Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 36, Hammond, Lake County, 30 July 1907 — Page 3

Tuesday, July 30, 1907.

THE LAKE COUNTY TIKES.

LAC (Continued.,) Brant fetared. "I I fear I scarcely compeh.end, Miss Sp'-neer. I have certainly taken no one's life. What can you mean?" "Oh, I am so glad; and Xaida vIll be, too. I must go right back and tell the poor girl, for she is nearly dis tracted. Oh, Lieutenant, isn't it the ' most romantic situation that ever1 was? And he is such a mysterious j character!" , "To whom do you refer? Really, I ! am quite in the dark." j "Why, Mr. Hampton, of course. Oh, I know all about it. Naida felt so "bad- j ly over your meeting this morning ! that I just compelled her to confide j her whole story to me. And didn't j you fight at all?" I "Most assuredly not," and Brant's ! eyes began to exhibit amusement; "indeed, we parted quite friendly." "I told Naida I thought you would. People don't take such things so seriously nowadays, do they? Hut Naida is such a child and so full of romantic ! notions, that she .worried terribly! about it. Isn't it perfectly delightful j what he is going to do for her?" t "I am sure I do not know." j "Why, hadn't you heard? He wants j to send her east to a boarding school ! and give her a fine education. Do you i know, Lieutenant, I am simply dying to see him? he is such a perfectly Epleudid western character. "It would afford me pleasure to pre- : sent you," and the soldier's downcast ! face brightened with anticipation. : "Do do vou reallv think it wrmid be proper? But they do things so differently out here, don't they? Oh, I wish you would." j Feeling somewhat doubtful as to j what might be the result, Brant j knocked upon the door ho had just ! closed, and, in response to the voice j within, opened it, Hampton sat upon i the chair by the window, but as his i eyes caught a glimpse of the returned j soldier with a woman standing beside i him, ho instantly rose to his feet. "Mr. Hampton." said Brant. "I trust I may be pardoned for again troubling you, but this is Miss Spencer, a great admirer of western life, who is desirous of making your acquaintance." Misa Spencer swept gracefully forward, her cheeks flushed, her hand ex- ! tended. "Oh, Mr. Hampton, I have so i wished to meet with you ever since I I first read your name in Aunt Lydia's ' letters Mrs. Herndou is my aunt, you know and all about that awful time you had -. ith those Indians. You sec, I am Naida Gillis's most particular J friend, and she tells me so much j about you. She is such a dear, sweet ! girl! She felt so badly this morning over your meeting with Lieut. Brant, i fearing you might quarrel! It was such a relief to find him unhurt, but I felt that I must see you also, so as to relieve Naida's mind entirely." "I most certainly appreciate your j frankly expressed interest, Miss Spen-! cer," he said, standing with her hand : still retained in his, "and am exceedingly glad there is one residing in this community to whom niy peculiar mer- ; its are apparent." 1 Miss Spencer sparkled instantly, her cheeks josy. "I do wish you would some time tell me about your , exploits. Why, Mr. JIampton, perhaps if yet i were to call upon me, you might j see Naida, too. I wish you knew Mr. j Moffat, but as you don't, perhaps you j might come with Lieut. Brant." Hampton bowed. "I would hardly venture thus to place myself under the protection of Lieut! Brant, although 1 must confess the former attractions of the Herndon home are now greatly Increased. From my j Flight knowledge of Mr. Moffat's capa-! bilities. I fe;y I should be found a rather Indifferent entertainer; yet I . sincerely hope we shall meet, again at ! a time when I can 'a tale unfold.' " "How nice- that will be, and I am so grateful to you for the promise. By- ! the bye, only this very morning a man ; stopped me on the street, actually ; mistaking me for Naida." ' "What sort of a looking man, Miss Spencer?" i "Large, and heavily set, with a red i beard. He was exceedingly polite ' when informed of his mistake, and ; said he merely had a message to deliver to Miss Gillis. But he refused to ; tell it to me." The glances of the two men met, ' but Brant was unable to decipher the : meaning hidden within the gray eyes. Neither spoke, and Miss Spencer, never realizing what her chatter meant, ' rattled merrily on. "You see there are so many who speak to me now, because of my publie position here. So I thought noth- j ing strange at first, until I discovered j ins mistake, and then it seemed so ab- j surd that I nearly laughed outright. ; Isn't it odd what such a man could possibly want with her? But really, j gentlemen, I must return with, my j news; Naida will be so anxious. I am glad to luive met you both." Hampton bowed politely, and Brant conducted her silently down the stairway. "I greatly regret not being able to accompany you home," he explained, "but I came down on horseback.

