Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 92, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 August 1923 — Page 8
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BEGIN HERE TODAY Captain John Hewitt is Commissioner of Police at Jesseiton. British North .Borneo. His beautiful sister. Monica Viney. is engaged to marry Peter Pennington. detective. Pennington is detailed by the government to apprehend Chai-Hung. leader of The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits. Pennington is assisted by his chief-of-staff. RabatPilai. who hates the bandits chief bitterly. Pennington heads an expedition to capture Chai-Hung. They move toward the bandit's latest hiding place. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Brought anything to sleep on?” “My boy is in sole possession of a tartan traveling-rug and a waterproof sheet. The rug is inside the waterproof sheet, so it’s bound to be dry.” “Well, that’s good enough, isn’t it?" Dawson sighed heavily. “It would be if I knew where the young idiot was. Unfortunately, we lost one another a decent while back and I* re a notion at the back of my head tie's made himself a bivouac somewhere out of the ground-sheet •nd Lt peacefully slumbering with :ny rug around his dirty shoulders.” Pennington surveyed the oth6r dubiously. “Suppose I’ll have to fix you up. ’Vhat nart d’you want to take in the : how i_~norrow? How does the first -forming party appeal to you?” “It doesn’t. I’ve put myself down ’.ready for the forlorn hope—when verything else has tailed, and I’ve uffleient confidence in you to refuse i believe in failure. How many of hese things am I supposed to take?” “Three’s a good number. Hello! : ere’s Clay.” Dawson nodded towards the opening. “Evening, Clay!” “Evening, Dawson! I say, Peni ington, didn’t you say the sign of the Yellow Seven was a warning of ■ lath?” “That’s right. Why?” “Well, when I left you I walked raight to where I’d left my fit. The -derly had fixed up the tent and Id out my bed. It’s a sleepin'-bag, know, and he’s never quite got the tang of it. I turned back the cover to see what he’d done —and there .vas this underneath.”
HE FOUND CLAY” STOOPING OVER A PROSTRATE FORM. He dropped on to the deal table a yqjlow Chinese playing-card with seven black dots on the upper surI’ennlhgton picked it up. “Good Lord! Have you tackled your man?” Clay shook his head. "That’s the devil of it. I can't find him anywhere.” Pennington strode to the opening "Dawson had better stop here," he jerked back over his shoulder. “Clay, you and I’ll embark upon a tour of Inspection. There’s a week point somewhere —and it’s up to us to find It” The district officer had drawn the blanket over his head until he resembled an Indian squaw. "I suppose I'm in full charge while you’re away and am at liberty to help myself to the bottle? While fully realizing the necessity for visiting outposts on the evq of battle, Penn will excuse me I know if I suggest you’ve both got the wind-up for nothing!” The man at the opening swung round on his heel. “How d’you make that out?” Dawson met his gaze without flinching. “You’re on the verge of tumbling into the neatest little trap our worthy
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antagonist has ever planned. Because Chai-Hung has succeeded in communicating with the outer world, it doesn’t imply that he had to find a flaw in the line to do so. You’re inordinately proud of your jungle telegraph. The Yellow Seven probablv employ a system that efficient. A friend beyond'the charmed circle is communicated with. He drops a card casually in the enemy’s camp—in a place where it can hardly fail to be noticed. Result—panic at G. H. Q., tons of mistrust everywhere and two otherwise sane British officers engaging in the pleasant occupation of traitor-hunting on the wettest night we’ve had for months!” “Come on. Clay!” shouted Pennington, whose irritability had taken him out of earshot. “Wait half a minute. I fancy Dawson’s on the right track. “Oh!—what is it?” “Just this,” murmured the D. O. “The dispatch from Hewitt was several hours late. You remember I remarked on it. The runner was one of Chai-Hung’s agents. He wormed his way up from the rear, using the message as his passport, slipped into Clay’s tent and came on to you after ward. The bandit is a pretty subtle beast, you know, and there’s nothing so good as getting your opponent rattled at the start." The tall man nooded approval and the hard lines vanished from Pennington’s forehad. “The runner from Hewitt! I never thought of that! We’ll interview Ra-bat-Pilai on our way round. I don’t like the idea of that feller wandering about with all that information with regard to our movements,” remarked Pennington. He’s in possession of a note signed by myself, into the bargain. Heaven only knows what use he intends to make of it.” The deluge had given way to a steady downpour as the two men passed Clay’s tent. The taller man. who was following close upon Pennington’s heels, stepped aside to avoid a stump and hit his foot against something soft and bulky. "I say, Pennington!