Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 76, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 August 1923 — Page 8

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This unusual series of stories deals with the exploits of “Chinese” Pennington, a detective sent out by his government to British North Borneo to run to earth The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits. t mAMES VARNEJTS bungalow W%.s a landmark. It stood on the summit of a hill at the foot of which the turbid Tembakut River—sweeping from some myster* ious point of origin in the Borneo hinterland —swerved abruptly and, leaving in its wake a muddy delta infested with crocodiles, continued its onward course to the sea. Varney knew that river and had charted it as accurately as it was possible to chart anything in the lesser-known regions of a perplexing Orient. He understood the habits and customs of the Dyak villagers whose dwelings clustered along the palm-girt.' banks. It was possibly for these reasons that a discriminating syndicate in London —that exploited the coconut from its outer husk to the oil that lurked beneath its hard exterior—had seen fit to entrust him with their interests.

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VARNEY HURRIED FORWARD.

Varney was 37. He was short, moreover, and stockily built, with a rugged, kindly countenance upon which the tropical sun had set its unmistakable sign and superscription. He had a dog—a shambling, friendly animal of unknown breed—an extensive library of faded, cloth-bound books, and a marked preference for Dutch tobacco. Varney—who despised all other forms of personal adornment —had from time to time soilcited the aid of the most skilled tatooer on the island—one Zara-Khan—and, excepting for a space the size of a dinner plate on his broad chest with a corresponding vacancy between his shoulders, his body was covered with the grim masterpieces of Zara-Khan. Before the cyclone came, Varney had been worrying over those two blank spaces. Zara-Khan, a tall, slim, browm-skinned scoundrel, with an ingratiating smile, a gaudy turban, and a suit of white ducks—had looked in on one of his periodical visits to Varney’s area. He had passed on to a neighboring rubber estate, hoping on the return journey to find his lucrative client less exercised in mind. Coming swiftly on the heels of a perfect tropic afternoon, the storm fiend had spread its cloak over the entire heavens. It seemed that nothing .short of a miracle could have spared Varney’s house; but, as luck would have it, the frenzy of the gale had merely lifted the sago-thatch until it stood on end, allowing the ensuing deluge to pour in; had deposited Varney’s dog in the river a couple of hundred yards away, and left half the crockery in the bungalow intact. The more sheltered buildings—offices, clerks’ quarters, store-houses, and the like, had crumpled like a ' pack of cards. Ghang—the dog—had crawled back to the veranda and crouched in a corner over a chunk of raw meat pillaged from s ruined store. Varney, returned from a preliminary investigation of damage, was greeting the imminent fall of darkness through a tumbler of amber fluid wherein countless silver bubbles scurried merrily upward. A half-dazed Chinese boy—bare to the waist—endeavored from a complete packet of matches to discover one that would serve to ignite the wick of the oil-lamp. Something sputtered feebly, then leapt into