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and my duty requires that I return at j once to the camp." j "Oh, indeed! how very unfortunate j for me!" Even as she said so, some J unexpected vision beyond flushed her j cheeks prettily. "Why, Mr. Wynkoop," j Bhe exclaimed, "I am so glad you hap- j pened along, and going my way, too, ! I am sure. Good morning, Lieutenant; I shall feel perfectly safe with Mr. Wynkoop." CHAPTER X!X. The Door Opens, and Closes Again. In one sense Hampton had greatly enjoyed Miss Spencer's call. Her bright, fresh face, her impulsive speech, her unquestioned beauty, had had their effect upon him, changing for the time being the gloomy trend of his thoughts. But gradually the slight smile of amusement faded from his eyes. Something, which he had supposed lay securely hidden behind years and distance, had all at once come back to haunt him the unhappy ghost of an expiated crime, to do evil to this girl Naida. Two men, at least, knew sufficient of the past to cause serious trouble. This effort by Slavin to hold personal communication with the girl was evidently made for some definite purpose. Hampton decided to have a face-to-face interview with the man himself; he was accustomed to fight his battles In the open, and to a finish. A faint hope, which had been growing dimmer and dimmer with every passing year, began to flicker once again within his heart. He desired to see this man Murphy, and to learn exactly what he knew. He entered the almost deserted saloon opposite the hotel, across the threshold of which he had not stepped for two years, and the man behind the bar glanced up apprehensively. "Red Slavin?" he said. "Well, now, ee here, Hampton, we don't want no trouble in this shebang." "I'm not here seeking a fight, Jim," returned the inquirer, genially. "I merely wish to ask 'Red' an unimportant question or two." "He's there in the back room, I reckon, but he's damn liable to take a pot shot at you when you go in." Hampton's genial smile only broadened, as he carelessly rolled an unlight cigar between his lips. He walked to the door, flung It swiftly and silently open, and stepping within, closed it behind him with his left hand. In the other glittered the steel-blue barrel of a drawn revolver. "Slavin, sit down!" The terse, imperative words seemed fairly to cut the air, and the redbearded gambler, who had half risen to his feet, an oath upon his lips, sank back into his seat, staring at the apparition confronting him as if fasci-iir.t--"Put your hands on the table, and keep them there!" he said. "Now, my dear friend, I have come here in peace, not war, and take these slight precautions merely because I have heard a rumor that you have indulged in a threat or two since we last parted, aud I know something of your impetuous disposition. I regret the necessity, but trust you are resting comfortably." "Oh, go to hell!" "We will consider that proposition somewhat later." Hampton laid his hat with calm deliberation on the table. "No doubt, Mr. Slavin, if you move that hand again I'll fill your system with lead you experience some very natural curiosity regarding the object of my unanticipated, yet I hope no less welcome visit." Slavin's only reply was a curse, his bloodshot eyes roaming the room furtively. "I suspected as much," Hampton went on. coolly. "Indeed, I should have felt hurt had you been indifferent upon such an occasion. It does v J ... . v ' "Where Is Silent Murphy!" credit to your heart, Slavin. Come now, keep your eyes on me! I was about to gratify your curiosity, and, in the first xdace, I came to inquire solicitously regarding the state of your health during my absence, and inci

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dentally to ask why you are exhibiting so great an interest in Miss Naida Gillis." Slavin straightened up, his great hands clinching nervously, drops of perspiration appearing on his red forhead. "I don't understand your damned fun." Hampton's lips smiled unpleasantly. "Slavin, you greatly discourage me. The last time I was here you exhibitid sq fine a sense of humor that I was rea'ly quite proud of you. Yet, ruly, I think you do understand this joke. Your memory can scarcely be failing at your age. Make another motion like that and you die rigt there! You know me. However, as you seem to shy over my first question, I'll honor you with a second Where's Silent Murphy?" "You devil!" Slavin roared, "what do you mean?" With revolver hand resting on the table, the muzzle pointing at the giant's heart, Hampton leaned forward, utterly remorseless now, and keen as an Indian on the trail. "Do you know who I am?" The horror in Slavin's eyes had changed to sullennes, but he nodded silently.

