INDIAN DRUM
William Mac H«ii<i and l'4wm Bahner
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTTR I.—Wealthy and highly
placed in the Chicago bualneas world,
Benjamin Corvel la something of a re
cluse mim I a mystery to In» associates.
Aflernatormy interview with hiaparu
ner, Henry Spearman. Uorvet seeks
Constance Sherrill, daughter of his
other business partner, luiwrvnre
Sherrill, and secures from her a prom
ise not to marry Spearman. _ He then
dirappeani. Sherrill learns Corvel hss
written tn a certain Alan (Jonrnd, In
Blue Rapids. Kan., and exhibited
strange agitation over the matter.
CHAPTER II.—Corvet’s letter sum
mons Conrvwl, a youth of unknown
parentage, to Chicago.
CHAPTER 111.—From a statement
of Sherrill it seems probable Conrad
is Corvel's illegitimate sun. Corvet
has flecded his house and its contents
to Alan.
CHAPTER IV.—Alan takes posses-
eion of his new home.
CHAPTER V.—That night Alan
discovers a man ransacking the desks
and iHireuu drawers in Corvel’s upurt
menu. The appearance of Alan trv-
atetvlously agitates the intruder, who
appears to think him a ghost and
raves of “the Miwaka." After a
Struggle the man escapes.
CHAPTER VI. Next day Alan
learns from Sherrill that Corvet has
denied his entire property to him. In
troduced to Spearman, Alan ia aatoun-
ed at the diacoven’ that he ia the
mm whom he had found in his bouse
the night before.
CHAITER VII.—Alan tells no one ,
of his strange encounter, but In n
private interview taxes Spearman
with the fact. Spearman laughs at
and defies him.
CHAPTER Vlll.—Corvst’s Indian
servant, Waasaquam, tells Alan he
believm his employer la demi. He also
tolls him the legend of the Indian
drum, which according to old super
stition beats once for every life lost
on the Giral Lake». Twenty years
before, the great freighter Miwaka
had gone down with 25 on board, but;
the Drum had sounded for only 24,1
leaving the inference that one person
had been saved, since it was general
belief that the drum never erred. Pur
suing a stranger who had made a dis
turbance at his house, Alan is slugged
and rendered unconscious.
CHAPTER IX.—Conrad recovers,
and the affair remains a mystery.
CHAITER XI.—From the docu
ment Alan thinks he may have a clew
to the mystery surrounding Corvet's
life and disappearance. He leaves
Chicago to visit ladle Michigan ports
in search of the person» whose nmnen
were on the list.
CHAITER X.—Alaa learns from
Waasaquam that it was Corvel's habit
to keep the sum of SI00 in the house,
apparently to meet the demands of a
certain "Luka," who appeared peri
odically. In the absence of Waaaa-
quam, “Luks’’ cornea to the house de
manding to see Corvet. He ia evi
dently in a dying condition, duo to
alcohol and exposure. Conrad tries
without avail to get him to explain his
connection with Corvel The man
dies.
Waasaquiam gives Conrad a
paper on which ia a list of namea.
CHAITER XII. — Constance re
ceives a package wrapped in a muf
fler which she recognises Corvet was
wearing on the day he went away. It
contains a few coins, a watch, and
woman’s wedding ring. She believes
them to have been the property of
Corvet, and accepts them as a proof
of his death. Spearman urges Con
stance to marry him. She consents,
but refuses his demand for an im
mediate ceremony.
CHAPTER XIII.—Inquiries show
that the watch in the package had
been the property of a Captain Staf
ford, commander of the Miwaka, who
had gone down with his ship.
CHAITER XIV.—Working on a lake
freighter, Alan becomes acquainted
with an elderly man known an “Jim
Burr,” who seems to be possessed of
Information which Alan believes would
only be known to Corvet.
CHAPTER XV. —Alan secures a
position on the freighter of which
“Burr” is wheelsman. He Is satisfied
he has found the man he believes to
be his father. “Burr,” at the wheel
of the freighter, apparently in de
mentia. refuses to obey orders to
change the vessel's course, and the
ship collides with a derelict In almost
sinking condition they atempt to reach
port. The loaded freight cars which
the vessel is carrying break lootte.