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flame and the servant emitted a grunt of satisfaction. The Chinaman shuffled beyond the rays of the lamp; the dog growled with sudden fierceness and bounded toward the entrance, where the trader intercepted it skilfully—and, as if tossed by an unseen hand over the veranda-rail, a piece of pasteboard fluttered through the crowd of humming insects that encircled the lamp and came to rest on the sodden boards-almost at Varney’s feet. Varney raised his voice. “Chong-Hee! Come here! Go down and see wno’s prowling around outside.” He stooped and picked up the card. It was as long as his middle fingeV—a narrow, flexible thing with rounded corners. He turned it over curiously between his fingers—then started back in horrified amazement. “The Yellow Seven!” > A second later he was turning over a jumbled heap of moist documents, searching for the circular he had received only two days before from Capt. John Hewitt —Commissioner of Police at Jesselton —a kind of formal warning that this yellow seven was the sign employed by a powerful secret organization—and that its receipt signified a warning of death! He hooked forward a chair and, pouring himself out a generous helping from the square bottle, examined the document and the card in turn. Presently he folded the document carefully over the pasteboard and, thrusting both into a tunic pocket, leant back in his chair. It was fully ten minutes before Chong-Hee returned. He stood on the threshold, shivering like a man with the ague, and Varney beckoned him to approach. “I saw nobody, great tuan, but 1 heard the voice of a spirit.” The trader started. "The voice of a spirit?” he echoed. “Yah, tuan. It was a powerful spirit for its words rose above the wind m the trees and the flowing of the river.” “Ah!” The trader set his back firmly against the and stuck both hands into his pockets. “And the spirit said?” “I have come with a message for the white man who lives on the hill and who—up to a point—is good.” "Extremely kind of him, I’m sure! Go on!” "He spoke also of another white man, tuan, on© whom the natives have called ’He Who Sees in the Dark.’ who is evil and the spirit would seek to destroy. This is the message the spirit gave to me; tell the white lord that should he continue to live as he has lived—all will bo well; but should be receive this other white man into his house or seek to help him —all will be ill.” “I see,” said Varney. “In other words, your friend has a pretty good notion in his head that this white man intends coming here and hopes, if I agree to chase him back into the open, to have a prolonged opportunity of slitting his throat! Was that all?” "AIJ, tuan.” "Bi-la, Chong-Hee! You can clear out.” The dog growled again, then dashed into the night, barking. For reasons best known to himself, Varney did not attempt to stop He turned in order to gauge more easily what was going on outside —and Chong Hee waited fearfully. A quick step was audible along the path and the dog’s infuriated baying had turned into a joyous greeting. A tall, slim man took the, steps in a couple of strides and halted on the threshold, his solar topee set at a jaunty angle over eyes that might have belonged to a Celestial, had not the remainder of the newcomer's ap pearance been so obviously British. Varney hurried forward. "Pennington! Peter Pennington! Man alive, I'm mighty glad to sea you!’* Chong-Hee still, remained at the entrance to the passage-way. There was recognition written clearly in his half-closed eyes. "I saw your light—miles away,” laughed Chinese Pennington, "and made for it like a shot. It missed you then?” “By the merest stroke of luck. Beyond this, I haven’t a building intact. One of my clerk’s got his leg broken and a couple of coolies’ll have to be buried in the morning. Chong-Hee! Take Mr. Pennington's cane and hat and make it bath and dinner for two. Tahu?” Pennington’s glance lit upon the square bottle. “Next to your admirable self,” he admitted, “there’s nothing on earth I more wanted to see than that! I’ve had the devil’s own time—and the devil’s own luck.” "How’s that?” demanded the other, pushing forward a chair. / "I haven’t seen you >for months, Varney, so I expect you’re wondering what pai-ticular stunt is interesting me at present.” He lowered his voice. “I’m trying to tackle the toughest proposition it’s ever been my luck to strike. Hewitt’s got me chasing round after Chai-Hung and his Yellow Seven.” “Got your work cut out! Here’s luck!” "Cheerio! This afternoon—to get it off my chest —I was on the verge of bringing off the final coup. I’d had the Commissioner down to the fun. He got collared by the Chinks! Luckily I had wind of that almost as soon as It happened and laid my plans accordingly. After that everything went well. Daw’son was rounding up the bunch. I’d Chai-Hung in the district Officer’s bungalow, neatly trapped in the act of venting hts hatred of myself upon my fiancee— Mrs. Viney. He had brought a nastylooking reptile In a Chinese tea-pot an&, I knocked it into his lap, covering him at the same time with my automatic. Believe me or not. old son, but that confounded cyclone arrived just in time to spoil anything. It smashed Dawson’s place to matchwood. I had my hands full saving Mrs. Viney. It was an hour and a half before the Commissioner and Dawson joined us—and I, packed them all off to Jesselton before going back to the ruins. Three of my agents and myself turned the bungalow inddiMU&Uiyiyik

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of Dawson’s boy, but there wasn’£ a trace of our friend Chai-Hung—ex-cept his red umbrella and a battered metal tea-pot!” ‘‘Then you think he succeeded In getting clear?” (Continued in Our Next Issue.) MODERN WOODMEN ML HOLD PICNIC Twelve Marion County camps of the Modern Woodmen of America will hold their twenty-flrat annual picnic Sunday at Broad Ripple Park. Approximately 6,000 members and their families are expected to attend. Special athletic events have been planned for the day. The picnic is in charge of C. A. Osborn, district manager M. W. of A., Marion Camp: Waiter Lutz, Park Camp, and Joseph Heath, Capital City Camp. Those in charge: W. M. Sanders and Frank Faust, baseball; Charles W. Parr, horseshoe pitching: Harry Stumph, foot races; Ben J. Schlanger, Jr., clothespin content; Walter Michael, nail driving: Henry Halbing, hog-calling contest and greased pig chase: G. H. Jenkins, craft reading; Thomas Perkins, ballooft contest. Edward Gans, Walter Biddlecomb and C. W. Pelly wall have charge of

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Oommlttees have been named to work out plans for the Fourth Annual Fall Festival and Livestock Exposition To be held at Brazil late in September. Fifty-six stitches were needed to close the wounds of the 3-year-old daughter of Dwight Plank of Camden, when she was cut about the head and body in an automobile accident. A movement is on foot in Muncie to establish a first-class amusement park to be ready for use next summer. Citizens there are opposed to the so-called come-and-go type of carnival. Valparaiso University will celebrate its fiftieth anniversay at the commencement exercises Aug. 14. A large number of blue gills, bass and perch from the hatcheries have recently been placed in the Falls Park near Pendelton., * Officers of the American Legion post at Bloomington have planned a county rally of legionaires to be held there Aug. 17. The Budget of 1924 for Decatur County will keep the tax levy' the same as for this year. Commissioners have appropriated $75,462 for county expenses during the coming year. Prof. Lynn H. Harris, head of the English denaxtment for the oast three

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