"How do you know?" There was no reply, although the thick lips appeared to move. ; "Answer me, you red sneak! Do you think I am here to be played with? Answer!" Slavin gulped down something which seemed threatening to dioke him, but he durst not lift a hand to wipe the sweat from his face. "If if I didn't have this beard on you might guess. I thought you knew me all the time." Hampton stared at him, still puzzled. "I have certainly seen you somewhere. I thought that from the first. Where wis it?" "I was in D Troop, Seventh cavalry." "D Troop? Brant's troop?" The big gambler nodded. "That's how I knew you, Captain," he said, speaking with greater ease, "but I never had no reason to say anything about it round here. You was allers decent 'nough ter me." "Possibly" and it was plainly evident from his quiet tone Hampton had steadied from his first surprise, "the boot was on the other leg, and you had some good reason not to say anything." ; Slavin did not answer, but he wet his lips with his tongue, his eyes on ! the window. ; "Who is the fellow Murphy?" ' ' "He was corporal in that same i troop, sir." The ex-cavalryman dropped insensibly into his old form of speech. " He knew you too, and we talked it over, and decided to keep still, because it was none of our affair anyhow." "Where is he now?" "He left last night with army dispatches for Cheyenne." Hampton's eyes hardened perceptibly, and his fingers closed more tightly about the butt of his revolver. "You lie, Slavin! The last message did not reach here until this morning. That fellow is hiding somewhere in this camp, and the two of you have been trying to get at the giri. Now, damn you. what is "your little game?" The big gambler was thinking harder then, perhaps, than he had ever thought In his life before. lie knew Hampton would kill him if he needed to do so, but he likewise realized that he was not likely to fire until he had gained the information he was seeking. If he only knew how much information the other possessed it would be easy enovgn. A? he did not, h.9 must wield his weapon blincUy. "You're makin' a devil of a fuss over little or nothin'," he growled, simulating a tone of disgust. "I ain't never bed no quarrel with ye, exceptin' fer the way ye managed ter skin me at the table 'bout two years ago. I don't give two screeches in hell for who you are; an' besides, I reckon you ain't the only ex-convict a-ranging Dakota either fer the matter o' that. No more does Murphy. We ain't no bLoomin' detectives, an' we ain't buckin' in no business o' yourn; ye kin just bet your sweet life on thet." "Where is Murphy, then? I wish to see the fellow." "I told you he'd gone. Maybe he didn't git away till this mornin', but he's gone now all right. What in thunder do ye v?ant o' him? I reckon I kin tell ye all that Murphy knows." For a breathless moment neither spoke, Hampton fingering his gun nervously, his eyes lingering on that brutal face. "Slavin," he said at last, his voice ; hard, metallic. "I've figured it out, i and I do know you now, you lying I brute. You are the fellow who swore 1 you saw me throw away the gun that ; did the shooting, and that afterwards ; you picked it up." There was the spirit of murder In his eyes, and the gambler cowered back before them, trembling like a child. "I I only swore to the last part, Captain," he muttered, his voice scarce!- audible. ' 'i I never said I saw you throw " "And I swore," went on Hampton, "that I would kill you on sight. You lying whelp, are you ready to die?" SUvin's face was drawn and gray, the perspiration standing in beads upon his forehead, but he could neither speak nor think, fascinated by those remorseless eyes, which seemed to burn their way down into his very soul. "No? Well, then, I will give you. today, just one chance to live one, you dog one. Don't move an eyelash! Tell me honestly why you have been trying to get word with the girl, and you shall go out frora here living. Lie to me about it, .and I am going to kill you whfre you sit, as I would a

mad dog. You know me, Slavin now

speak!" So intensely still was it, Hampton I could distinguish the faint ticking of the watch in his pocket, the hiss cf the breath between the giant's clinched teeth. No wretch draeged shrieking to the scaffold could have fo-rmed a more pitiful sigttt, but there was no mercy in the eyes of the man watching him. "Speak, you cringing hound!" Slavin gripped his great hands together convulsively, his throat swelling beneath its read beard. He knew there was no way of escape. "I I had to do it! My God, Captain, I had to do it!" "Why?" "I had to, I tell you. Oh, you devil, you fiend! I'm not the one you're after it's Murphy!" For a single moment Hampton stared at the cringing figure. Then suddenly he rose to his feet in decision. "Stand up! Lift up your hands first, you fool. Now unbuckle your