(Continued from last week.)
Aian faced the wind with mackinaw
buttoned about his throat; to make
certain hla hearing, hie ears were un
protected. They numbed frequently,
and he drew a hand out of the glove
to rub them. The windows to protect
the wheelsman had been dropped, aa
the enow had gathered on the glaaa;
and nt Intervals, as he glanced back,
he could see old Burr’s face ns he
switched on a dim light to look at the
compass. The strange placidity which
usually characterised the old man's
face had not returned to It since Alan
had spoken with him on the dock : Its
look was Intent and qilvcrty dru'vn.
Was old Burr beginning to remciul er
tlml he «as Benjamin Corvet? Alan
did not believe It could be that; agnln
and agnln ho had spoken Corvel's mime
to him without effect. Yet there must
have been times when. If he was actual
ly Corvet. he had remembered who he
«'aa. lie must have remembered that
when hr had written directions to some
one to send those things to Constance
Sherrill; or, a strange thought had
come to Alan, had he written those In
structions himself?
Thl» certainly
would account fur the package having
been mailed at Manitowoc and for
Alan's failure to find out by whom It
had been mailed. It would account,
too, fur the unknown handwriting,upon
the wrap|>er. If some one on the ferry
had addressed the package for the old
man.
What could have brought back that
moment ut recollection to Corvel Alan
wondered; the finding of the things
which he had sent? What might bring
another such moment? Would hts see
ing the Sherrill» again—or Kpearman—
act to restore him?
For half an hour Alan pace«! steadily
at the bow. The storm was Increasing
noticeably tn fierceness j the wind-
driven snowflakes had changed to hard
paltata olilrh like little biilb-ta, cut
and suing the face; and It was growing
cohler. From a cabin window came the
blue flash of the w I ret ess. which had
t>een silent after notifying the shore
stations of their. departure. It had
commenced agnln; this was uanaual.
Something stilt more unusual follow «1
at once; I lie direction of the gale
seemed slowly to shift, and with It
the wash of the water; Instead of the
wind and the waves coming from dead
ahead now, they moved to the |w>rt
beam. and Number 25. still pitching
with the thrust thisnigh the seas, also
began to roll. Thia meant, of course,
that the steamer had changed Re
course and was making almost dne
north. It seemed to Alan to force Its
engines faster; the deck vibrated more.
Alan had not heard the orders for rhls
change and could only speculate as to
what It might mean.
Ills relief came after a few minutes
more.
“Where are we heading?“ Alan
asked.
“Radio," the relief announced. “The
II. CX Richardson calling; she’s up by
the Manltoua."
, "What sort of trouble?"
"Hhe'a not In trouble; It's another
ship."
"What ahlpr
“No word as to that."
Alan, not delaying to qnestlon fur
ther, went back to the cabins.
These stretched aft. behind the
bridge, along the upper deck, some
score on each side of the ship; they
had accommodations for almost a hun
dred passengers; hut on thia crossing
only a faw were occupied. Alan had
noticed some half-doxen men—buxines«
men. no doubl forced to make the
crooning, and one of them, a Catholic
priest, returning probably to some mis
sion tn the noqth; he had seen no wom
en among them. A little group of
passengers were gathered now In the
door of or just outside the wireless
cabin, which was one of the row on the
starboard aide. Stewards stood with
them and the cabin maid; within, and
bending over the table with the radio
Instrument, was the operator with the
second officer beside him. The violet
spark was rasping, and the ojierator.
hla receivers at replied over hla ears,
strained to listen, lie got no reply,
evidently, and he struck Ills key agnln;
now. as he listened, he wrote slowly on
a pad.
“What la It?" Alan asked the officer.
"The Richardson heard four blasts
of a steam whistle about an hour agp
when she was opposite the Manltous.
She answered with the whistle and
turned toward the blasts. She couldn't
find any ship." The officer s reply was
Interrupted by some of the others.
