THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
Madman's Island
, BY NARD JONES Copyright 1937 NEA Srvic., Inc
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CHAPTER Xin
T'HE "Mistral's" spedy power
tender cased along the shore
line. There were no green and
red light forward, no white light
at the stem. Only the creamy
wake and the sound of the motor
Indicated Its presence In the dark
ness.
Tom Forrest, at the wheel with
PrisciUa beside him, had cut down
the motor, wanting to keep their
search as quiet as possible. Al-
though It would be desirable for
Grant Harper and Kay to know
of the nearness of the speedboat,
there was every chance that the
unknown Island resident was with
them.
Mac, seated tense In the after
cockpit with Melita, could stand
it no longer. "This lsnt getting
us anywhere," he told his broth'
er. "There's not a sign of life on
shore. I move we use a light and
the whistle, and try to let Kay
and Grant know where we are.
Tom was silent moment "It's
bard to tell which Is the best
plan," he said. "PrisciUa, hand
me that flashlight from the side
pocket." He took it from her
trembling hands. It was in a
foot-long slender case, with
huge lens and powerful bulb. The
button clicked under his thumb
and a shaft of light shot clear to
shore, bringing into their vision
the trees and sand but no sign
of humanity.
Turn off the engine," Mae sug
gested. "And give the whistle a
try."
Tom obeyed. But there was
only the echo and re-echo of the
whistle to reward them. Dogged
ly, Tom drove the speedboat far
ther along and repeated the proc
's. Occasionally he bathed the
.shoreline with the flashlight's
.gleam.
'THEY had almost circled the
Island without success when
'Melita cried out: "See there!" She
pointed toward the wood. "There's
a light!"
Tom motioned for quiet while
they sat breathless in the gently
rolling speedboat Unmistakably
there was a nickering light ashore.
"It's someone with a flashlight,"
;Mac whispered. "He's walking
(with it, and the trees between us
land the light make that flickering
effect"
,"It must be Grant" Prlsdlla
aid. "Give him a signal."
j-"No," Mac advised. "Grant
jdidnt have a flashlight when I left
Dim. That's the man we're look
ling for, 10 to 1. And maybe Kay
land Grant are with him." He
started the motor at slow speed,
began "coasting" down the shore
line. "Well land a little farther
4ewn, and see if wa can follow
JJJat light"
-Carefully and quietly he nosed
Jhe speedboat into the sand. "You
juris stay here with the boat"
Irtm said. "Well leave you one
it the revolvers."
"But "
""Remember what happened to
3Se dinghy! The best thing is for
4u to stay aboard. Look hers
. the control lever is in re-
averse. If you have to get out of
etere. Just step on the starter,
rfhen Mac and I return we'll flash
Hie light three times so youll
mow who it is." He climbed over
Tile bow and onto the beach. "Can
you still see that light Mac?"
-"Yes, but it's getting fainter.
3ffe'd better start right now."
Melita and PrisciUa had no de
fre to stay with the speedboat
3&t they realized the wisdom of
guard for it recalling vividly
"the damaged dinghy which had
leen the start of all their pres
et troubles.
""Melita touched Mac's arm.
3f lease be careful."
"Don't worry ..." He smiled
Jflown at her.
A MOMENT later the two men
had disappeared in the dark'
ness, leaving a pair of tense young
women huddled in the speedboat
They could no longer see the flick
ering light which they had de
tected from the water, and the
very silence around them grew
frightening and oppressive.
How long they sat there, ready
at any instant to start the motor
of the boat Melita and PrisciUa
never really knew. It seemed
hours. Then suddenly they heard
a sound in the brush quite close
to the beach. For a second they
sat rigid. MeliU's foot crept to
ward the starter button and
then came the flash from Tom's
light . . . once . . . twice . . .
three times.
"What did you And?" Melita
cried as the Forrest brothers hur
ried down the beach.
They did not answer at once.
Shoving the speedboat out rom
the beach and climbing aboard,
they were strangely silent Tom
started up the motor, veered
around in the direction of tht
"Mistral."
"Tell us what happened!" Me
lita insisted.
"Precisely nothing," replied Mac
In a troubled voice. "That's jost
the devil of it We got quite close
to that blamed light Then sud
denly it disappeared, and wa
eouldnt see or hear a thing.
Finally we decided it would be
the better part of valor to get out
of there. We had a creepy feel
ing that the man with the light
had got on to us, and was watching."
"It wasnt added Tom For
rest "the pleasantest feeling I've
ever had."
"What do we do now?" asked
PrisciUa dejectedly.
"The only thing we can do Is
return to the yacht and wait un
til morning. Maybe in daylight
well have a chance to see what
this to all about" His Jaw set in
a grim line. "I know I'm going
to comb that island every foot
of it until I And out something."
1 1 'HERE was a moment's silence.
guess that's all we can do. But
now I I'm afraid of what we'll
find." Then she blurted out "Why
did we have to come to this aw
ful place, anyhow?"
"Few people 00." Mae Forrest
said. "If you were headed for
"Larramore Island you were far
off your course. This island here
was up for sale by the govern
ment years ago, but I dont think
anyone ever bought It It had a
bad name, as they say. I cant
think what happened here, but I
know Fve heard some sort of story
about it."
All four were quiet unto they
reached the sleek white side of
the "Mistral." Tom maneuvered
close while Mac helped the girls
aboard. "Go easy until I get the
lights on," the latter advised.
"Look!" Melita cried, pointing
to the deck. They stared st a trail
of water near the rail. In one
spot there was the unmistakable
imprint of a bare foot
Someone s been aboard, Tom
said in a low voice.
Cautiously they entered the
lighted cabin. On a table in the
center was a square of damp pa
per on which something was
scrawled with a wet pencil Tom
Forrest picked rt up as the others
crowded around to read the
ominous message.
"THERE IS NO CHANCE TO
BE OF ASSISTANCE TO YOUR
FRIENDS, AND TO SAVE YOUR
OWN LIVES YOU MUST LEAVE
THIS PLACE AT ONCE."
(To Be Contained)
Soundproof rooms, to help en
gineers detect and eliminate noise
m automobiles, hare been con
structed by the General Motors
company.
One of the principal factors In
recent victories of foreign cars on
American speedways Is the foreign
drivers' use of formula fuels In
stead of gasoline.
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