left me his revolver.” Menzles heard her laugh softly. Then, “You're at the telephone tonight?” she continued. “Of course 1 will if T need anybody, but who's going to break in this evening of all nights in the year?" A few more words and she hung up the recelver. Turning to resume her seat, the girl came face to face with Menzies, now In the room and covering her with the revolver “Sorry to scare you, mlss,” he vol- unteered, “but I'm not going to harm you. [ want that money in that there drawer—likewise the registereq mail.” He grinned with the satistaction of work well done, for the girl, terrified, first uttered a stifled cryv ang then sank Into her chair, hals fainting, staring up at him with a look of ab- Ject terror. Menzies looked; the key was actually In the drawer. “Now {if you'll sit perfectly still, miss,” sald Menzies, “you won't be hurt any TN just shift you away from that there telegraph.” He carried her in the’ chalr into the center of the office and then get gbout his task Inslde the drawer, ! peatly stacked Into separate eomp-r!'i No; why [ me. left college, speller.” { “l only want you to put your name w it,” answered the girl. “May I go to the typewriter?” A8 Menzies watched her suspicious- ' Iy, she rose and drew her chair to the tront of the machine, in which she inserted a sheet ot telegraph paper. | | The telephone, on which Menzies fixed | his eye, ready in case of treachery, ' stood on a movable arm, placed there for the person at the desk, so that ft ' could be swung back, this ohviating ' the necessity of rising and going to | the box on the wull. From the top of the desk projected a pile of led- gers, form books and paper; the 1 girl's eye had quickly noticed that, in ! pushing back the telephone arm, the hook ot the receiver would brush this. | By deft manipulation . | She pushed It petulantly away, and, | as she had hoped, the pile of books | caught the hook, so that the recelver was not resting squarely in it. To one | unpracticed in the use of the instru. ment the difference would not have been noticeatle; nevertheless the ef- fect was to suminon the person at' the other end to his receiver. And thus, three wifles away, the bell was sounding in Harry Grant's wayside | office. tie huriied to the receiver. “Hello!" he called. “Is that you Edna? He repeated his call twice; | nd then, in sudden apprehension, listeniug intentiy, he heard the faint click-click of the giil's typewriter. Meanwhile the write her message “This is to certify read, “that 1 quiringly. “My monaKker, \iss? Menzles— Hand Luck Menzies is what they calls 1 guess we'll let it go at that.” “That I, Hard Luck Menzies, have girl had begun to ! " she wrote, and | 17" she looked up in-| I robbed this office of all the bills that |5 were In the desk, and lave likewlise stolen the reglstered mail. during Mr. Keyes' absence.” She breathed l} huge eigh of relief Now at all cost | she must detain him a few moments. “That means ten vears for interfer- ing with the goverument mails," she | sald, half incoherently. | “Hell!” answered Menzies irrever- ently. “ls that all? Go on. ‘And I'll | meet you all in—heaven' Now gimme the pen and I'll put my tag to it.” He signed and then, snatching the | fire ax, with a few welldirected | blows put the telephone out of com. | mission and, buttoning his eolt‘ round him, leaped through the win- As the typewriter ceased and the erash sounded over the wires the man &t the other end leaped for his telegraph instrument. “Robbery at Bainesville,” he clicked over the keys. “A woman killed. Telephone Uniondale and all sta tions.” Then he collapsed in his geat ! and his face went white. But he did | pot leave his Mstrument until the | answer came. | “How do you know?” | “] got her last message. Morse code on typewriter in front of open | ‘phone.” ¥ : That was how “Hard Luck” Men- ries came to step Into the arms of a posse at Crosstown wopyright, 2, by W. G Chapman) dow. ' | and | ain't a first-class P S S T R ) S, v, T SMOKE The best Union Made cigar in toun. 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