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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 8, 1914)
U A STREAK OF YELLOW
TKe Story of a $10,000.
'5- "CHARLE S
I IK hands of the big cluck lacing the
door of the hank marked live minutes
before three; Kurd noticed them as
he huri'iel in holding the small check
lie hoped to persuade the teller to
cash without identification. There
was nothing wrong with the check,
hut Kord feared that his non-ac(uaiutauce at the
hank would prevent his getting the cash. The doors
were about to close and the lobby was deserted ex
cepting for one customer standing at the loan clerk's
window. Most of the tellers had left their posts or
were, engrossed in balancing accounts for the day.
No one seemed to notice Kord.
Somewhat apprehensively, be approached the win
dow of the paying teller. As be did so the teller,
in obedience to a call from the back, dropped a roll
id' bills on the counter and hurried from his cage.
Kord went" on to the vacant window and stopped.
Then bo started. The bills that the teller had
dropped lay against the wicket, temptingly within
reach. Ford noted that they were of yellow de
nomination; he read the figures scribbled on the
For an instant Ford debated with himself. Fur
tively he looked about him. No one was watching.
What streak of madness seized him he did not know.
Hut bo put bis linger on the bills, drew them from
beneath the wicket, slipped them into his pocket,
and walked quietly toward the door.
Mefore he had taken three steps be realized what
be had done. Hut be did not dare to turn back,
walking on dizzily, blindly. His foot was on the
threshold when an outcry rose behind him, galva
nizing him to sudden life. He did not stop to in
quire as to the cause; be stopped for nothing. In
panic fear he plunged through the door into tbo
street and darted away.
HH was so near the door that under other cir
cumstances be might have gotten away without
having been seen clearly enough to be identified.
Hut fate was against him. Not five feet from the
door be plunged into a group of men who knew him
well, brushed them aside and left them staring.
Along streets, up byways, across lots he raced,
easily distancing the sporadic pursuit and losing
himself in the convolutions of the crossways. Then
with an effort he slowed down, realizing that run
ning was the surest way to invite attention. His
heels, however, kept jerking and his legs twitching;
scarcely could he restrain them from leaping for
ward. He knew, none better, that the ollicers of the law
would soon he upon bis track, and that be must take
instant action if he wished to make his momentary
freedom permanent. Swiftly he considered the pos-
ibilil v "I - if 1 1 nd i ma and begging
lor lucrc v, hit as -witlls he dis
missed it. His ci inn' had been too
gross to t rn i it him to hope.
Desperately he looked about biin.
The part of town in which be found
himself was strange to him, but he
knew vaguely that the railway yards
must be somewhere close ahead.
Kailwavs stood for speed, and speed
was what he wanted. He hurried
mi. skulking through alleys anil byways, questing
with eager eyes till he found himself at the edge of
the j arils. Into them he slipped, passing between
endless rows of cars, until he found a train of
empties just pulling out.
As the cars clanked past him, he noticed that the
door of one was ajar. He leaped for it, caught it,
and dung on at the risk of his life till be could work
the opening wide enough to insinuate his body.
Then he Hung it shut and dropped exhausted on the
lloor, worn out by the stress of his emotions no less
than by his physical exertion.
a long time he lay in a half stupor, his
jhts revolving in an endless circle. A ben
at last full consciousness returned the black fear
came with it. Painfully be dragged himself up and
leaned against the wall of the car. Kvery nerve in
his body was jangling. He scarcely felt the jolting
of the car. Hough though it was, it was no rougher
than the internal spasms that racked him. He was
almost alone in the world and had no near kin to
worry over him. Hut his vivid imagination pictured
the humming telegraph wires weaving a net about
bis path; the police stations bulletining his descrip
tion; the newspapers far and near heralding his
crime. He felt himself the center of a blazed circle,
over-narrowing as the hunters closed inexorably in.
After a time, however,
the darkness began to com
fort him. as it would com
fort anv other hunted ani
mal that had fled to its fic
titious protection. Almost
be began to hope; for the
moment he was still free,
he was hidden, Hying from
the scene of his offense.
Perhaps perhaps he
fell the banknotes in bis
With hope came hunger
and thirst. He did not
know how long he had been
in the ear, but he guessed
that it had been In mis. He
look out his watch and held
it to his ear, and was sin
prised to find it still rui.
ning as smoothly and as
steadily as if his world 1 ad
not crashed about him. A
narrow edge of white hgi
was leaking through a ia-K
at the dour. He i D pi I"
ward it and held his wui
in the beam.
The hands marked eight eight 1 With sudden
I'm lie hurled the timepiece from him. Eight !
Yh ! It was three o'clock when he bad snatched
the money and he had lived years since then.
"It s a lie! a lie!" he raged.
I 'ut he knew it was no lie.
The car began to jolt over a network of frogs.
Kord heard the click of the wheels on the rail joints,
the screech of the rubbing flanges, and realized that
the train was stopping.
CAHKl-TLLY he opened the door a fraction of
aq inch and peered out. The moon was high in
the heavens. Its light showed open fields bisected by a
country road that wound away into the night. Evi
dently the train was waiting at a switch. Ford was
about to bury himself anew in the obscurity of the
car when he heard the noise of booted heels grinding
upon gracl and the shriek of a complaining side
door llung back on its hinges.
Desperately he peered out and saw three men ex
amining a car up the track from him. As he
watched they moved to another and then to another,
coining nearer and nearer.
"Looking for me !" he gasped. ".My God ! They're
looking for me !"
There was no time to lose. Mercifully a cloud
slipped across the moon, and like a ghost Ford
dropped out in the momentary darkness and slipped
like a wraith into the road.' A ditch ran along it
and into this he plunged. Then, bending low. he ran
until he could run no longer. The train was far out
of sight when he stumbled and fell exhausted by the
When be struggled up. be moon came out brightei
than ever ami by its light he saw that he bad fallen
close to a group nf buildings, one of which seemed
rather imposing. Stealthily he began to move away.
Hut at bis first sicp a sudden clamor broke out
As the dog launched toi throai he struck straight and hard
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