Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 78, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 August 1923 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Peter Pennington, detective, is engaged to marry Monica Viney, widowed Bister of Capt. John Hewitt, commissioner of police at Jesselton, British North Borneo. Pennington is detailed by the government to capture ChaiHung, leader of The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits. James Var‘ney. who lives at the head of the Tembakut River, receives a threatening message from The Yellow Seven. Varney's fad is having himself tattooed by Zara-Khan. skilled tattooer. NOW GO OX WITH THE STORY OME in here,” he shouted. Varney appeared, rubbing ■___l his eyes. He blinked wearily round the room, smiled faintly at Pennington and, his faculties returning to him, bent over Chong-Hee. “Dead;” “Quite:” “What on earth’s it all mean?” “I heard him creeping about—and helped him down the partition. He must have fallen on his own knife.” o'Good Lord! I heard nothing. Didn't the dog bark?” “You could hardly expect it to. It knew Chong-Hee.” The hound had crept into the room and was sniffing at the corpse suspiciously. “What.do you advise me to do?” isked Varney. “Take reasonable precautions—and don’t go about unarmed. You’ll be in need of anew servant. I’ll dig one out for you in the morning—one of my own men. You’ll And him perfectly reliable, though a trifle unsightly!” The trader produced a pipe from his dressing-gown and a small bag of Dutch tobacco. v “We'd better get ’out of this. It’ll be healthier on the veranda. What’s wrong with your man?” “Chai-Hung carved his face up a bit when they last encountered one-o-nother. He left him with one eye ind one ear —and his mouth's a deal -vider than It ought to be. But that rort of thing doesn't damp his ardor.” Varney shuddered involuntarily. “What is he?” “A half-caste of sorts. Calls himself Rabat-Pilai. Claims to have qualified in some remote quarter of the globe as an apothecary.”

SEVERED HIS PISTOLHAXD WITH ONE BLOW. “It’s mighty good of you.” “Not at all. By the bye, d’you mind leaving the obsequies of the late Chong-Hee to his successor? I want to give him rather an elaborate funeral. He doesn’t in the least deserve it, I’ll admit, but it’s just at this moment occurred to me that an -opportunity has arisen to enable me to practice a slight deception upon our friend Chai-Hung. You see, he once hoodwinked me much in the same manner. Got himself buried —and cremated, of ajl things! Sent me the ashes into the bargain! The Y>oison he inserted in the knob of the urn would have done credit to a Borgia.” Varney hooked down the lamp. “You want him to be buried as yourself?” “Precisely. Select a nice, comfy little spot under the palm trees —and -et one of your skilled, men to paint board with my name. You can rrow' Dawson’s bugler to blow’ the st Post, if jj;pu like. It’ll cheer r old Chai-Hung no end! Will a do it?” Certainly.” ~ ‘Good man; Now I’ll clear out so’s not to spoil the effect, and I fancy I can guarantee that Rabat-Pil&i and a few of my things to add to the

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realism of the affair will be with you inside an hour.” * * • “Zara-Khan,” said Varney, removing his singlet, “I’ve come to the conclusion you’d better finish the job while you’re here.” The man in the turban of red Rnd gold bowed. “Very good, sah. What you want me to do? An elephant with a tigress clinging to the trunk would be good.” “Ive got a tiger already,” said the trader, surveying his arm. “A leopard with spots,” suggested the prince of tattooers. “It would make a nice picture. I made one like that once for the Rajah ” He broke off suddenly. He was staring at the door which led from the veranda. Varney, following the direction of his gaze, saw the figure of an Oriental of enormous girth framed in the dd6rway. The newcomer wore a white tunic, buttoned up to the neck, across w-hich stretched the massive links of a gold chain. His legs w-erfe encased in baggy trousers of black silk that rustled in the breeze and the third finger of his left hand displayed a ring set with a large green stone. “I trust I am not intruding, gentlemen!” The trader observed him coldly. “Who are you?” he demanded, reaching at the same time for his tunic. “Chai-Hung,” said the other simply. Rabat-Pilai—who was in the act of entering by the opposite door—dropped th§ jug of w-ater he had been carrying and fled. "Chai-Hung?” “Most certainly! Why not, Mr. Varney. If you are still inclined to doubt my word, Mr. Zara-Khan will enlighten you.” Varney’s hand sw r ung round to the back, but before his fingers could close on the weapon he sought, he found himself looking down the barrel of Chai-Hung’s automatic. “Pray be seated—both of you. I was afraid you might be—a little nervous at my Unexpected arrival—and so took the precaution of bringing this!” He 'drew forward a chair and lowered himself into it. “I understand that you buried Mr. Pennington this momiwg. Avery lamentable affair! I was sorry not to be able to be present myself.” Varney moved restlessly. “I suppose I have to thank you for the loss of my dog,” he said. The Oriental patted the hand that held the pistol with the fingers of the other. “A double tragedy, if I may say so! I understand the dog is the friend of man—and you, poor fellow, have sustained the loss of two good friends at one and the same time.” , “You devil!” Chai-Hung blinked amiably. “Thank you, Mr. Varney. May I request Zara-Khan to continue with his work?” Varney choked. “Look here, or whatever your name is. I'm not in a mood to sit here and be ordered about by you. If you’ve come here to shoot me—carry on with it. If not, clear out—and be damned to you.” “My dear Mr. Varney,” protested the brigand with well-assumed surprise, "you will, I hope, do me the honor to remember that up to the present I have requested you to do nothing. My suggestion was merely that Zara-Khan should proceed with the work that my unfortunate entry interrupted. It was you who first mentioned shooting, and I believe I am right in saying that you were about to draw r on me when I came in. A distinctly unwise move ort your part, Mr. Varney, when one remembers that Chai-Hung never travels about alone. If I wanted to kill you, my friend, there are twenty others outside waiting to help me. You received a* message from me the other day?” The trader shrugged his shoulders. “A yellow r card fluttered on to the veranda, if that’s w'hat you mean.” An ugly light had crept into the Oriental’s eyes. As if by a given signal, two forms slid through the doorway behind Varney and secured his arms. Chai-Hung rose to his feet. “Zara-Khan,” he said hoarsely, “you will prepare your things and tattoo this Englishman. It will be a little out of your line, I must tell you, for you will not be paid for your w'ork —and the picture will not be 'quite the same!” The man In the turban had changed visibly from brown to gray and his teeth chattered. He stared from ChaiHung to Varney— m*jv roped securely to his chair and presently his horrorstricken eyes traveled back to the blue barrel. “I am waiting for you to begin, Zara-Khan.” And Zara-Khan turned, with shaken fingers, to his tray.

