Beadle's Half Dime Library No. 960 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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' B 5 _ Into the rear of the vacant saloon Rum- fe Satis my led the pway, through a narrow passage spate to a little room further in the rear, and + a es re 6 is fury, i'll make you do it if I hang for it!” Make your handa off, young man, or, by | Mike relieved him of his watch, money, revolver and whateyer else of value he With a surprising show of strength for | had. so old a man, the unknown shook the de- * Now,” he ordered, “tie his hands and tective off, at the same time reaching to | into the tub with him!” his hip in Western style and drawing a revolver, But in that movement he made a mis- take, evidently quite forgetting where he The sport’s hands were quickly tied, likewise his feet, and he was thrown into the tub upon his back. Not only so, but the water was imme- was, for in the same moment a dozen | diately turned on, and the four ruffians hands seized him, and with a quick hand bending over him, laughed in his face. He the detective wrested the pistol out of his was in a desperate situation, truly, and grasp. A policeman was on the spot by | realized it only too well. that time, and an explanation was de- manded. ‘* Mebby ‘there is somethin’ he would like to say,” suggested one of the heartless ras- It required only for the detective to tell | cals. who he was and show his badge, and the “Tf there is, he will have to say it in policeman hailed a passing cab, into which | the next world,” laughed Rummy Mike. the prisoner was hustled and driven off in the direetion of police headquarters al- “He will soon be done with this one.” ‘** Well, come,” urged another, ‘‘let’s go. most before the collecting crowd could tell | I don’t want to stay here and see him what had rakictads NET. or why he had been | squirm. arrested. CHAPTER VI. BROADWAY SPORT'S RESCUER. We want that two hundred apiece, now, Rummy; our work is done.” ** Ain’t you afraid you won’t git et?’ de- manded the leader of the four murderous villains. “I'll give et to ye, of course. “Now, blast ye, what will ye do about | Come on, fer he is safe enough now, and at?” So cried one of the ruffians, when a gag had been forced into the Broadway Sport’s mouth. The two big fellows had been holding on to his arms all the while, so that Kemp- ton was utterly powerless to help himself, he can’t git out of there.” They turned to go, when there came three loud, distinct raps upon the door in front. Their ugly faces blanched in- stantly, fu ‘ What's that?” gasped one i. Tricked!” cried rouitity. “But, by while the other two had taken care that | jury—” he did not ery out. He jerked a pistol from his pocket and “He won't do nothin’ about it, that is | aimed it at Kempton, but one of the what he'll do,” asserted the most villain- ous-looking of the lot. “He has come e the end of his rope, and he might Jes’ as well say his prayers and git ready.” This was said in such a cool, careless way that it made the detective shiver for others caught his arm. “No, you don’t!” he cried. “If we are trapped, it sha’n’t be as bad as that! Put it up, or we'll every one of us go back on ye, Rummy Mike!” With an execration the leader thrust the the instant, for the speaker was his enemy, | weapon back again into his pocket, and, Rummy Mike! onistn tte condemned himself telling the others to save themselves if they could, he darted out the door and for having walked into the trap, but he } along the passage. fhad not looked for it to spring in just that The rapping at the door became louder manner: On his guard, he had felt that he | and more imperious, and the others saw he could fight through, if a trap it was. “That’s what's the matter, Mike,” echoed another. with him, quick, and let’s get the nasty business off our hands and get out of here. | made the that they were caught like rats in a trap. They looked at one another, mutely asking “Say what’s to be done what was to be done. Again the knocking, now in a way that ndows rattle, and this aroused We are doin’ our part, and soon’s we get | them to action. done we expeet you to do yours. Eh, fel- Jers?” “That's what we do,” wiled. © And who said anything about not doin’ ate demanded Rummy Mike. “I will do what I promised, fair enough. This ain’t _ fete him along, and let’s git done with him. ” the others a mo time to talk about that; yous fellers that “ Which way out of here?’ demanded one, “Why didn’t we foller scromaac be-, wailed another. “Turn off that water!’ shouted ‘a third. “We don’t want to hang!” “Fools we was to be led into et, with romise of two hundred apiece!’ . ere would Rummy git two hundred gollars, let alone six? But, hear that!. With that the escaped convict turned | Come, tellers, we have got to git out of ’s, EN i mbwing him with their prisoner. thence into a bathroom, where a small eel atieh up in the wall gave the only ea Now. ‘then, Floyd. Kempton, do y aoe what's goin’ to happen. to ye? "Ru Pipe y Mike demanded, ‘viciously. The Broadway Sport was pale, but per-- feet ool, | oe d’ye s’pose he’s goin’ to answer “ ox, age ox ting in his mouth?” another Af bei: if omy. he" fo oke up ies deat have oh answer,” said Rum- “Pm goin’ to tell him. We are goin’ to put ve into that bath-tub and drown ye an blasted ¢ rt ai is _what we are ye J as got any’ B88 ta e care of that all right.” a of Sie a : ay aa a i, u Vi the | Ses ned ge ‘sport, sites “bae ‘ euring Its. walked back along the hall, the others | this!” One of the trio had turned off the water, leaving the tub about quarter full, so that Kempton had to hold up his head to keep | Rummy Mike a arers sum to put him out it out of his mouth, and all hastened out. Just then came a crash as the front door flew open under the strong pressure of a policeman’s shoulder, and a blue coat ran into the hall, ‘Closely followed by a ‘boy 4 and a half a dozen or more men, _ One of the rascals was starting up the stairs. The other two were just coming out into the hall, following the first, but they drew instantly, closing the door and se- The officer ran to the door and tried to get it open, but failed, and turned and ran to the end of the ‘hall, at the same time calling out to the men who had come in | with him to guard the stairs. do teks } F : it about his ‘ticker me is: money, - a : is sai At the end of the re was a door that opened eae a very | utive yard in the} s door the officer found was} pasate ite threw: it “ic and sprang fr) is at; mT A as a ; ns vi aint ve me i he ii ad eS gs > i ae i seiet ae Kempton out, and was just in time to sec a man jump a fence. To that fence the police- man ran. Ere the officer could get up on it, how- ever, for it was high, he heard the slam of a door, and when he got up the man was nowhere in sight. Back he went, to attend to the man on the next floor; but meanwhile Fred Fly had gone after ‘him, backed by a couple of men, and had lo- cated the fellow on the roof, from where he refused to come down. Lucky for the Broadway Sport, perhaps, that the water had been turned off before he was left alone. The policeman ran up-stairs, and made no hesitation about going out on the roof, although the ruffian there, now skulking behind a chimney, threatened to shoot the first man who dared to come out. When the policeman got through the scuttle, however,. with a pistol in his grasp, the fellow came out from behind. — the chimney in haste, begging to be let off easy, proving plainly that he had noth- ing to shoot with and declaring that he was innocent of anything. “We'll see how innocent you are,” cried the officer. “Where is that man?” ‘What man?” “Till show you what man. I mean the one who was trapped) here, by the note sent to him. Where is he?’ | “That must be the one those fellers had in the saloon.”” The prisoner still tried to play innocent. “I don’t know what they ore to him; I wasn’t in with them in “We'll see about that,” retorted the policeman, sternly. “Get down that lad- der, and if you make a break to get away I will shoot a hole in you so quick that it will make your head swim. A nice nest of rascals here. Take hold of him there, gentlemen,” The policeman followed, closing the trap, and when they reached the ground floor again, Flyer Fred offered to go out the rear way and climb in at the window by which the other two had made their eS- cape, and this he did, when soon followed the discovery of the Broadway Sport in his dangerous dilemma. As soon as re- leased, he “went for” the prisoner to make him talk, and with threats and promises together ‘succeeded in getting out of the fellow all he knew. This man and! his two companions had been hired by Rummy Mike to help put Ape of the way, and they had been promised two hundred dollars apiece. The rascal declared that he had seen the money in Rummy’s possession, but how he had come by such a sum he could not say. Neither was he able to tell where Rummy could then be found. He thought it quite probable that he would not be found at all; in whi Kempton was in- clined to agree with hi The sport’s own belief was that. some one had paid of the world. HAI vit FLYER FRED'S FIND, The prisoner having been taken mink by the policeman, Kempton made a 6 of the building from top to bottom, however, resuited in not a ch, While he. searched she talked with ‘aly e , the. boy gave d, t | Fly, and, in spite of himse. away the suspicion he. had} detective finally all about how to ow him there—the g which has been set for ith ageert: ae I would bpp oe , dead in that bath-tub aphid a doubt. 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