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BEGIN HERE TODAY Monica Viney. beautirui widow, live.. with her brother. Capt. John Hewitt, commissioner oi police at Jesseltnn. British North Borneo. Peter Pennington is hired by the government to apprehend Chai-Hung, leader of The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits. Lien-Yin, termer agent of Chai-Hung. comes to Captain Hewitt with a great bronze jar which he declares contains the ashes of ChaiHung. Hewitt doubts the report of Chai-Hung's death. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY E PLACED the jar carefully on a corner of the desk. i__l “I’m sorry. Jack,” she said wearily. “I didn't want to disturb you, but the sheer loneliness of the place is getting on my nerves. I just had to come in,’ She slipped into - the chair he had pushed forward, and the kitten, freeing itself with an effort, began chasing a giant cockroach across the floor. "You’ve got a touch of fever,” suggested Hewitt sympathetically. “Better take a stiff dose of quinine—and turn In.” She smiled faintly. “I don’t think it’s fever. It’s this awful uncertainty. I’m worried about —Mr. Pennington. He’s been on the island too long. The natives must be getting to know him. I haven't slept for nights. I’ve been picturing him wandering through the jungle on this wild-goose-chase for that creature a tomb, with the followers of Chai-Hung on his track.” The commissioner perched himself on the table. "He’ll come back all right,” he declared, aware all the time of a certain unaccountable huskiness In his throat. “Pennington always does.” Her gaze traveled to the bronze jar. “Is that the thing?” she demanded dully. Hewitt nodded. She left her chair and crept forward, half-heartedly, her hands outstretched in front of her. Presently she stood before the jar, looking wistfully down at it.

B=l^s THE BRONZE JAR LAY OPEN “And to think—that everything depends on that! —everything, at least, that matters'” The Commissioner jerked up his ?ead and stared hard at the wall in front of him. He did not want to discover how Monica knew, but the very fact that she did know atartled him. In the silence that followed, he caught the measured tread of the sentry on duty outside, the insistent hum of nocturnal insects, the pattering of the absurd kitten across the boards. On a tray by the bookshelf there reposed a decanter and glasses. He went over to it and poured out a stiff tot. She took it unquestionably, making a wry lace as the spirit burnt her throat. “Bo—Pennington does matter?” he said quietly. The warm blood mounted to her cheeks. “Os course.” "I’m glad of that.” He was pacing the glass back on the tray when he realized that his sister had followed him across the room. “Must we keep that wretched jar here? Can’t you just look in—to make sure—and send it back to them again?” He shook his head and lnughed to dispel a certain uncomfortable inward feeling that Monica’s present mood inspired. “That’s the devil of It,” he told her. “I can’t find out how It works.” She surveyed him for some moments, her head on one side. “Why don’t you send for a blacksmith—or somebody—and force it open?"

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“I should scarcely like to do that. You see. It wouldn’t be policy to provoke any further unpleasantness by .deliberately committing sacrilege. Besides, it’s an uncommonly fine urn.” He looked down at his watch. "Time we go to bed. Lien-Yin s coming round in the morning—and then w'e shall know all about it.” She clutched at his sleeve. “Jack, I can’t sleep here with that things in the house. I’ve been feeding perfectly horrible ever since they brought It here. You call it nerves, I know, but I’ve seen things at the window—” “What sort of things?” “I can’t quite explain. Just vague, shadowy objects. That was what made me come to you. I could have sworn I heard them breathing, and onde—for a fraction of a second —two hands—like claws—rested on the sill. I should have gone made if I had stayed.” In spite of himself, the Commissioner glanced at the wide open aperture through which the cool night air filtered. His keen gaze fell upon nothing but the rectangular patch of blackness he had expected to see. He walked deliberately to it and tossed the end of his cigar into the garden. “There is nothing there, you see,” he declared. “I tall you what it is, Monica. You're worrying too much about young Pennington, and you want a holiday. If you take my advice, you’ll get married as soon as he comes back—and get him to take you for a long sea trip.” "Aren’t you looking rather far ahead?” said Monica demurely. “You forget—he hasn’t asked me yet!” The Commissioner tapped the bronze jar with his finger nail. "No, but he will as soon as I show him that. He was only waiting for proof that our enemy was dead.” She came slowly back toward the urn.

