Lincoln County leader., July 28, 1911, Image 3

SERIAL
STORY
PICTURES BY A. WEIL
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
(CopyrlKbt WW, Tb Uutibr iierrlll Co.)
SYNOPSIS.
"Mad" Dnn Maitland, on reaching his
New York bachelor club, mot an attrac
tive young woman at the door. Janitor
O'Hagan assured him no one bad been
within that day. Dan discovered a wom
an's finger prints in dust on his desk,
along with a letter from bis attorney.
Mail land dined with Bannerman, his at
torney. Dan set out for Greenfields, to
Bet his family Jewels. Maitland, on
reaching home, surprised lady In gray,
cracking the safe containing his gems.
She, apparently, took him for a well
known crook, Daniel Anisty. Half-hypnotized,
Maitland opened his safe, took
therefrom the Jewels, and gave them to
her, first forming a partnership In rrime.
The real Dan Anisty, sought by police of
the world, appeared. Maitland overcame
him. He and the Rlrl went to New York
In her auto. He had the Jewels. She
was to meet him that day. A "Mr.
Bnaith" introduced himself as ft detec
tive. To shield the girl In gray, Maitland,
about to show him the jewels, supposedly
lost, was felled by a blow from "Snalth's"
cane. The latter proved to be Anisty
himself and he secured the gems. Anisty,
who was Maitland's double, masqueraded
as the latter. The criminal kept Mait
land's engagement with the girl in gray,
lie gave her the gems. The girl in gray
visited Maitland's apartments during his
absence and returned gems. Maitland,
without cash, called up his home and
heard a woman's voice expostulating.
Anisty, disguised as Maitland, tried to
wring from her the location of the gems.
A crash was heard at the front door.
Maitland overwhelmed the crook, allow
ing him to escape to shield the young
woman. The girl In gray made her es
cape, jumping Into a cab. An instant
later, by working a ruse, Anisty was at
her side. He took her to Attorney Ban
nerman's office. There, by torture, he
tried In vain to wring from her the loca
tion of the goms. He left her a moment
and she 'phoned O'Hagan, only getting In
the words: "Tell Mr. Maitland under the
brass bowl," the hiding place In the hit
ter's rooms, when Anisty heard her
words. Bannerman also was revealed as
a crook. He and Anisty set out to secure
the gems and leave town. The girl was
still Imprisoned. Maitland finding the girl
gone, searched his rooms and unearthed
the Jewels under the brass bowl. He
struck Anlsty's trail In a big office build
ing. CHAPTER XV. Continued.
Maitland, yielding the Initiative to
the other's superior generalship, stood
Bentinel, revolver in hand, until the
detective returned, overheated and
sweating, from his tour, to report
"nothin doin'," with characteristic
brevity. He had the same report to
make oh both the twentieth and twenty-first
floors, where the same pro
cedure was observed; but as the latter
. was reached unexpected and very wel
come reinforcements were gained by
the arrival of a third car, containing
three patrolmen and one roundsman.
Yet numbers created delay; Hickey
was seized and compelled to pant ex
planations, to his supreme disgust.
And, suddenly Impatient beyond en
dsrance, Maitland left them and alone
sprang up the stairs.
That this was simple foolhardiness
may be granted without dispute. But
It must be borne in mind that he was
very young and ardent, very greatly
perturbed on behalf of an actor in
the tragedy in whom the police, to
their then knowledge, had no interest
whatsoever. And if In the heat of
chase he had for an instant forgotten
her, now he remembered; and at once
the capture of Anisty was relegated
to the status ofr a matter of secondary
Importance. The real matter at stake
was the safety of the girl whom
Anisty, by exercise of an Infernal In
genuity thnt passed Maitland's com
prehension, had managed to spirit Into
this place of death and darkness and
whispering halls. Where she might
be, In what degree of suffering and
danger1 these were the considerations
that sent hm In search of her without
a thought of personal peril, but with a
sick heart and overwhelmed with a
stifling sense of anxiety.
More active than the paunch-burdened
detective, he had sprinted down
and back through the hallway of the
twenty-second floor, without discover
ing anything, ere the police contingent
had reached an agreement and the
stairhead.
