Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 170, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 November 1933 — Page 11

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BV LOU WEREMAR (Copyright, ! #33, by The Times) EDITORS NOTE: The narrative. “Black Hawk," a thrilling story of life in Indiana, is purely fiction and its leading characters exist only in the author's imagination. a a a S\ N'OPSIS When a m\sterloua menace confronts er: trai Indiana Robert Martyne wealthy Ii f.i.i: apolui man-about-towri. who lnr,• a major of ml.i'ary intel- .<■ ..--Igned by Washington to It. gate the cave Therp has beer a f ange r-xpl'tMon a* F - Harrison, The President of the Uni’d States has been threatened by some on who signs himse.f the Black Hawk, and whose sign Is a winged death's head Returning from Washington, Major Bob Martyne ha- lunch with Ava Breen. ■' '' Eirl w hom he love . byt who is betrothed by her father's wish to Lionel 8‘ George, wealthy scientist. Bob and Ava are approaching the pcstofTlce, where he ha- beer, assigned an office, when a bomb from an airplane strikes the building and practlcaiiy destroys the third storv. .The Black Hawk demands evacuation of Marion cooj-.tv declaring his forces v:. destrt.v Mi industry In the region If he ... not obeyed. He says the union *tt;r,n wli! he destroyed text At the ■ "i'ior. a Whisperer leaps from an incoming tram and attempt* to place a ' nPrim bomb on the tracks t 0 blow up the train and terminal. Nttrir.e If a powerful explosive invented bv he e ; otl Hawk The Whisperer, thwarted, nor: himself in front, of another train! and is ktiied. Bob an<* Lieutenant Qulnatinn. assigned to assist him. drop the bomb tn F.; . creek and then go to the Claypool Oo.t stinn l- murdered and in the shaft of an ax used to kill the officer. Bob finds a met sage Black Hawk warns that he Intends to blow central Indiana off the map St George proposes to Ava. Just then they arc interrupted bv a knock on the door. 0 0 8 CHAPTER EIGHT (Continued) Ava admitted Bob, whose face Showed his anxiety. ' You’re all right?” he exclaimed. “What happened?” "Dr. St. George came along just after I talked with you, and he must have frightened them away. There was somebody looking in the window—a horrible, leering face.” o*B T>OB examined the window, but nothing helpful. In the dirt, however, he found a print, and called Police Sergeant Brown and A1 Lynch, who had driven up fc'ith him, to examine it with him. It was a formless mark, indistinctly outlined in the loam of a flower bed. It had been made recently, and it was probably a footprint. "It looks as if he had something over his shoes.” Bob said; “wrapped in cloth, or something like that.” “Sneakers he might have had sneakers on. Anyway, we’ll make a composition cast of it and keep it for reference. You can't follow the tracks any distance on the grass.” Bob went back into the house. Ava said to him at once: “Bob, there’s something I want to say to you.” “Don't, Ava. I beg you,” St, George interjected. “I must. Bob, Lionel doesn’t want me to, but I am going to ask you to let me help you in what you are doing.” "You mean—Black Hawk?” "Yes. Father is mixed up in it some way, and I can't sit here at home wondering what is happening. I want to work with you.” "Do you know where your father is now?” "He’s at the public library, I think. He has found some clew or something there.” "The library!” St. George laughed sarcastically. “What a place to look.” Bob thought it over a moment. It would be good to have Ava with him. It would get her away from St. George. He mentally made The reservation, however, that he would see that Ava ran no risk. 0 8 8 “TMNE!” he said. “I was going JL 1 to ask you. and Dr. St. George, too. perhaps, later. It’s sort of patriotic service. Ava. and you would really have no right to refuse.” “All right, major,” she said, in business-like tones. “When do we start?" “Right now.” He turned to the officer who had taken Quinnstin’s

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place as his escort. “Sergeant Brown, will you assign a man to watch the Breen home? I want it guarded day and night. Miss Breen will be working with us and Black Hawk may get it into his insane mind to attack here.” Dr. St. George arose to leave. “I wouldn't be so sure,” he said, choosing each word carefully, “that Black Hawk is insane. careful, and don't underestimate him. Good morning.” 8 8 8 ON the way downtown Bob told Ava about the charade offered to the waht-ad columns of The Times. “Freedom’s Torch Leads the Way!" Bob repeated to her. “That’s your first assignment—tell me what that means. Our code experts have not been able to do it, yet.” “Is it really code?” Ava asked. “Probably only what we v'ould call, in private life, a ‘charade.’ It will mean something more than is on the surface to the people Black Hawk wants to read it—if it’s really from him. If you’ll wait in my car a few minutes, I’ll take you to the library. I want to warn your father in this thing. He may not realize how serious it is.” Bob slowed up the car, slightly puzzled, as they approached Fortyeighth street. Men were digging across the whole intersection and a man holding a red flag directed Bob to turn left into Forty-eighth street. He applied the brakes as another man holding a red flag signalled him to stop. "Let’s see what’s up, Ava,” said Bob. "This is queei;.” As they stepped out of the car, a cloud of smoke poured out of a manhole almost beside them. 0 8 8 AVA and Bob, choking, saw the workmen had donned gas masks —quickly, as if drilled precisely. Several of them surrounded them. Dazed, choking, Ava and Hob let the men lead them to the man-hole, scarcely aware of where they were going. There, at the point of a revolver, Bob was halted by a towering figure, a man wearing a mask. He pointed down the steps. “Down into the tunnel, if you value your lives,” he ordered, in a hoarse whisper. Ava clutched Bob’s arm, and the figure turned his revolver toward her. “Down there!” he repeated. They had no choice. With his arm around Ava, steadying her, Bob made his way down the iron steps. As soon as they were below the level of the pavement the metal door above them clanged shut. They were in darkness—captured by Black Hawk in the heart of Indianapolis! CHAPTER NINE THE air was clearer after the metal door clanged shut, but Bob and Ava were in absolute darkness. "What—what’s happened?” Ava demanded breathlessly. “Where are we?” , “We’ve been tricked by Black Hawk.” Bob replied shortly. “What a devilish plot! A smoke-screen and tear gas. combined. Ava, were fighting an infernally daring enemy.” “You mean we’ve been put down here by the Phantom? I can’t believe it.” “Did you see that revolver? What else could it mean? What else could this whole episode mean?” “And all those men—they’re all in the pay of Black Hawk?” “Probably not. They probably never even knew Tvhat was happening, and just obeyed like sheep when the big fellow ordered them about after the gas spread. He was a whisperer!” Bob struck a match. All they could see was rough stone wall, damp and forbidding. The air was heavy, as if they were in a vault that had been unopened in years. (To Be Continued)

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