“Proof,” she dechoed in a voice so low that It was scarcely audible. “I wonder if this clumsy thing proves anything. For all we know—it may be empty.” “In which case.” smiled her brother, “there's nothing on earth to prevent us going to bed.” But Monica was not listening. She was passing her fingers over the metal surface. “I fancy that band has something to do with Mt —the band with the four little gold studs.” She held her thumb poised over the nearest of the four gold knobs. It hovered for a second —a bare halfinch from the metal, and then—a fom* plunged wildly through the open window, landed In a crouching attitude on the bare boards, and. extending a lean arm, thrust her bodily into a comer. The bronze jar toppled awkwardly and rolled to the floor, where the Siamese kitten fell upon It In a frenzy of delight. Hewitt wrenched open the drawer in which his automatic lay, and Monica, her eyes wide open with terror, leant helplessly against the wall, gazing into the scarred, swart face of a Chinaman. The intruder’s gTeasy coat wag* tom and weather-stained, his feet were swathed in sandals of plaited straw, and his features wore an expression that she did not altogether understand. “Put them up!” said the commissioner coldly, and the celestial, complying readily, bestowed on the astonished Hewitt a broad, boyish grin. “Don’t keep me like this for long,” came the familiar, measured drawl of Chinese Pennington. “I’ve got Lien-Yin trussed like a chicken outside, and I’m as hungry as a hunter!" The commissioner tossed his weapon back into the drawer in disgust. “Look here, old son,” he complained. “What the deuce d’you mean by giving us shocks like this?” The scarecrow produced a rubber pouch and began rolling himself a cigarette. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, Mrs. Viney, only I didn’t like to see you fiddling about with that jar.” “P wanted to see what was Inside.”

She had recovered from the surprise his sudden entry had given her. Her cheeks were flushed and the folds of the kimono at her bosom rose and fell iu tune with her quick breathing. Pennington ran his lower lip along the gummed edge of the paper and looked across at the Commissioner. “What did you suppose was inside?” He flung out the words like a challenge. “The ashes of our deeply-lamented friend—Chai-Hung.” The younger man surveyed him pityling. “The ashes of fiddlesticks! ChaiHung—of all men—starting out on anew line—and arranging to be cremated! Doesn’t sound very probable, does it? And yet I suppose even I might have been decieved by the delightfully plausible story—if they hadn't chosen me to be one of the bearers!” “Good Lord!” Hewitt passed a clammy hand over his forehead. Suddenly Monica uttered a little scream and pointed wildly to the floor. The Siamese kitten that had been playing with the bronze yrn was lying on its back, kicking spasmodically. The movements ceased abruptly and before the Commissioner could reach it, the wretched creature was dead. More amazing still, the bronze jar lay open, its gaping mouth, dark and hollow like a tunnel, displaying no sign of the remains had expected to see. “Poisoned!” said the Commissioner hoarsely. “Poor little devil-” "It was playing with the --gold stud,” declared the girl sorrowfully. “Mr, Pennington, don’t you think—?” "I do! I knew it before I came in. I've been hanging around here all evening, trying to give Lien-Yin the slip and prevent you both making fcols of yourselves.” He turned the jar with is foot and all three recoiled in horror. There fluttered out on to the floor a strip of pasteboard. By a freak of chance, it fell face-upperomst, showing seven black dots on a vivid yellow ground—the dread sign of the Yellow Seven! The commissioner was the first to move. jLook here, Pennington,” he shouted E“where’s this fellow Lien-Yin?” other nodded toward the door.

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“Your man’s got him —out there. D'you want to see him?” "I want to make certain he doesn’t get away.” He fumbled with something in the drawer again and made for veranda. Monica looked up at Pennington, and there were tears in her eyes. “I'm heart-broken about Peter,” she said softly, “but I’m awfully grateful to you for what you did.” “My dear Mrs. Viney,” protested Pennington, screwing up his eyes. “For the love of heaven call her ‘Monica’!” bawled the commissioner over his shoulder. He went out, slam , ming the door after him. “Island ‘X’,” the next episode ol this gripping series, will start in ou> next issue. Damages on Property Asked Replevin of property valued at $6,500 is asked in a suit filed in Federal Cdurt by Mrs. Elizabeth Rodenbeck, Santa Barbara, Cal., against Ransom Spencer, Ind. She asks damages of SB,OOO for detention of the property, consisting of stocks and bonds, in a second suit. The suits grew out of a divorce case, it is said. Man and Woman Missing W. R. Graham, sheriff of Blue Mound, 111., today requested Indianapolis police to search for Mrs. Louise Hartwig, 23, who left Blue Mound with her 2-year-old baby July 21. The sheriff also asked local police to search for Don Crow, 30, who disappeared Ally 19.

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Justice of Peace E. M. Brewer of Lebanon has performed 811 mar.riages. The first annual reunion of the Allenduff family will be held at Attica, Sunday, Aug. 12. Pastors of the Christian and Baptist Churches at Clinton traded pulpits for one night and were surprised at the big attendance. James L. Hamilton, crippled, for many years a newspaper agent at Staunton, was beheaded by a Pennsylvania switch engine. Hamilton was deaf, and It is said he failed to hear the signals. Soy bean growers of Jackson, Bartholomew and surrounding counties tire seriously considering substituting that crop In a large part for wheat. Lebanon is preparing to send a large delegation to the district meeting of the American Legion to be held at Noblesville, Aug. 19. to 26 has been announced as the dates for the Attica Chautauqua. Lebanon has taken definite steps in fire prevention. An ordinance prohibiting the use of wooden shingles or inflammable material on roofs goes into effect Aug. 5. The chllcu/sn of Bloomington are

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