There remained two more floors, two
final flights. A little hopelessly he
swung up the first. And as he did so
the blackness above him was riven by
a tongue of fire, and a bullet, singing
past his head, flattened itself with a
vicious spat against the marble dado
of the walls. Instinctively he pulled
up, finger dosing upon the trigger of
his revolver; flash and report lot
lowed the motion, and a panel of
The I
BRASS
BOWL
ribbed glas3 In a door overhead was
splintered and fell In clashing frag
ments, all but drowning the sound of
feet in flight upon the upper staircase.
A clamor of caution, warning, en
couragement, and advice broke out
from the police below. But Maitland
hardly heard. Already he was again
in pursuit, taking the steps two at a
leap. With a hand:-upon the newel
post he swung round on the twenty
third floor, and hurled himself toward
the foot of the last flight. A crash
like a rifle-shot rang out above, and
for a second he fancied that Anisty
had fired again and with a heavier
weapon. But Immediately he realized
that the noise had been only the slam
ming of the door at the head of the
stairs the door whose glazed panel
loomed above him, shedding a diffused
light to guide his footsteps, Its opales
cent surface lettered with the name of
HENRY M. BANNERMAN,
Attorney & Counselor-at-Law,
the door or the office whose threshold
he had so often crossed t meet a
friend and adviser. It was with a
shock that he comprehended this, a
thrill of wonder.' He had all but for
gotten that Bannerman owned an of
fice In the building, in the rush, the
urge of this wild adventure. Strange
that Anisty should have chosen it for
the scene of his last stand strange,
and strangely fatal for the criminal!
For Maitland knew that from this
eyrie there was no means of escape,
other than by the stairs.
Well and good! Then they had the
man, and
The thought was flashing in his
mind, illumining the darkness of his
despair with the hope that he would
be able to force a word as to the girl's
whereabouts from the burglar ere the
police arrived: Maitland's foot was
on the upper step, when a scream of
mortal terror her voice! broke from
within. Half maddened, he threw him
self bodily against the door, twisting
the knob with frantic fingers that
slipped upon Its Immovable polished
surface.
The bolt had been shot, he was
barred out, and, with only the width of
a man's hand between them, the girl
was In deathly peril and terror.
A sob that was at the same time an
oath rose to his Hps. Baffled, helpless,
he fell back, tears of rage starting to
his eyes, her accents ringing In his
ears as terribly pitiful as the cry of a
lost and wandering soul.
"God!" he mumbled Incoherently,
and in desperation sent the pistol-butt
crashing against the glass. It was
tough, stubborn; the first blow scarce
ly flawed it. As he redoubled his ef
forts to shatter It, Hickey's hand shot
"Dearest," He Said Gently, "Please
Don't Run Away from Me Again."
over his shoulder to aid him. . . .
And with startling abruptness the
barrier seemed to dissolve before their
eyes, the glass falling Inward with
a shrill clatter.
Quaintly, with the effect of a pic
ture cast by a cinematograph In a
darkened auditorium, there leaped
upon Maitland's field of vision the pic
ture of Anisty standing at bay, face
drawn and tense, Hps curled back,
eyes lurid with defiance and despair.
He stood, poised upon the balls of
his feet, like a cat ready to spring,
In the doorway between the Inner and
outer offices. He raised his hand with
an Indescribably swift and vicious
gesture, and a flame seemed to blaze
out from his finger-tips.
At the same Instant Hickey's weapon
spat by Maitland's cheek; the young
man felt the hot furnace breath of it.
The burglar reeled as though from
a tremendous blow. His Inflamed fea
tures were suddenly whitened, and his
right arm dropped limply from the
shoulder, revolver falling from fingers
involuntarily relaxing.
Hickey covered him. "Surrender!",
he roared. And fired again. For
Anisty had gone to his knees, reach
ing for the revolver with his unin
jured arm.
The detective's second bullet winged
through the doorway, over Anlsty's
head, and bit through the outer win
fulfy suppressing every vestige of
eotion, "will you lend me a hand
here? Bring a chair, please, and a
glass of water."
