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BEGIN HERE TODAY Capt. John Hewitt, commissioner of police at Jeseelton. British North Borneo. has a beautiful widowed sister. Monica Vinoy. She loves Peter Pennington. who is detailed by the government to apprehend Chai-Hung. leader of The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits. Pennington warns Hyde, a planter, and his daughter. Dora Bateson. agiypst the bandits. % NOW GO ON WITH the STORY ITY you couldn’t have thought all this out before,” he I—i grumbled. as the tobacco caught, his head came slowly round until his puzzled eyes fed upon those of his companion. "Why do you suppose they wanted to get us out of the way?” Chinese Pennington rose wearily. , "I don't knoW he admitted, “but I've a queer feeling in my bones that the sooner we’re back again—the better.” Hyde, glancing at his watch, was amazed to discover that it was close upon 1 o’clock. He turned to Pennington. ‘ There’s a shorter cut, if we bear to the right. We should strike the railway in under hats-an-hour.” Twenty yards from the boundary wire, a man on a pony almost rode them down. Both men stepped hastily from the track and the newcomer, pulling up abruptly, slid to the ground and confronted them. It was Piteson, hatless, his straw-col-ored ha'r standing on end. “Is tha you, Hyde?” he cried 1 trsely. * ’ "You car make yourself easy on that score, the manager assured him. , Pennington, an uncomfortable sensation passing down his spine, intervened. He dropped a heavy hand on to Bateson’s shoulder.
CHAI-HUNG POSITIVELY BEAMED.
The planter reached out for the reins of Bateson’s pony. “What's wrong?” he demanded. The assistant swallowed something in his throat. "It’s Dora. She’s disappeared!” "Disappeared!” It was Hyde who spoke. "But, man alivW—” A glance from Pennington checked furthet utterance. "When did she go out?” he said rolling a cigarette, his eyes fixed on Bateson all the while. "About ten. I was busy on the veranda with a couple of mandors, figuring out some work I wanted to get through tomorrow. I gathered that she was going to see you. She carried a small parcel in her hand and I remember expressing curiosity as to Its contents. She told me It was something you had asked for.” Penni n g t orr-s tarted. "Something I had asked for,” he echoed incredulously, and then his face dropped. "What was it like?” Bateson appeared to reflect. "It was only a small thing,” he said, "and I couldn’t see It very clearly. It looked to me like a fan.” Pennington caught Hyde’s arm and held It tightly. "Don’t jump at conclusions,” he whispered reassuringly, seeing that the other had gone deathly white. “Have you been to Hyde’s bungalow, Bateson?” “Yes. I’ve only just come from there. Theye was a watchman on duty outside. Dora had been there, had waited for about an hour—and had gone out on foot. That’s what I can’t make out. I found her, pony tethered where she had left it. The
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watchman did not think it his place to question her. The moon was well up when she left, and he was under the Impression she was looking for something she had lost. It’s a queer altogether,” he added helplessly. "The watchman told me she had both arms outstretched In front of her, and that she chose a path of her own between the trees.” "Yes,” broke in Hyde impatiently. "What then?” "I found a hurricane lamp and started off in the direction he indicated. At first her footsteps were pretty clearly marked, but after a hundred yards or so they petered out altogether. It seemed as if the earth had been freshly' raked over for an appreciable distance, and then I ran across other tracks which, when followed, only brought me back to the spot from which I’d started.” He shuddered involuntarily. "Pennington, what on earth does it all mean?” "It means that your wife has been kidnaped by the Yellow Seven and that there’s no sleep for any of us until we get her back. * You found nothing on the path, nothing that could be of assistance?” Bateson shook his head. Tie dived a hand into a side pocket and produced a crumpled mass of cane anl cloth. f “Nothing at all—except this. It was partly Imbedded in the soil and I clung to It In sheer desperation.” Bennington’s hand shot out and took It from him. He spread it out on the saddle of the assistant’s pony that stood quietly grazing. Hyde peered over his shoulder. “What is it?” he Inquired huskily. "I can’t answer you yet. I daren’t. It’s nothing—or everything. Strike a light one of you." “I can tell you what’s on It,” jerked out Bateson suddenly. “It’s a Japanese fan-v-the thing, I imagine, that Dora was bringing to you. There’s a photograph on It—or Island N. That’s all.” Pennington gave a wild cry. "Hyde,” he shouted, "muster every watchman you’ve got; send out an urgent S O S to your assistants. Don’t trust a soul that you have not the utmost confidence In or we’re lost. There’s a score of native fishermen at the water's edge. Commandeer their canoes and get across to the Island as soon as you can. Then take cover. As soon as you hear me fire, come. Is that quite clear?” "Perfectly. What about you? Hew are you going to get across?” '‘That’s my affair. But when you come, don’t look for Chinese Pennington. Search around for ‘He Who Sees in the Dark,’ the Chinaman v/ith the scarred face whom I think you have already met.” He grinned broadly—and was gone.