— just a second.” The other stopped and came slowly back. He found Clay stooping over a prostrate form. “What’s the matter?” "I’m not quite sure. There’s a feller here—yes. by Jove, with a knife stuck In his back. Confound it, the moon's gone in! Got a light?” An electric flash-lamp threw' a narrow silver ray. Clay came to his feet. "Dawson was right,” he said quietly. “He was dead right." “Who is it?” “My orderly—that’s all!” • • • Dawson moved restlessly in his sleep, then sat bolt upright. A hurricane was blo-wing outside. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. I He was still In sole possession of ! Pennington’s tent. IJe consulted his 1 watch. It was on three. Suddenly—borne on the wings of i the wind—there wafted to his ears the sound of rapid firing, a babel of i discordant cries, an<fcsomething seared through the material above his head ! with a spiteful, significant zip. And j then—from somewhere close at hand—came the deep droning note of a Du- J sun gong. “Hell!” ejaculated the district officer—and began lacing up his boots with nervous haste. He raked out his tunic and mackintosh, felt to see that his automatic was there, and plunged for the open. *The night was alive with shadowy, flitting forms, with blazing torches, the incessant rattle of musketry. And still the deep-throated gong sent its warning message into the darkness. He splashed his way through the trees, lit upon a bunch of bare-footed native soldiers that appeared to be taking no useful part in the afTray, and led them in breathless haste toward the spot from which the alarm seemed to originate. “Get down—all’ of you.” he shouted —and fell on his hands almost on top of Clay, whose long ears trailed from behind a rock and -whose cheek was pressed against a rifle-stock. “That you, Dawson? Pennington's round on the far side at th§ only other possible point for them to break through.” Clay’s rifle spoke. “That was a beauty. Daw-son. We’ve been at it for about an hour. The enemy achieved a minor success at the outset. Caught our rear defenses* nappin’ and a dozen or so carryin’ something on a pole, man aged to squirm their way through am join the main body. The Yellov. Seven opened up to cover their ap proach—and we decided to attack.’ He fired again. “We're advancin' gradually all along the line. I’ve promised to take the slope at the poin; of the bayonet before dawn.” He shouted to someone behind and a rifle was pushed against Dawson’s elbow. His eye fell at the same mo ment upon a pile of clips at Clay’s side. He thrust one into the maga ine. ~*~~ “Chai-Hung’s still up there, I sup pose?” “As far as I’m aware nobody’s bro ken-out. I can’t for the life of me imagine what it was they smuggled in. It was evidently something important, because they weren’t inclined to save rounds to secure its safety.” He glanced behind him. “Your fel lers should be pretty fresh by how. I fancy I’ll try a sortie with my own chaps—and you can follow with thee second wave, mopping up everything we've left behind.” “I’ll tpss you for it,” suggested Dawson. “Be hanged to you!” laughed the other. “I’m in command here and I’m going to handle the first attack.” He blew a shrill blast on his whistle and, before Dawson could realize what was happening. Clay was gone with thirty odd shadows flitting after him. Dawson waited fully five minutes by his wrist-watch, then, crawling back, mustered his men. “Fix bayonets. Not a sound until I tell you. Spread out in skirmishing Order and don’t lose your heads!” 1 Really fat people are often capable astonishing feata! Dawson scaled
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ATTEMPT MADE TO SHOOT FOSTER Gunmen Fire at Labor Leader in Meeting, Hu United Press CHICAGO, Aug. 28.—An attempt to assassinate William Z. Foster, liberal labor leader, and a near panic that resulted among 3,000 men and women were blamed on labor-war gunmen by police today. Three men entered Carmen’s Hall, where Foster was addressing a meeting called to protest expulsion of seven members of the Women’s Garment Makers Union, and fired three shots at him. They then disappeared on a fire escape. The bullets, coming as a climax to I other disturbances, whizzed about the head of the labor leader of the 1919 steel strike. The audience of which half were women, leaped to its feet, shouting and crowding toward a weak stairway. Foster quelled the riot with an impassioned speech, declaring: “It was me they were shooting at. They were gunmen paid by the interests.” He finished his talk. At the start of the meeting, held under auspices of the Trades Union Educational League, several men about the hall heckled Foster.
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