Chinese Pennington—summoned in hot haste by his henchmen —arrived at the foot of Varney’s steps, a bare hundred yards behind Rabat-Pilai. He took the flight at a bound and, pistol in hand, made headlong „for the trader’s living' room. As he flung open the door, a scene of utter chaos met his eyes. The door at* the far end of the room was wide open. Between this and where he stood a table had been overturned, from behiryd which trickled a steady, dark stream. The chimney of the swinging lamp was shattered and the atmosphere was thick with smoke and soot. One Window had been wrenched clean from its fastenings and the bookcase in the corner had fallen forward—arrested half-way by ft chair—and had tipped its contents into a jumbled heap. He pushed thb table back into place and recoiled in horror. A man in a turban of red and gold lay full on his face. Beneath him, lashed to a chair, lay a second form that kicked and rocked to and fro In impotent fury. Pennington lifted Zara-Khan to one side. “Varney!” “Oh, it’s me all right!” growled the other. “Your man arrived just in time to prevent Mr. Chai-Hung makiug. sire his knife settled both of us!

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For the love of Mike cut these confounded strings.” "Where’s Rabat-Pilai?” asked Pennington, opening his knife. For the first time Varney smiled. “Dashed good- man that! He got here before Chai-Hung could round on him—and severed his pistol-hand with one blow from t perfectlyghastly looking weapon.” "Severed Chai-Hung’s hand!” “The one with the ring on it. I suppose he’s off after him —trying to get the rest!” As Pennington stooped to cut the ropes his eye fell upon the trader’s bare chest. Tattooed In the space that Varney had summoned Zara-Khan t fill—was the grim sign of the Yellow Seven. "A Game of Chanee,’’ the next episode of this gripping will start in our next issue. FORMER SAILOR BEATEN Unknown Assailant Attacks Man on Street. “I have taken worse than this one and never squealed,” declared Guy Rambo, 225 E. Tenth St., today. Rambo, severely beaten, was found at New York St. and Massachusetts Ave., at 4 a. m. today by Leo Cecil, 341 Massachusetts Ave. Rambo told police four men in an automobile stopped. One got out and t hit Rambo several times and then the four drove away. He said he did not know any of the men.

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THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

The school board of Lafayette has signed a contract for the erection of anew school building in Highland Park. Work will begin at once. Kokomo housewives are aroused over insanitary conditions caused by. poor garbage, service. Some claim garbage has not been collecter for a month. The county commissioners and coun-, cilmen of Wayne County are expected to pass an appropriation ordinance for the establishment of a county tubercular hospital. The Clinton County fair will be held Aug. 21-24. A race program has been arranged. Bloomington has anothpr mystery In the form of a night prowler. He has accosted several student girls on the campus. Similar incidents occurred several months ago and the man was caught and sentenced to prison. A Columbus Retail Automobile Dealers' Association has been organized recently. > The eleventh annual convention of the Indiana Baptist Assembly was to op'-" at Franklin today. The assemt ’ut a week. Between 500 and 600 Methodjsts represented the fourteen Wajkie

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MINISTER’S WIFE DIES Mrs. Loueda Grisso Will Be Laid Rest in Laketon. Funeral services of Mrs. Loueda Grisso, 55, who died Friday at her home in Ben Davis, Ind., after many months’ illness, will be held at 9 a. m. Monday at the residence. Burial in Laketon, Ind., Monday afternoon. Mrs. Grisso was the wife of the Rev. M. V. Grisso, pastor of the Laketon Christian Church. The Grissos lived in Indianapolis until recently. Mrs Grisso was a member of Central Christian Church. She is survived by her husband, two sons, Ralph E. Grisso, Ben Davis, and Louis E. Grisso, Indianapolis; five sisters, Mrs. S. B. Grim, Hannibal, Mo.; Mrs. Will Butt, Macy, Ind.; Mrs. R. A. Smith and Mrs. Viola Hullng of Whiting* Ind., and Mrs. Tillie Deeds of Deedsville, Ind., and a brother, Ray Brown of Goodland, Wis. Automatic Stolen An automatic gun was missing today from the home of Milneita McFarland, colored, 1929 Boulevard PL The gun was valued at S2O she told the police. Employes Rewarded In recognition of the faithful service of tKe 130 employes of the Marott Shoe Shop, George J. Marott, owner, has ordered the store to be closed every Saturday night henceforth. Marott will leave New York, .Aug. 14, for a twf-month tour of Europe,

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Mrs. Frank Borst Sought The police today were attempting to locate Mrs. Frank Borst. A telegram from Mary McNulty, Syracuse; N. Y., stated, “Please locate MrsFrank Borst. Her mother, Mrs. John Kellet, is dead. Will be buried Monday thirteenth.”

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