gunbelt with your left hand your left, I said! Drop it on the floor." There was an unusual sound behind, such as a rat might have made, and Hampton glanced aside apprehensively. In that single second Slavin was j upon him, grasping his pistol-arm at the wrist, and striving with hairy hand to get a death-grip about his throat. Twice Hampton's left drove straight out into that red, gloating face, and then the giant's crushing weight bore him backward. He fought savagely, silently, his slender figure j like steel, but Slavin got his grip at i last, ana wnn giant sirengtn negan to crunch his victim within his vise-like arms. There was a moment of superhuman strain, their breathing mere sobs of exhaustion. Then Slavin slipped, and Hampton succeeded in wriggling partially free fom his death grip. It was scarcely an instant, yet it served; for as he bent aside, swinghis burly opponent with him, someone struck a vicious blow at his back; but the descending knife, missing its mark, sunk instead deep into Slavin's breast. Hampton saw the flash of a blade, a portion of an arm, and then the clutching fingers of Slavin swept him down. He reached out blindly as he fell, his hand closing about the deserted knife-hilt. The two crashed down together upon the floor, the force of the fall driving the blade home to the gambler's heart. CHAPTER XX. The Cohorts of Judge Lynch. Hampton staggered blindly to his feet, looking down on the motionless body. For a moment the room appeared to swim before his eyes, and he clutched at the overturned table for support. Then, as his senses returned, he perceived the figures of a number of men jamming the narrow doorway, and became aware of their loud, excited voices. Back to his benumbed brain there came with a rush the whole scene, the desperation of his present situation. He had been found alone with the dead man. Those men, when they came surging in attracted by the noise of strife, had found him lying on Slavin, his hand clutching the knife-hilt. He ran his eyes over their horrified faces, and knew instantly they held him the murderer. The shock of this discovery steadied him. He realized the meaning, the dread, terrible meaning, for he knew the west, its fierce, implacable spirit of vengeance, its merciless code of lynch-law. The vigilantes of the mining camps were to him an old story; more than once he had witnessed their work, been cognizant of their power. This was no time to parley or to hesitate. He gr?.bbed the loaded revolver lying upon the floor, and swung Slavin's discarded belt across his shoulder. "Stand aside, gentlemen," he commanded. "Step back, and let me pass!" They obeyed. He swept them with watchful eyes, stepped past and" slammed the door behind him. Men were already beginning to pour into the saloon, uncertain yet of the facts, and shouting questions to each other. Totally ignoring these, Hampton thrust himself recklessly through the crowd. Half-way down the broad steps Buck Mason faced him, in shirt sleeves, his head uncovered, an ugly "45" in his uplifted hand. Just an instant the eyes of the two men met, neither doubted the grim purpose of the other. "You've got ter do it. Bob," announced the marshall, shortly, "dead er alive." Hampton never hesitated. "I'm sorry I met you. I don't want to get anybody else mixed up in this fuss. If you'll promise me a chance for my life, Buck, I'll throw up my hands. But I prefer a bullet to a mob." The little marshal was sandy-haired, freckle-faced, and all nerve. The crowd jammed within the Occidental had already turned and were surging toward the door. Hampton knew from long experience what this meant; these were the quickly inflamed cohorts cf Judge Lynch they would act first, and reflect later. His square jaws set like a trap. "All right, Bob," said the marshal. "You're my prisoner, and there'll be one hell of a fight afore them lads git ye. There's a chance left leg it after me." Just as the mob surged out of the Occidental, cursing ad struggling, ho two snransr forward nnd dashed r " llilU tut; uaiiun satc utrinccu uic livery stable and the hotel. Moffat chanced to be in the passageway, and pausing to ask no questions, Mason promptly landed that gentleman cn the back of his head in a pile of discarded tin cans, and kicked viciously at a yellow dog which ventured to snap at them as they swept past. Behind arose a volley of curses, the thud