•Then . . . that was a few minutes
ago . . . they heard the four long
agnln. . . . They’d tried to pick up
the other ship with radio before.
. . . Yes; we got that here. . . .
Tried agnln and got no answer. . . .
But they heard the blnatk for half au
hour. . . . They said they seemed
to be almost beside the ship once.
, , . But they didn't see anything.
Then the blasts stopped . . . sud
den, cut off abort in the middle as
though something happened.
She was blowing distress all right
. . . The Richardson's searching
again now. . . . Yes, she's search
Ing for boats."
“Anyone else answered?”
Alan
naked.
"Shore atatlona on both aldea."
T>o they know whnt ship It Is?"
“Nfi."
"What ship might be theve now?"
The officer" could not answer that
He had known where the Richardson
mnat be; he knew of no other likely
to be there at this season. The epray
from the wavee had frosen upon Alan;
lee gleamed end glinted from the rail
and from the dock. Alan's shoulder»
drew gp In a spasm. The Richardson
they wild, was looking for boats: bo«
lung cuuld men live In little boats ei-
poesd to that gale and cold?
lie turned back to the othere about
the radio cabin; the glow from within
showed him facee as gray as his; It
lighted a face on the opposite side of
the door—a face haggard with dread
ful fright. Old Burr Jerked about aa
Alan spoke to him and moved away
alone; Alan followed him and seised
hie arm.
"What's the matter?" Alan demand
ed, holdbig to him.
’The foar blasts I" the wheelsman
repeated. "They beard the four
blasts!” He Iterated It once more.
"Yea,” Alan urged. "Why not?"
“But where no ship ought to be; eo
they couldn't find the ship—they
couldn't find the ship I" Terror, of
awful abjectneas. camo over the old
man. He freed himself from Alan and
went forward.
Alan went aft to the car deck. The
roar and echoing tumult of the Ice
against the hull here drowned all oth
er sounds. The thirty-two freight
cars. In their four long lines. stood
wedged and chained and blocked In
place; they tipped and tilted, rolled
and swayed like the stanchions and
aides of the ship, fixed and secure.
Jacks on the steel deck under the
edges of the care, kept them from
rocking on their trucks Men paced
watchfully between the tracks, observ
ing the movement of the cars.
The
cars creaked and groaned, as they
worked a little this way and that; the
men sprang with »ledges and drove the
blocks light again or took an addi
tional turn upon the jacks.
Alan saw old Burr who, on hla way
to the wheelhouse, had halted to lis
ten. For several minutes the old men
stood motionless; he came on again
and stopped to listen.
"You hear 'em?" Burr's voice qua
vered In Alan's ear. “You hear 'em?"
"What?" asked Alan.
“The four blasts! You hear 'em
now? The four blasts!"
Burr was straining as he listened,
and Alan stood still too; no sound
came to him but the noise of the
storm. “No," he replied. "I don't
hear anythlug. Do you hear them
now?"
Burr stood beside him without mak
ing reply; the searchlight, which had
been pointed abeam, shot Its glare for
ward. and Alan could see Burr’s face
In the dancing refiectlon of the flare.
The man had never more plainly re-
The Man Had Never More Plainly Re
sembled the Picture Of Benjamin
Corvet.
sera bled the picture of Benjamin Cor
vel ; that which had been tn the pic
ture. that strange sensation of some
thing haunting him, was upon this
man's face, a thousand times Intensi
fied ; hut Instead of distorting the fea
tures away from all likeness to the
picture. It made It grotesquely Iden
tical.
And Burr was hearing something—
something distinct and terrifying; but
he seemed not surprised. but rather
satisfied that Alan had not heard. Ho
nodded his head at Alan's denial, and.
without reply to Alan's demand, he
stood listening. Homething bent him
forward; he straightened; again the
oometlilng came; again be straight
ened. Four times Alan counted the
motions. Burr was hearing again the
four long blasts of distress! But there
was no noise but the gale. "The four
blasts!" He recalled old Burr's terror
outside the radio cabin. The old man
was hearing blasts which were not
blown!
He moved on and took the wheel.