The detective stumbled over his
feet and brought the chair at the risk
of his neck. Then he went away and
returned with the water. In the
meantime the girl, silently enough for
all that her eyes were speaking, with
Maitland's assistance arose and seated
herself.
"You will have to stay here a few
minutes," he told her, "until er "
"I understand," she told him In a
choking tone.
dow. ' As Anisty, with a tremendous
strain upon his failing powers, strug
gled to his feet, Maitland, catching the
murderous gleam in the man's eye,
pulled trigger. The burglar's answer
ing shot expended itself as harmlessly
as Maitland's. Both went wide of their
marks.
And of a sudden Hickey had drawn
the bolt, and the body of police be
hind forced Maitland pell-mell into the
room. As he recovered he saw Hickey
hurling himself at the criminal's throat
one second too late. True to his
pledge never to be taken alive, Anisty
had sent his last bullet crashing
through his own skull.
A cry, of horror and consternation
forced itself from Maitland's throat
The police halted, each where he
stood, transfixed. Anisty drew him
self up, with a trace of pride In his
pose; smiled horribly; put a hand
mechanically to his lips , . .
And died.
Hickey caught him as he fell, but
Maitland, unheeding, leaped over the
body that had in life resembled him
so fatally, and entered Bannerman's
private office.
The gray girl lay at length In a
corner of the room, shielded from ob
servation by one of the desks. Her
eyes were closed, her cheeks wore the
hue of death; the fair young head was
pillowed on one white and rounded
forearm, in an attitude of natural rest,
and the burnished hair, its heavy coils
slipping from their fastenings, tum
bled over her head and shoulders In
shimmering glory, like a splash of liv
ing flame.
With a low and bitter cry the young
bid dropped to his knees by her side.
Ii the outer office the police were as
sembled in excited conclave, blind to
all save the momentous fact of
Anlsty's last, supremely consistent act
For the time Maitland was utterly
alone with his great and aching lone
llness. After a little while timidly he
touched her hand. It lay upturned,
white slender fingers like exotic petals
curling in upon the rosy hollow of her
palm. And It was soft and warm.
He lifted it tenderly in both his
own, and so held It for a space, brood
ing, marveling at its perfection. And
inevitably he bent and touched It with
his Hps, as If their ardent contact
would warm It to sentience. . . .
The fingers tightened upon his own
slowly, surely; and in the blinding Joy
of that moment he was made con
sclous of the ineffable sweetness of
opeping, wondering eyes.
CHAPTER XVI.
Recessional.
"Hm, hrumm!" Thus Hickey, the
Inopportunely ubiquitous, lumbering
hastily in from the other office and
checking, in an extreme of embarrass
ment, in the middle of the floor.
Maitland glanced over his shoulder,
and, subduing a desire to flay the
man alive, released the girl's hand.
"I say, Hickey," he observed, care
Use Autos for
Supplanting the Elephant and Howdah
with Princes of India.
No preparations have now to be
made when the news of a tiger roam
ing in a Jungle Is brought. Petrol,
and not a howdah, is the thing to be
cared for. A few minutes' drive
brings the hunter and the tiger face
to face with each other.
News came In the other day of a
tiger roaming on the banks of the
Slndh near Uchar, a village some 14
miles from Datla City. The mahara
jah accordingly motored out to the
village with his staff on the thirteenth.
That day was devoted simply to ob
serving the movements of the tiger.
A goat was tied up and was duly slain
by the tiger, who, making for the
river bed and placing his prey on the
sand close to the water, entered the
cool pool and bathed and gamboled for
some time. Having thoroughly en
joyed himself, he came out, and after
feasting In the clear moonlight took
his way back to the jungle.
Next day the maharajah sat up for
the tiger. The beast returned to his
fetd, and had just caught the goat
by the right ear when the maharajah
fired, hitting the tiger in the head, the
first bullet proving fatal. The tiger
rolled over on the ground, with the
goat held fast In his Jaws.
Early In the morning the maharajah
returned In his motor car with the
dead tiger placed in the rear seat, tbo
goat still hanging in the tiger's mouth.
