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• he creature died when Ahmad D.i
waa born—and It la true that Ahmad
has the most remarkable, natural, cat
Ilk) Kruce of any man I ever aaw Of
coiirae he Juat pretended the rest hla
propensities toward creeping around
on hia hands and knees. It all lent
toward the effect. He’s a mystic, I
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IJJuslraiions by P^ULFREHHi
tell you— perhaps a believer In the
theory of reincarnation of souls, and
that dark, oriental mind of hla con-
celved an idea that I don’t think most
Anglo-Saxons would have thought of.
"He knew he couldn't kill the Hay
wards. That waa murder, and would
(Continued on f'age i)
Every Day is
Labor Day
Vilas Hayward suddenly snatched , —a patch which seemed to he moving tiger twice as much Ilesldes. you use the word guardedly, Long, and I
don't find tigers In Southern Florida. think It la true. I haven’t any doubt
open the drawer of the table. For And all at once It halted,
an ln«tnt his trended hands thrust
The Tiger of Routhley .Downs had R’« P'a,n to me, old Doc Long, that but that Routbley'a early life wouldn't
at Its Interior; then he whirled toward com« arwln The candlelight waa (p- T°u don’t know the history of Florida bear Investigation. Hut that doean’t
matter now. It'g a Joy, my boy, to
Ahmad.
effective and dim. yet It showed the *pry
•’Where’s my pistol?" he cried "It outline plain. Even then I tried • □
’’Evidently I don’t I don l r^mem come to the aid of one who haa com«
FOR YOUR CAR, MOTOR ANO BRAKES. GIVE
was tn the drawer.
tell myself II was some mental fallacy, b*r ’’*“<»“< «bout such a creature as to hla own aid. Routhley rose above
that other life.
THEM A HOLIDAY. HAVE US RELINE THE
"Perhaps one of the detectives bor a mirage or deluajpn that could not ,h l"
"1 think he escaped after a particu
possibly be true. I tried to say ¡t
“Waaaa •P"ak respectfully of him
rowed It for the hunt today—"
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* haTP >ei larly reckless crime. It wasn’t a crime
Again Vllaa flung Into hla chair. was the effect of light sod shadow; ,d ha’,e mulh
Again Ahmad went back to his dust- hut the 11« died before It name to rav him alive, but we'll need him for proof that benefited him financially, .he
In« Ills motion* armed to grow more thought. It wasn’t sny use to try to of that wild atory we have to tell the says; but yet the hue and cry that
sinuous, more silent And now I looked deny (he reality of the thing There coroner's Jury tomorrow afternoon If waa raised scared him from hla crimi
A utom otive Machinist«
In vain for the cloth. He termed to was the tawny hide, darkened, of you remember, there was a time when nal ways. A man waa shot, and Ihougn
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have dropped It.
| course, by the shadow, the low-hung Houthern Florida was still the home of there were extenuating circumstances,
"Does the sahib wish to go look head, the great Mark stripes. The de- ,h * Ja*uar" the greatest of American he certainly would have gone to pri
son for twenty years at least, accord
for Hahlb Routhley?" he asked. "If tails were obsrured; but my eyes felines."
I remembered that I .had heard ing to the way men were sentenced In
■5—
he does, I will be glad to go with didn’t need them to recognise the
those days. First he went to India
him —"
creature It seemed to be lying close something shout It.
"Most of them were exterminated and Africa, and made hla fortune Then
To me the words seemed charged to the floor, In the position a tiger
a
good
many years ago. You can still be came to America, as Andrew Las-
with some terrlhlA kind of passion takes Just before It springs.
And 'em In a few remote regions In aon. And all the time he lived in
The effect that they had on Vilas was
And I couldn’t say It» wasn't trne.
Routhern Texas. I supposed myself deadly fear that the long arm of the
not pleasant to see
The manhood It would not have been so convincing
that they were all gone here—even In British law would reach out for him.
seemed simply to go out of him. Ills If Vilas had not seen It, too. And I
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aueh a wild t»art
"Then the elder Rtrumburg found
ftps were loose, his eyes protruded, knew by the suppressed gasp of the , __ _
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I-ong, you see here what Is probably him out. He adopted the name of
shaking hands reached for the chair- great detective beside me that his
ER face was deathly white.
Torn between love and suspi
the last of the Florida Jaguars—a Roderick, and sent out Inquiries for
arms
pyp« were »1»« resting on the thing
Her heart seemed to stop cion, between hope and despair,
creature as heavy a« a leopard, and this Andrew I-asson. He offered a I
"No. you devil!" he cried, his voice ’ think that he started to whisper
beating as she stared in horrifie
between faith and disillusion
one of the strongest Jawed and shoul huge reward to be paid a year after I
rising "You won't get me out there. *“»*>« m essages of wonder
Hut I
unbelief at the letter clutched in her
ment, she searched her breaking heart
dered felines In the world.
we
found
him.
and
of
course
I-asson—
[
trembling hand. A letter to Dave, her
where you got my father."
didn't heur him
All 1 heard was
in a piteous attempt to learn what she
“And since you won't rest till I tell or Routhley as we call him now—waa
husband— from a strange w o m a n -
had done to deserve this crucifixion.
