Two Thieves

In a filling station at Land O'Lakes, Wis. one night last week, Harlen Pitts, the 20-year-old attendant, turned to serve two men who had ordered gasoline. Something hard crashed against the back of his skull. Next thing he knew he was kneeling at a bench in the garage next door. Dizzily he tried to get up, discovered he could not. Something was holding his hands. He lost consciousness again.

The two men and $160 from the station's till were gone when his mother found Harlen Pitts still kneeling, one of his hands clamped in a vise, the other held firmly to the bench by a large nail driven through the palm.

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