So fast was the grip that the goat did
not fall down, though the motor was
run at full speed. It was a very
I strange sight to see the slayer aad the
Hickey awkwardly handed her the
glass. She sipped mechanically.
I have a cab below," continued
Maitland. "And I'll try to arrange It
so that we can get out of the build
ing without having to force a way
through the crowd."
She thanked him with a glance.
"There's th' freight elevator," sug
gested Hickey, helpfully.
Thank you . -. . Is there any
thing I can do for you, anything you
wish?" continued Maitland to the girl,
standing between her and the detec
tive. She lifted her face to his and shook
her head, very gently. "No," she
breathed through trembling Hps. "You
you've been " But there was a
sob In her throat, and she hung her
head again.
"Not a word,"' ordered Maitland.
",SIt here for a few minutes, if you
can, drink the water and ah fix up
your hat, you know," (damn Hickey!
Why the devil did the fellow insist on
hanging round so!) "and I will go and
make arrangements."
"Th-thank you," whispered the small
voice shakily.
Maitland hesitated a moment, then
turned upon Hickey In sudden exas
peration. His manner was enough;
even the obtuse detective could not
Ignore it. Maitland had no need to
speak.
"I'm sorry, sir," he said, standing
his ground manfully but with a trace
more of respect In his manner than
had theretofore characterized It, "but
there's uh gentleman uh your fren'
Bannerman's outside 'nd wants tuh
speak tuh yeh." 1
"Tell him to"
"Excuse me. He says he's gottuh
Bee yeh. If yeh don't come out, he'll
come after yeh. I thought yeh 'd
ruther "
"That's kindly thought of," Mait
land relented. "I'll be there In a min
ute," he added, meaningly.
Hickey took an Impassive face to
the doorway, where, whether or not
with design, he stood precisely upon
the threshold, filling It with his burly
shoulders. Maitland bent again over
the girl, and took her hand.
"Dearest," he said, gently, "please
don't run away from me again."
Her eyes were brimming, and he
read his answer In them. Quickly It
was no time to harry her emotions
further; but bo much he had felt he
must say he brushed her hand with
his lips and joined Hickey. Thrust
ing the detective gently Into the outer
room, with a not unfriendly hand
upon his shoulder, Maitland closed the
door.
"Now, see here," he said quietly and
firmly, "you must help me arrange to
get this lady away without her becom
ing identified with the case. Hickey,
I'm In a position to say a good word
for you In the right place; she had
positively nothing to do with Anisty,"
(this, so far as he could tell, was as
black a lie as he had ever manufac
tured under the lash of necessity),
"and there's a wad in It for the boys
who help me out."
"Well. . . ." The detective shift
ed from one foot to the other, eying
him Intently. "I guess we can fix it
freight elevator 'nd side entrance.
Yeh have the cab wait in', 'nd "
"I'll go with the lady, you under
stand, and assume all responsibility.
You can come round at your con
venience and arrange the details with
me, at my rooms, since you will bu so
kind."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Tiger Hunting
slain driving and driven together and
the goat hanging In the Jaws of the
dead tiger. Calcutta Statesman.
The Lacks of Analogy.
- "Papa, what do they call a man who
plays a pipe?"
"A piper."
"And a man who plays a drum?"
"A drummer."
"And a man who plays a fife?"
"A fifer."
"Then Is a man who plays a lute
a looter?"
The Great Pacificator.
The uncle of Europe, who is also
the ruler of 400,000,000 of the human
race, has been the great pacificator of
our age.' lie, more than anyone, hna
helped to clear the world's sky. He
may even act as a bridge of true
friendliness between Fiance and Ger
many, the only nations that cannot
yet be quite friends without reserve.
Sheffield Daily Independent.
The Continent of Lemurla.
There was also supposed to be a
prehistoric continent that occupied
the greater portion of what Is now
the Indian ocean. Madagascar is said
to ba a remnnnt of it Sclater, an
Englishman, has called this continent
Lemurla, after monkey-like animals
said to have Inhabited it.
His Decisions Were All Accepted.
"Uncle Jim Hastings umpired the
game between the Stars and the
Comets." "What! Say, how did he
look when he got through?" "He
looked all tight Uncle Jim stands ilz
feet tw ""d weighs 240."