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out orders, and a sharp spat of revolver shots. One ball plugged into the siding of the hotel, and a second threw a spit of sand into their lowered faces, but neither man glanced back. They were running for their lives now, racing for a fair chance to turn at bay and fight, their sole hope the steep, rugged hill in their front. i 1 Hampton began to understand the 1 purpose of his companion, the quick, i unerring instinct which had led him j to select the one suitable spot where the successful waging of battle ; against such odds was possible the j deserted dump of the Shasta mine. With every nerve strained to the ; uttermost, the two men raced side by side down the steep siope, ploughed ; through the tangled underbrush, and toiled up the sharp ascent beyond. ; At the summit of the ore dump the j two men flung themselves panting ; down, for the first time able to realize i what it all meant. They could per- j ceive the figures of their pursuers among the shadows of the bushes be- i low, but these were not venturing out : into the open the first mad, heedless j rush had evidently ended. There were j some cool heads among the mob lead- ' ers, and it was highly probable that negotiations would be tried before that crowd hurled itself against two desperate men, armed and entrenche(j. Both fugitives realized this, and lay there coolly watchful, their breath growing more regular, their eyes softening. "Whut is all this fuss about, anyhow?" questioned the marshall, evidently somewhat aggrieved. "I wus just eatin' dinner when a feller stuck his head in an' yelled ye'd killed somebody over at the Occidental." Hampton turned his face gravely toward him. "Buck, I don't know whether you'll believe me or not, but I guess you never heard me tell a lie. or knew of my trying to dodge out of a bad scrape. Besides. I haven't anything to gain now, for I reckon you're planning to stay with me, guilty or not guilty, but I did not kill that fellow. I don't exactly see how I can prove it, the way it all happened, but I give you my word a3 a man, I did not kill him." Mason looked him squarely in the eyes, his teeth showing behind his stiff, closely clipped mustache. Then he deliberately extended his hand, and gripped Hampton's. "Of course I believe ye. Not that you're any too blame good, Bob, but you ain't the kind what pleads the baby act. Who was the feller?" "Red Slavin." "No!" and the hand grip perceptibly tightened. "Holy Moses, what ingratitude! Why, the camp ought to get together and give ye a vote of thanks, and instead, here they are trying their level best to hang you. Cussedest sorter thing a mob is, anyhow; goes like a flock o sheep after a leader, an' I bet I could name the fellers who are a-runnin' that crowd. How did the thing happen?" Both men were intently observing the ingathering of their scattered pursuers, but Hampton answered gravely, telling his brief story with careful detail, appreciating the importance of reposing full confidence in this quiet, resourceful companion. "All I really saw of the fellow," he concluded, "was a hand and arm as thev drove in the knife. You can see i there is where it ripped me, and the unexpected blow of the man's body knocked me forward, and of course I fell on Slavin. It may be I drove the point further in when I came down, but that was an accident. The fact is, Buck, I have every reason to wish Slavin to live. I was just getting out of kirn some information I needed." Mason nodded, his eyes wandering from Hampton's expressive face to the crowd beginning to collect be neath the shade of a huge oak a hun .; dred yards below. "Never carry a knife, do ye?" "No." "Thought not; always heard you fought with a gun. Caught no sight of the feller after ye got up?" "All I saw was the crowd blocking the doorway. I knew they had caught me lying on Slavin, with my hand grasping the knife-hilt, and, somehow, I couldn't think of anything just then but how to get out of there into the open. I've seen vigilantes turn loose before, and knew what was likely to happen!" "Sure. Recognize anybody in that first bunch?" "Big Jim, the bartender, was the only one I knew; he had a bung-starter in his hand." Mason nodded thoughtfully, his mouth puckered. "It's him, and half a dozen other fellers of the same stripe, who are kickin' up all this fracas. The most of 'em are yonder now, an' if it wusn't fer leavin' a prisoner unprotected, darn me if I wudn't j like to mosey right down thar an' I pound a little hoss , sense into that j bunch o' cattle. Thet's 'bout the only j thing ye kin do fer a plum fool, so j long a3 ,the law won't let ye kill him." i "I'm really sorry that you got mixed j up in this, Buck," said Hampton, ; "for it look3 to me about nine chances I out of ten against either of us getting I away from here unhurt." j "Oh, I don't know. It's bin my ex- ! perience thet there's allers chances if you only keep yer eyes skinned. If I ! tvp kin rmlv manae to hold 'em hark " - c till after dark we maybe might creep away through the bush to take a hand in this little game. Anyhow, it's up to us to play it out to the limit. Bless my eyes, if those lads ain't a-comin up right now!" (To be continued.) The small busJness in the one that most needs THE LAKE COUNTY TIMES advertising.