The oil lamp flared up suddenly and Dora Bateson, crouching in a corner of the hut, saw the ponderous form of Chai-Hung creeping through the narrow aperture. He rose presently to his feet and sat heavily upon a black-wood stool that was the only piece of furniture of ■wAich the hovel boasted. ... "Good evening, Mrs. Batesort.” he began in a grating voice. ‘You are wondering no doubt why I have brought you here, and what I am going to do with you?” "I’m not the least bit afraid of you, Mr. Chain-Hung.” retorted the girl steadily. She shifted into a more comfortable position on the rotting boards and, looking upward, caught a glimpse of a star-lit heaven through a spot in the roof where the steps had fallen away, Dora Bateson was afraid of shadows, but the substance held no terrors fer her; The harsh voice of the notorious bandit, the trick he had of contracting his pupils until they become like points of fire —inspired her with a certain inexplicable fear; but she was by no means afraid of ChaiHung himself. "How did you get me here?” she demanded presently. Chai-Hung smiled blandly. "It was exceedingly sim,e Mrs. Bateson. If you are able to remember anything, you will admit that you started out apparently of your own accord. That Is what we term —The Fan Trick.” Dora’s brow wrinkled. "The Fan Trick!” Her eyes sparkled with the light of sudden knowledge. "Then I’m on Island N!” she exclaimed. "Aren’t you a trifle unwise, Mr. Chai-Hung, in selecting a hiding place so near to the mainland?” Chai-Hung positively beamed. “Not in the least, my dear lac.y. Os all my enemies, there is only obe that I have any cause to fear. They call him ‘He Who Sees in the Dark,' but you would recognize him more readily under his real name—Chinese Pennington.’.’ He paused to observe :he effect of his words, but the girl controlled hgr features admirably. "Pennington hounded me from Jes selton and drove me, as he still persists In believing, into the backwoods. He succeeded In one respect.. He made it necessary for me to resort to strange expedients to obtain money. That is precisely why you are hare to night, Mrs. Bateson." He gazed at her through half-closed “I shall send a messenger to your husband —for money,” rasped ChaiHung between his teeth. “If the mes senger does not return, I shall send anothef and still another —for messengers are cheap find the lips of the Yellow Seven are sealed. I shall ask for SIO,OO0 —one for each pf your beautiful fingers. But, with each further messenger I shall send a linger—” The girl had risen -to her feet, her eyes blazing with fury. “You—devil!” The great Chai-Hung backed toward the opening, bowing as he did so. “Id not anticipate that you will have ttrundergo the painful process of amputation very often, Mrs. Bateson," he continued smoothly. Almost beside herself, she caught the black-wood stool from the floor swung It aloft, but, before she i could send It crashing Into the leering face that mocked at her, she saw the form of a second Chinaman I wriggle noiselessly through the aperture. The newcomer had a livid scar running the length of one cheek. He wore a blue jacket with voluminous, tattered sleevfls and, as the girl stood petrified, her eyes wide open like saucers, she could have sworn that the stranger winked, at her. "Good night. Mrs. Bateson,” Chai-
