Part 15 (2/2)

”This will be a terrible blow for Mr. Wadsworth,” was the comment of the s.h.i.+powner's son.

”He said if he didn't get the jewels back it would ruin him,” added Roger.

”Oh, we must get them back!” cried Dave. ”Why, they are worth a fortune!”

In the s.h.i.+pping-room all was dark, and the boys had to first light a match and then turn on the electric illumination. The telephone was near by.

”Ruined!” cried our hero, as he beheld the wrenched-away receiver and transmitter.

”Here is where they must have caught the watchman while he was telephoning to Mr. Wadsworth!” said Phil.

”That must be it, Phil. We'll have to go to the police station, or find another telephone.”

The boys rushed back to the offices and told of what they had discovered. Then Phil and Roger volunteered to run to the police station, over a quarter of a mile away.

”If you'll do that, I'll go to the railroad station,” said Dave. ”I may be able to pick up some clew. The twelve-fifteen train is almost due and those rascals may try to board it. If I see anybody that looks suspicious, I'll have him detained.”

”Don't get into trouble!” called his father after him.

”I'll try to take care of myself, Dad,” he answered.

Dave ran the whole distance to the depot. As he went along he kept his eyes wide open for a possible appearance of the robbers, peering down side-streets and alleyways, and into vacant lots. But he saw n.o.body until close to the station and then he received a sudden hail from in front of a coal office.

”Hi, you! Where are you going in such a hurry?” And a man in a dark blue uniform stepped into view, night-stick in hand.

”Just the man I want to see!” cried our hero. ”I guess you know me, Mr.

Anderson. Come on down to the depot, quick! We must get there before the train comes in!”

”Why, it's Dave Porter!” exclaimed the policeman. ”What's the row, Dave?”

”Mr. Wadsworth's jewelry works has been robbed. They have just gone to notify headquarters. I thought maybe the robbers might try to get away on the train. We want to stop any suspicious characters.”

”The jewelry works robbed? You don't say! All right, I'll go right along. Hope we can catch 'em!” And Officer Anderson swung up beside Dave, and both continued on a dog-trot to the depot.

n.o.body but the station master was in sight. Dave and the policeman thought it best to keep out of sight.

”You stay at one end and I'll stay at the other,” said the officer. ”If you see anybody suspicious, whistle twice and I'll come on the double-quick.”

At last they heard the train coming. n.o.body had appeared, but presently Dave caught sight of a burly figure sneaking beside several empty freight cars on a side-track. He gave the signal for aid and then sneaked after the man. By this time the train had rolled into the little station.

Only a well-known young man of Crumville alighted, accompanied by an elderly lady, his mother. There were no pa.s.sengers to get aboard, and the conductor swung his lantern for the engineer to go ahead again.

At that moment the burly fellow near the freight cars made a dive for the trucks of a baggage car, with the evident intention of stealing a ride. He had almost reached the trucks when Dave came up behind him and hauled him back.

”Not so fast!” said our hero, firmly. ”I want to talk to you.”

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