"Hahlb!"
Vilas’ scream.
you the rest of It, I might as well to pay the reward. He came here at
asking for money! O h, it couldn’t—
A il she bad loved and lived for seemed
"And I order you to get oe the floor.
Ha hacked up against the wall, hla
nuldn't be true!
to lay in crumbling ruins at her feet.
say that thia big cat was the base on 1 last, with his vicious son, and the
You’re not working now Oet up, or Angers at his throat There was no
God knew she loved Dave, no matter
And yet — who was this woman?
which Ahmnd and Routhley worked work of blackmail began. They told
what he had done. And yet—
I'll kill you where you lie!"
record left In my bruin of the sounds
V h y had »he written Dave this letter?
out their plot. They knew about this old Routhby—In the gray twilight of
Was there, after all, »ome romantic
Ahmnd Da« got up He rose very he made and the words he said Ah
You w ill want to read the outcome
Jaguar.
his days— what to expect In case he
episode in her husband's life that he
o f this powerful, heart-gripping story
softly to hl« full height
He tiptoed ,n,,d I*"" had returned, uat a« he had
had
kept
hidden
from
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"When Hayward and his son bore didn't come through with their de
t
from real life. Starting
acroaa the r<M»m. And he blew out promised, to get the answer to hl«
her? Surely there had
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the light on the little atand.
qumtlona. The transformation wns down upon them here—after tracing mands.
been some te rrib le
complete io the Oc
The «hndowe deepened. There was Complete—the tiger soul a last In Ita R’*“™
1 al* ”us " ay fronl England
October
mistake. Surely Dave
"They said they had proof that
tober issue o f True
Routhley
and
Ahmad
saw
a
chance
to
could
explain.
Story Magazine.
b ird o f Sham«
would put him back In rrlson. The
only one candle nows the one that ,,wn hody- And Vllaa was ready to
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om
ent
take advantage of this big. tawnv terror of his long years came back as
But that night,when
Tune in on the True
burned on the table. And I heard a answer,
—and after
she q u ie tly handed
Story Hour broadcast
creature in the swamp I suppose you never before, and he didn't have the
I ^Taa a D octor's W ife
soft, whispered sigh from Alexander.
"I’ll tell you Ahnrad,” he cried "I’t,
him (he letter, Dave
Because I C ouldn't
every Friday night over
know by now what the Hayward* strength and Judgment to light It any
Say " N o f
sat with bowed head,
"The mnn'« a devil." he breathed .n 1*H you all. I'm Strnmburg. Ju»t ts
WOR and the Colum
Disgraced
were.”
in
stony
silence—
his
b ia c h a in . C o n s u lt
longer. ’ Old age was upon him. He
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mv ear. "Vilas called him by the right you said, and a fugitive from Justlc->,
face
a
mask,
to
hide—
Ashamed o f H is W ife
Your Paper for Exact
.
"Blackmailers, of course," I an- gave way. again and again. And even
words."
too. And I haven't anything against
what?
j
,
Time.
— a n d several
today he wouldn't be free If It hadn’t
Then get up and save him," I an Routhley. Even my father couldn't "wprprt
other stories
teen for the real hero of Routhley
«wi red "Do you want to see Vilas have proved hia claim In a test, and I Alexan^er Ar,t,e<1
teeth.
You’ve taken plenty long to guess Do waa—his servant Ahmad Das.
murdered before our eyes?"
he’s dead Let me go. Ahmad! Don t
It, but you're right at last.
"Ahmad Is a mystic. Lang, you're
"Hush—and watch.”
raise your talons against me.”
We watched
A long time there
"Their real name is Rtrumburg. a doctor, and you don’t believe In pre
The wild flow of words died away.
was silence. Ahmad Das stood atlll Bnd for an Instant the form Io the They are crooks themselves.
The natal influence. You say It's all bunk.
beside the extinguished candle.
shadow halted Then It moved slowly elder Rtrumburg was a confederate Yet It Is true that Ahmad Das’s
A t A l l N e w s s ta n d s — o n l y 2 OC
mother was attacked by a tiger, tin t
forward again
In crime In Southley'a owu youth.
"What are you qolnq to do?"
"Do. sahib?” The answer came at . I tell you I’ll go away, and never
Inst, trembling with some unearthly return again W e never had any real
kind of passion “It Is not well Io bo proofs Ahmad! Let me go!”