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t SPECIAL. OUR i i t any untrimmed straw shape. assortment of Milans, Leg up to $3.00, so at one price 48c any Ready-to-Wear Hat. We good selection of these Hats, For quick clearing marked these 19c FREE! THE CITIZENS' GERMAN NATIONAL BANK of Hammond. A comparative tntr nirnt of d?inlts dure our opeiilng- djiyi May 12. 1SMMI . . , .9 14.HNO.Ol es.nrs.i ! 3.3 12.05 J2S.07K.73 147.43a.73 162,13.34 172,7MtM 17S.4Sl.IMI 22rt,irr..4S 23,7S0.75 2l,f,J0.0i 272.714.no 303.2: i.a ! June 12, 11X10. July 12, 1!KMI. j Auicuat 11, 1006 i September 12, ItWHI. Ocfombfr 12, !!).. j Aovember 12, 1000 j December 12, lOOfl JiinnnrT 12. 11KI7 4 February 12, IHOT j Jl.-irch 12, 1007 j April 12, 1007 j May 11, 1007 iJune 12, 1907 335.433.2S ! No County, City or School Funds in . eluded In the nhovt. We ore the . yuDgrnt bnnk In Hammond. Our 0r2 birthday wan on .May S, 1007. , TIIKEE PEH CENT. PAIN ON SAVINGS AND TIME DEPOSITS. Give ua a trial mid be convinced of our fair treat incut. V. m, in in uni 1 1', i i r .'? --ji.- i--aa-- -fc. - RAILWAY TIME TABLE. P.oids ITmd. Chi. Lve. Ar. P.oads Chi. Ilmd. A.M. A.M. Erio. .12.45 1.35 Penn.. .5. 20 6.16 Penn. ..5.30 6.42 E. S 5.20x 6.21 Penn . ..6.00 6.53 E. S 6.05x 7.0J M. O...7.10X 7.5s! Erie...7.15x 8.10 E. S 7.2isI S.4i Penn. ..8.00x 8.58 Mon'n. .8. 30 9.19 Penn. ..8.50s 10.11 E. S 9.20 10.14 N. P. .10.35 11.25 Erie.. 10. 45 11.35 W'ab'h 11.00 11.4 Penn..ll.20x 12.5S ,r , P.M. P.M. Mon'n 12.00 12 5 E S... 11. 431 12.59 Penn.. .1.00s 2.18 M. C.l.lSx 1.54 Penn..2.10x 3,31 Erie... 2. 25 3. 2' N. P...2.30 3.25 Wab'h.3.00 3.4 Mon'n. .3. 05 3.55 M. C...3.15X 3.55 Erie. ..3.22 4.15x E S 3.50x 4.4$ Penn. ..4.15 5.33 L. a 4.12x1 5.2i Penn.. .4. 30 5.32 M. C... 6.25 7.1 E. S...5.17 6.32 Penn. ..5.40 6.42 Erie. ..5.15 6.15 L. S 5.50 6.4!? Penn..6.15x 7.17 Mon'n. .9. 00 9.59 N. P...9.15 10,0 Erie... 9.30 10.25 M. C. 10.00 10.47 Vab'hl0.30x 11.21 Mon'n ll.lOf 11.5 Per.n. .11.359 12.32 L. S... 11.35 12.25 M. C..11.55 12.4J x Dally except Surday. Daily f Daily except 3d" on dy. Su A.M. A.M. Erie. . .f.4 5x Hern. .S.5"x Mon'n..G.10 Er!.-. . .C.12 I S....6.03X V.'ah'h.tf.ie M. C...6.2U i). 4 2 6.4 5 7.10 7.12 7.12 7.15 7.10 7.2 5 7.3$ 7.40 7.30 Penn . ..6.1C I. S 6.21x1 X. P.... 6.40 M. C S.40 Perm. ..6.42 7.45 1 S 7.xl f.2 Erie. . .7.25 8.20 Penn...S.O0x Sj.uQ Erie... 9.05 10.05 E. S 8.4 9.4 5 Wab'h.9.34 10.22 Mon,n..S.3C 10.35 M. O. . .'J.55x 10.45 Erie.. 10. 00 10.58 E. S..10.14I 11.35 Penn..l0.1lR 11.10 Monn 11.11 12.00 M. C..11.5:ix 12.35 P.M. P.M. Penn..l2.38x 1.35 L. H...12.5 1.55 M. C...2.f6 2.55 Venn.. .2. 18s 3.15 Wab'h.3.03 Penn..3.3lx 4.30 Erie...3.50x 4.50 N. P...4.02 4.53 M. C. ..4.0Sx 4.50 Mon'n . .4.3:3 6.35 Erie... 5.13 .6.07 L. S... Mon'n . M. C. . Penn. . L. S... L. S.. E. S.. Penn . .4.4SxI 6.04 .5.02 5.55 .6.12x C.OO .5.32 6.30 .5.2x 6.27 .6.4iI 8.05 .6.32 7.33 7.00 x ff.00 M. C-.-7.05x Mon'n. .7.49x 7.55 8.40 N. P 8.16 9.15 Vab-h.8.40 9.20 M. C 9.13s 9 55 Erie. .11.20 12.10 L. S... 12.261 1.55 I Via Indiana Harbor