He whs a good wheelsman; the vessel
seemed to be steadier on her course
and, somehow, to steer easier when the
old man steered. Hla Illusions of hear
ing could do no harm. Alan consid
ered ; they were of concern only to
Burr and to him.
Alan fought to keep hie thought all
to hla duty; they muat be now very
nenrly at the position where the Rich
ardson last had heard the four long
blasts; senrchlng for a ship or for
boats, tn that snow, was almost hope
less With sight even along the search
light's beam shortened to a few hun
dred yards, only accident could bring
Number 25 up'for rescue, only chance
could carry the ship where the shouts
—or the blasts of distress If the wreck
still floated and bad steam—woffld be
heard.
They were meeting frequent and
heavy floes, ami Alan gave warning of
these by hails to the bridge; the bridge
answered and when possible the steam
er avoided the floes; when It could not
do thnt It cut through them. The wind
rowed Ice besting and crushing under
the bows took strange, distorted, glia
tenlng shapes. Now another such shape
It or not, rnn a riotous exultation. As |
be paced from side to aide and hailed
and answered halls from the bridge,
and while he strained for sight and
hearing through the gale owe|d enow,
the leaping pulse within repeated,
appeared before them; where the glare
dissipated to a bare glow In the swirl
ing snow, be saw a vague shadow. The
nan moving the searchlight failed to
see It, for bo swung the beam on. The
jhadow was so dim, so ghostly, that
Alan sought for It again before he
hailed; be could see nothing now, yet
he was surer, somehow, that bo bad
Been.
"Something dead ahead, sir!" be j
shouted hark to the bridge.
The bridge answered Hie hell ss the !
searchlight pointed forward again. A
gust carried the snow In a fierce flurry
which the light failed to pierce; from |
the flurry suddenly, silently, spur by .
spar, a shadow emerged— the shadow
of a ship, it was a steamer, Alan saw,
a long, low-lying old vessel without i
lights and without smoke from the fun |
nel slanting up just forward of tbe I
after deckhouse; It rolled In the trough I
of the sea. Tbe sides ami all the lower '
works gh-ained In ghostly pboaphores- '
cence. It was refraction of the search ;
light beam from the Ice sheathing all !
the ship, Alan's brain told him; but I
the sight of that soundless, shimmering '
ship materializing from behind the
screen of snow struck a tremor through |
him.
•■Ship!" he hulled. “Ahead! Dead !
ahead, sir! Ship!"
The shout of quick command» :
echoed to him from the bridge. Un- j
derfoot he could feel a new tumult of I
the deck; the engines, instantly I
stopped, were being set full speed as
tern.
But Numtier 25. Instead of i
sheering off to right or left to avoid the
collision, steered straight on.
The struggle of tbe engines against .
the momentum of the ferry told that ;
others had seen the gleaming ship, or. ■
at least, had heard the hall. The skip
tier's Instant decision had been to put
to starboard; he had bav led that to
the wheelsman, "Hard over!” But. ,
though the screws turned full astern ;
Numtier 25 steered straight on. The
flurry was blowing before the bow ■
agnln; back through tbe snow the Ice-
shrouded shimmer ahead retreated.
Alan leaped away and up to tbe wheel
house.
Men were struggling there—the skip
per. a mate, and old Burr, who had
held the wheel. He clung to It yet. aa J
one In a trance, fixed, staring ahead:
his arms, stiff, had l>een bolding Num
ber 25 to her course. The skipper
struck him and beat him away, while
the mate tugged at tbe wheel. Burr
was torn from the wheel now, and he
made no resistance to the skipper's
blows; but tbe skipper. In his frenzy,
struck him again and knocked him to
tbe deck.
Slowly, steadily. Number 25 was re
sponding to her helm. The bow point
ed away, and the beam of the ferry
came beside the beam of the silent
steamer; they were very dose now, eo
dose that the searchlight, which had
turned to keep on the other vessel,
shot shove Its shimmering deck and
lighted only the spars; and. as tbe wa
ter rose and fell between them, the
ships sucked closer^ Numl>er 25 shook
with an effort; It seemed opposing with
all the power of Its screws some force
fatally drawing it co—opposing with
the last resistance before giving way.