And at that Instant I felt Alex-
Improvident with candles The detec
lives might need a brighter light when an,lp^" breath agulnat mv ear "You
they return to see what remain« here." heard, dldn t you. Long?" he whisper
ed
Vila« tried to meet the snaky eyea
"Yes—”
"What do you mean?" he whispered.
"Then
the work’s done."
"They will romo back aooo. nnd
I felt the «tlr as hla arm reached
want to talk to their guest. One of
th e ir g u e s ts la gone—you know wher- up to an electric switch on the wall.
Yesterday they bore him across the He pressed It. Unknown to me. the
water. You only remain, and you aro :
' ><1" 1 'l*h,]n* p,ant bad been re-
very dear to them. Hahlb Rtrumburg."
T 1. A ,be • r' nt chandeliers of
Vila* leaned forward "Rtrumburg’
2 , ’ ? ^ ""'h*d 0,1
on,p
How dare you call me that? Mv „ 7 "
' 'mpres.lon was bllndneas.
name’s H ayw ard-"
"" ,my 7 ’’" 7 <an,p "djusted to
in»»
g la re . I know iif liMiut
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Once Rlrunihurg - then R o d e ric k - . . .
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of the truth at last The form of the
then Hovward—what does It matter.
tiger had been most real and con
sahib? Names die when their henre'a
vincing at the edge of the dim and
die ’’
Ineffective candle light. Rut It waa
"Hut I’m not Rtrumburg I tell you
no more terrible than the counterfeit
I'm not—"
giraffes that the clowns parade In a
yon
"I will rem em b er, «abili that
circus ring, when the glare from the
aratn. and chandeliers came down. Before us,
make mo Stripped of all delusion. Ahmad Das
another answer."
i rested on Ills hands anil Teet on the
“I’ll never admit It.”
floor. He had held his body low, hla
"I will go from you
a minute. legs almost straight, to give the effec t
anhlh—Just a minute Into the darkness of length Over him. In a rather In
—and then I will return I will want genious way, was thrown a great
your answer then And there might tawny tiger akin. The four legs were
be other things for you to tell ma. fastened with some simple device to
too. when I come Into your presence h)g flnkleg an(, wr|g(g and |h<#
a moment from now You really had , head, filled out with some light sub-
no proofs that flhalb Routhley la want- stance, rested on hla.
ed In prison."
I leaped and ««lied Alexanders
all the time you need to take the food from the
"Bat I have), Yon can't scar« ma shooldera.
refrigerator, place it in the cold oven, end make the two
out of It "
"Good Heavens!" I yelled in hla ear.
"Both things you can answer when
siiAple adjustment« necessary for “ Flavor Zone” cooking.
“That's only part of it. That Insane
I return to the sahib's presence. It hoax couldn't have broken Hayward
And that’« all the time it takes for you to get a deliciou«,
will he Juat a little moment—”
neck!"
Vllaa half rose In hla seat, ordering
nourishing oven dinner this most modern way !
But Alexander wriggled out of my
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His silence spelled
H/y Guilt, and yet.
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the servant to relight the candle.
But grasp.
Ahmad didn't obey. Rather he faded.
"Of course It didn’t break Hay-
The shadows hid him. and darkness ward's neck," he said. "The real
closed round him.
’ murderer of Hayward slipped one over
Yet Jt wasn’t as If he had com J on uh —Improvised some business that
pletely gone. I knew that he was wasn't written In the play. I’ve got
wnltlng somewhere In the darkness the real murderer of Hayward, dead.
Just beyond—perhaps behind the cur- j flown In the boat.”
talna, pnalhlv In the hall. I didn't j Alexander Pierce spent moat of the !
hear nr see him
T slmnlv knew he f®«t of the evening answering ques- I
waa there, and In a moment more Rons. There -were more things t o '
would come bark Into the light for the dfd out than ever I thought 1 could
answer tn his questions A long mom- Possibly learn.
enf passed away. The house was i First he took us down to the boat
tense .and still. And once more I healde the water, and lifted the tar-
loo,ted at Vilas Hnywnrrt.
pnultn thnt covered the thing In the
He had his head turned over his bottom, A dead animal lay therein__
shoulder, and he wns watching 'wtr n creature large ns the largest hound,
fascinated horror something thnt np- yellow, with spots of black. It wns a
prnached him In the darkness.
f powerful nnlmnl, long-clawed nnd
couldn't sec what It waa at first. It whlte-fnnged; and my breath stopped
was fnrther away from me. But yet at the sight of It.
"A tiger?” I demanded.
I wns aware of the sense of some
"Tiger, nothing!" Alexander an
thing tporlng—something half crawl,
tng. half sliding toward the man tn the swered. "You ought to be enough ot
chair And then T snw an Irregular a naturalist to know thnt a tiger has
grnv patch of shadow thnt wna not H,r,ppH- 'fid» beast hns Hpots. He
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