FOR THE BREAKFAST TABLE
Almond Bread Will Be Fourd an Ex
cedent Substitute for Time
Honored Coffee Cake.
Two and a half cuds of flour, ona
and a half cuds of sugar, two tea.
apoonfuls of baking powder, a quar
ter teaspoonrul of salt anu six well
beaten eggs should ha
soft dough. Add tt in a quarter of
a pound or sweet almonds, blanched
and washed, but not cut Lastly, work
in one and one-quarter glassful of
the best salad oil. ,. Knead the dough
faithfully. Do not have it too stiff.
riour tne kneading board well. Cut
the dough Into Dlccea about
as a medlum-elsed potato, and roll
inese on the board into lengths. These
shou) extend from one side of the
baking pan to the other. Flour not
grease th9 pan. Bake in a brl-':
oven to a light brown. As soon as
the pan is removed from the oven,
cut the strips Into two or Into four
Inch pieces. If this is not done at
once while the almonds arc soft, you
cannot cut the rolls neatly.
The recipe allows for five dozen
pieces of almond bread. You may
make half the quantity if you like.
The oil used as shortening is not
tasted at all In the bread. You may
keep it a long time without finding
it soggy or anything but crisp and
good.
AN AUTOMATIC COFFEE POT
Housewife Need Only Provide Mate
rial, Light the Lamp, and
Her Work Is Done.
This coffee pot. the invention of a
Parisian, Is absolutely automatic. The
ground coffee Is placed in the pot
with the required amount of water
and the wick of the alcohol lamp is
lighted. When the coffee Is sufficient
ly boiled it pours Itself into the
cups. The coffee is placed In a per
forated box In the lid of the pot A
tube runs from the coffee box to the
bottom of the pot, and the water, on
boiling, mounts this tube and circu
lates through the coffee. The liquid
then passes into another tube which
carries It to the cups. The alcohol
lamp Is automatically extinguished the
moment the coffee Is sufficiently
boiled. Popular Mechanics.
Boiling Time.
Potatoes, 30 minutes, unless small,
when rather less; cabbage and cauli
flower, 25 minutes; peas and aspara
gus, 20 to 25 minutes; carrots and
turnips, 45 minutes when young, 1
hour In winter; on ms, medium size,
one hour; beets, 1 hour In summer, 1
hour and 30 minutes or 2 hours (If
large) In winter; French beans, II
silt or Bliced slantwise a-rt thin, 23
minutes. If only snapped across, 40
minutes; broad beans, If very young,
30 minutes, old, 40 to 45 minutes. All
vegetables should i put in fast-boiling
water and quickly brought to the
boiling point again, not left to steep
In hot water before boiling, which
toughens them and destroys color and
flavor. This time-table will be found
useful If copied and fastened on the
kitchen wall. New York Press.
Sweet Muffins.
One-half cup of sugar, 1 dessert
spoon of butter, 2 eggs. Break eggs,
sugar and butter Into a dish and beat
with sugar and butter 1 cup flour, 1
cup of R. I. white meal, 3 teaspoons
of baking powder, good pinch of salt,
milk enough to make thick batter.
Drop Into gem pans and bake In quick
oven.
Quick Breakfast Muffins.
One pint sour milk, one-half tea
spoon soda, one tablespoon salt one
tablespoon sugar, flour enough to make
a medium batter; pour In buttered
muffin tins and bake 15 minutes In a
hot oven.
New Strawberry Shortcake.
Cut puff pastry In square or round
pieces, then bake. When cold spread
with sweetened, crushed strawberries,
then cover with another round ol
paste, spread strawberries on top.
French Bean Omelet.
Cut up two tablespoons of boiled
French beans and stir them Into four
well-beaten eggs; add two tablespoons
of (rated Parmesan cheese, salt and
pepper to taste; mix well, put Into an
omelet pan with two ounces of buttei
and try until done; serve very hot
Coffee Cake.
One cup of brown sugar, two eggs,
one-halt cup butter, creamed, halt cup
strong coffee lis cups flour with a lit
tle salt, half teaspoon soda and half
teaspoon ginger. Bake In a loat
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