Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 171, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 November 1933 — Page 17

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BY LOU WEDEMAB (Copyright. 2933. by The Time*) EDITOR S NOTE: The narrative. "Black Hawk,” a thrilling story of life in Indiana, is purely Action and its leading characters exist only in the author's imagination a a a SYNOPSIS Black Hank, whoM! sign is a Hinged head, demands et acuatlon of central Indiana. He has bombed tile postoKice Horn an airplane. He has 'hreatened the President He haa attcmpted in blow up union staMon and one of h... agents or Whisperers, kills hlmse.f v.her, thwarted Ronert Martvr.e Healthy Indianapolis major of Uv- milltar" ln'elllgence In the U fi. Army re&eni. has been assigned to the case He Is In love with Ava Breen. Ir.dianapoiU society girl, who la betrothed to Lionel Bt. Oeorge. Hea thy scientist, at her father s insistence. f lowing the attack on the terminal. Bob and Police Lieutenant Q'linnstln sp' : and •:.e night in ’he Claypool. Although 'he room Is securely locked, Q- in is killed bv a hatchet man. In a hollow of the hatchet handle is a message from. Black Ilpwk threatening to bow Indianapolis off the map utiiess every resident moves out. The Black Hawk indicates that he. too, lo- es Ava Breer. An air pa-rol Is formed to guard the citv. A personal ad appears m newspapers, saving. "Freedom's Torch Leads the Wav." Bob and Ava. on *helr way downtown, are kiouapcd. They are forced down a manhole and find themselves in a tunnel. a a a CHAPTER NINE (Continued) “Bob!” cried Ava. "Do you know where we art ?" "We’re in one of two places, Ava. Either we’re in an electric conduit, or in the old water tunnel.’’ "The old water tunnel?” “Few persons in Indianapolis know about it. Many years ago some people living here built a giant main to supply the whole downtown section with water directly from White river. The tunnel was used lor a while as a main, and finally carefully preserved as an emergency sewer. It hasn’t been used in years." a • * “ct'HEN we’re in the catacombs of A Indianapolis!" "It may not be fun before we’re through. This pipe system runs for miles, and branches in every direction. Black Hawk must have heard of it. and be using it for his own purposes." As he talked, Bob searched the floor of th“ cell in which they stood Suddenly he exclaimed: "A lantern! Ava, what a break!” It was an old oil lantern, such as has been little used aoove ground in the last ten years. But to Ava and Bob it was a find, indeed. The wick, after sputtering for a moment, burned with a bright yellow flame. "Don’t feel too encouraged though,” Bob warned. “I have a feeling the Phantom expected us to find that lantern, or it wouldn’t have been there.” With the lantern on his arm, Bob climbed the steps and tried the metal door. It fit so solidly not a spot of sunlight penetrated. He touched the metal, and drew his hand away with an exclamation. It was almost red hot. A tar stove, or some other equipment used in the street repair, had pr< bably been moved on to the door. “We'll have to find another way out." Bob said. But he wasn’t optimistic. Black Hawk hadn't tricked them into this tomb merely for the fun of it. He had arranged that they stay awhile —perhaps forever. Bob was gaining considerable respect for his opponent, if no great liking. a a a CHILDREN playing on Sixtythird street thought nothing of it when a group of men threw up a hastily constructed fence around a rusty manhole cover not far from the canal. As far as they knew, it was just another of the weird operations public utilities are always indulging in. They had no reason to guess that, out of the inclosed repair car that drew up, stepped Black Hawk—the man all Indianapolis was seeking.

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For that matter plenty of grownups had been unsuspecting witnesses— Frank Skinner, just coming down from Warfleigh, and Principal Von Ammerman, just leaving Broad Ripple high school. If Police Chief Morrissey had been told of the incident, however, he might have suspected something. He had given a great deal of thought to the problem. He had even gone so far as to have experts from Indiana university study the Phantom's letters—to no avail. The experts—from the English and psychology departments—were unable to find anything about the style of the letters that set the writer aside from thousands of other well-educated persons. "He may be an Indianapolis man, but if so, he has traveled widely," the English professor said. “He uses certain terms and forms of language that prove that.” "He is a megalomaniac—a man who believes he is the greatest person in the world,” said the psychologist. "He is unbalanced on the one subject—that of taking possession of central Indiana.” a a a -'T'HAT phrase—‘The spirit of the A dead still lives in me!' —I wonder what that means?” asked Morrissey. , The English professor smiled. "You know,” he said, "you ought to call in one of the greatest brains in Indianapolis—perhaps the greatest. He might be able to solve this thing in an hour!” "You mean Professor St. George?” "Yes.” "He has been helping Major Martyne.” "Well, if.these four notes mean what I think they mean, he is the man you ought to talk to.” The chief made a mental note to do so. a a a 808 and Ava decided to leave the cell in which they had found themselves and follow the tunnel toward the right. The traveling was difficult. Living things seemed to scamper up to them and then scamper away again. There were weird, squealing sounds —and the flapping of wings, as if an army of bats had somehow become imprisoned with them. Occasionally, during the first 500 feet, they came to narrow branches leading off in one direction or the other. Bob tried two or three ot them and always came up against a blank wall. There were other variations —places where there had been landslides of the retaining walls, and at these there were large holes made by rats or snakes. Ava shivered and drew closer to the man who loved her. "Why did he do this to us?” she asked. "He has some reason—at least in his own mind. Maybe he didn’t want us to find your father at the library.” The moment he said this he was sorry. "You don't mean—you don’t think father is in danger?” Ava gasped. NO. I don’t,” Bob lied. "He had an idea that Black Hawk must have studied science of explosives very thoroughly, and he thought there would be records at the library which might tell who had shown most interest in the subject recently. If someone had had all the books out, several times, and no else had, he would be worth looking up." "I understand," said Ava dully. “Father has stumbled on a clew, when every one else had failed. And we're kept from protecting him!” As they talked they stumbled on. The going was worse now, for the tunnel had dropped sharply, and roots of ropes caught at their feet. The lantern’s rays were not bright enough to keep them from tripping occasionally. Once Ava would have fallen had not Bob caught her arm and steadied her. (To Be Continued)

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“Try not to show any fear. Jean," whispered Holt, encouragingly, as they entered the dim-lit temple of the pin-head savages. With an attempt at bravery, she answered: “I'll try.” and, turning to Parker, whispered: “Father, stay close to me. will you?”

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She advanced a few steps, suddenly realized there was a pit ahead of her and, looking down, cried out in terror: ‘‘Oh—oh, look—John—John!” Holt and her father, rushing to her side, also looked down and saw in the pit a hideous gorilla.

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“Hush, dear—hush—don’t look,” said Holt, hiding his own alarm. Jean clung to her father, who gently turned her away from the pit's edge, putting his arm around her and comforting her. Now the last pygmy had entered the wooden temple.

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The door was closed and props put against it. As the rest of the safari looked in the direction that Jean had looked ar.d saw the gorilla they tried frantically to get out, seeking any possible avenue of escape. At that moment the sickening orgy of cruelty began!

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