Then, as the water fell again, the ferry
seemed to slip and he drawn toward
the other vessel; they mounted, side
by side . . . crashed . . . recoiled
, . . crashed again. That second crash
threw all who had nothing to bold by.
fiat upon tbe deck; then Number 25
moved by; astern her now the silent
steamer vanished tn the snow.
Gongs boomed below; through the
new confusion and the cries of men.
orders began to become audible. Alan,
scrambling to bls knees, put sn arm
under old Burr, half raising hhn; the
form encircled by his arm struggled
up. The skipper, who had knocked
Burr sway from the wheel. Ignored him
now. The old man, dragging himself
up and holding to Alan, was staring
with terror at the enow screen behind
which the vessel had disappeared. His
lips moved.
“It was a ship I" he said; he seemed
speaking more tq himself thsn to Alan.
"Yes," Alan said. "It was a ship;
and you thought—"
“It wasn’t there 1" the wheelsman
cried. Tit’s—It’s been there all the
time alt. night, and Td—I'd steered
through tt ten times, twenty times,
every few minutes; and then—that j
time it was a ship!“
Alan's excitement grevf greater; he
seized the old man again. “You thought
It was tbe Miwaka!" Alan exclaimed.
"The Miwaka! And you tried to steer
through It again.”
"The Miwaka I" old Burr’s lips reit
erated the word. "Yes; yes—the Mi
waka !"
He struggled, writhing with some
agony not physical. Alan tried to hold
him, but now the old man was beside
himself with dismay. He broke away
and started aft. The captain's voice
recalled Alan to himself, as be was
about to follow, and he turned hack to
the wheel house.
The second officer, who had gone be
low to ascertain the damage done to
the ferry, .came up to report. Two of
the compartments, those which had
taken the crush of the collision, had
flooded Instantly; the bulkheads were
holding—enly leaking a little, the offi
cor declared. Water was coming Into
a third compartment, that at the stem;
the pumps were fighting this water.
The shock had sprung seams else
where; but If the after compartment
did not fill, the pumps might handle
the rest.
Alan was at the bow again on look
out' duty, ordered to listen and to look
for tbe little boats. He gave to that
duty all his conscMt.» attention; but
through his thought, whether he willed
I’ve found him! I’ve found him!”
Alan held no longer possibility of
doubt of old Burr’s tdent'ty with Ren-
jamln Corvet, since the old own hail
made plain to him that he was haunt
ed by the Miwaka. Nines that night
in the house on Astor street, when
Hpearmnu shouted u> Alan that name,
everything having to do with tbe se
cret of Benjamin Corvet’s life bad led.
eo far as Alan could follow It. to the
Miwaka; all ths change. which Sher
rill described but could not account
for, Alan had laid to that. Corvet
only could have been eo haunted by
that ghostly ship, and there had been
guilt of some awful sort In the old
man's cry. Alan had found the man
who had sent him away to Kansas
when he was a child, who had support
ed him there and then, at last, sent
for him; who had disappeared at hla
coming and left him ell his po s s e s
Mons and his heritage of disgrace, who
had paid blackmail to Luke, and who
had aent. last, Captain Stafford's
watch and the ring which came with
It—the wedding ring.
Alan pulled hie hand from hla glove
and felt In bls pocket for the little
bend of gold. What wouia that mean
to him now; what of that was he to
learn? And. as he thought of that.
Constance Nherrill came more Insist
ently before him. What was he to
learn for her. for his friend and Ben
jamin Corvet’s friend, whom he. Unde
Benny, bad warned not to care for
Henry Spearman, and then had gone
away to leave her to marry hint? For
fhe was to marry him, Alan had read.
More serious damage than flnit re
ported ! Tbe [innifiH certainly muat be
losing their fight with the water tn the
port compartment aft; for the bow
steadily was lifting, the stem sinking.