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Hung was saying. “I am going to' dispatch my first messenger.” And then an arm like a steel wire encircled his neck apd he fell to the floor with a thud. It/ seemed an eternity before Chinese Pennington fixed one knee firmly on the bandit's throat and, groping in his rags, fired deliberately at the little patch in the roof where the sago-leaves had been "torn away. “China Tea,” the next episode of thia gripping series, will start in our next issue. , JUNIORS TO HEAR JUDGE James A. Collins of Criminal Court to Talk to J. C. of C, Judge James A. Collin j of Criminal Court will address the Junior Chamber of Commerce at 8 p. m. Monday at their monthly meeting at the Chamber of Commerce. He will speak on the “Naturalization of Foreigners.” Plans for anew membership drive for members of the organization will be announced by Fred Killen, president of the Junior chamber. NEW HEAD OF v EAGLES By Time* Special NOBESVILLE, Ind., Aug. 4.—Judge a. E. Cloe of this city Is the new president of the Indiana Eagles. He was recently elected at a convention at Michigan City. ‘ Judge Cloe is a member of the law firm of Gentry, Cioe & Campbell and served one term as judge of the Hamilton Circuit Court.
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THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY
Petersburg taxpayers are demanding a filtration plant. On account of the rapid increase in population there the present standpipe system is no longer adequate. Miss Marie Purvis, assistant librarian at the Tipton public library, is the author of a pageant written for the home-coming to be held In connection with the Tipton fair. The pageant deals with early Tipton history. Dean J. H. Skinner of*Purdue recently delivered a talk In which he said the for the farmer was brighter now than in any year since the war. Mrs. Martha Boys, 89, the oldest resident of Milroy, died recently. She lived in one township her entire life. \ Hartford City is planning a tennis tournament to which .teams from Huntington, Decatur, Muncie, Bluffton, Montpelier, Winchester-and Marion are to be Invited. The Lebanon Library loaned 65,606 books during the last year. This is an increase of 5,000 volumes over last year’s circulation. The county clerk of Kosciusko County Issued 724 fishing licenses to persons residing outside of that county. Nearly 500 went to persons from other States. The fiftieth annual old settlers’ re-
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union for early residents of Clay. Owen and Putnam Counties will be held ~at Bowling Green S§pt. 1. Congressman Everett Bland will speak. Articles of household goods and personal possession being seized by delinquent tax collectors in Shelby
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Dollings stock In Randolph County Is a widow who had $23,000 invested in the bankrupt company. MANY MS MAKE FOR JOYFUL DAYS F'airview Settlement Kiddies Grateful for Gifts, The with which hidies at the Fairvlew Settlement summer mission camp for sick children play with toys and other gifts sent to them and with which they listen to story-tellers, shows their gratitude. This additional list of donations to the camp was given out today: Mrs. Edward Franklin White, magazines and scissors: Miss Scott and Mrs. Anders, city librarians, books and qgrviees as story tellers; City Judge Delbert O. Wllmeth, badges; Miss Whitman, stories; Mrs. Beach, stories; Irvington Methodist Church, ?2.*25, sent “with love,” and Sunday school sendees; Mrs.. Alfred Henry, 4949 N. Illinois St., clothing and shoes. Mrs. David Kahn, 3034 N. Pennsylvania St., Jam and jelly; Miss Grace DeVere, 610 N. Liberty St., stories; Mrs. Barnaby, toys; Indiana News Company, books and tor*.
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Baptist Convention Closes By Times Special RUSHYILLE, Ind., Aug. 4.—The one hundred and first annual session of the Flat Rock Baptist Association, with twenty-eight churches in this section of the State represented, closed itr convention here Friday night.
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