The starboard rail too was raised, end
the list hsd become eo sharp that wa
ter washed the deck shaft tbe fore
castle to port. And the ferry was
pointed straight Into the gale now;
long ago »he had ceased to circle and
steam slowly In search for boats; she
struggled with all her power against
tbe wind end the seas, a desperate In
sistence throbbing tn the thrusts of
tbe engines; for Number 25 wss flee
ing—fleeing for the western shore. She
dared not turn to the nearer eastern
shore to expose that shattered stem
to the sear
Four bells beat behind Alan; tt was
two o'clock. Relief should hsve come
long before; but no one came. He
was numbed now J ice from the spray-
crackled upon his clothing when he
moved, and It fell In flakes upon the
deck. The stark figure on tbe bridge
was that of the second officer; so tbe
thing which wss happening below—
the thing which was sending strange,
violent, wanton tremors through the
ship—was serious enough to call the
skipper below, to make him abandon
the bridge at this timet The tremors,
quite distinct from the steady tremble
of the engines and the thudding of the
pumps, came again. Alan, feeling
them, jerked up and stamped and beat
hla arma to regain sensation. Some
one stumbled toward h?m from tbe
cabins now, a short figure tn a great
coat. It was a woman, he saw as she
helled him—the cabin maid.
"rm taking your place!” she shouted
to Alan. “You’re wanted—every one's
wanted on the car deck! The cars—“
The gale and her fright stopped her
voice ss she struggled for speech.
“The cars—the cars »re loose!"
CHAPTER XVI
men st tempted It only In final extremi
ties. when th« ship must be lightened
at any coat Alan had never seen the
effect of such an attempt, but be had
heard of It as the fear which sal al
ways on th« hearts of the men who
navigate the ferries—the cars loose on
a rolling, lurching ship! He was going
to that now. Tbe car deck was a pitch
ing, swaying slope; the cars nearest
him were still upon their tracks, but
they tilted and swayed uglily from side
to side; the Jacks were gone from un
der them; the next cars already were
hurled from the rails, their wheels
screaming on the steel deck, clanging
and
thudding together In
their
couplings.
Alan ran aft between them. All ths
crew who could lie called from deck anC
engine room and flrebold were strug
gling at the fantail, under the direction
of the captain, to throw off the cars.
The mate was working as one of tbe
men. and with him was Benjamin Car-
vet. The crew already must have loo*
ened and thrown over the stem three
cars from the two tracks on the port
side; tor there was a space vacant;
and as a car charged Into that space
and tbe men threw themselves upon
It, Alan leaped with them.
It was a flat car laden with steel
beams At Corvet’s command, the crew
ranged themselves beside it with bans.
The tiow of the ferry rose to «ome
great wave and. with a cry to the men.
Corvet pulled the pin. The others
thrust with their bars, and the car slid
down tbe sloping track; and Corvet.
caught by some lashing of the beams,
came with It. Alan leaped upon It and.
catching Corvet. freed him end flung
him down to tbe deck, and dropped
with him. A cheer rose aa the car
cleared tbe lantail, dove and disap
peared.
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the clang and nimbi» of metal rose
shouts and roars of men.
To liberate and throw overboard
heavily loaded cars from an endan
gered ship was eo desperate aa under
taking and eo certain to cost life that
HOUSE'S RESTAURANT
G. Salmon
REAL ESTATE
Sales, Rentals, Trades
Pearl Owings
318 Platt Bldg.
Public Stenographer, Notary Public
Phone: Office, Atwater 3281.
Residence, East 8440.
9126 Woodstock Ave., Lenta.
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He Was a Man Less Iban Sixty
r
You worked hard
for your
MONEY
make it
—yet he had to be led into our
Optical department because his
vision had failed. A pair of
glasses properly fitted 20 years
ago would have saved this man’s
eyesight
—Are you doing all you should
for your eyes?
—Have your eyes examined to
day.
STAPLES-The Jeweler-"S?S,STS
266 MORRISON STREET, BETWEEN THIRD AND FOURTH
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WORK
CEMENT
BANK
GRAVEL
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Lents Station, Portland
LIMB
PLASTER
J ames A.C.T ait &C o
315 HAWTHORNE AVE.
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