Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 182, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 December 1933 — Page 13

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BY’ LOU WEDEMAR (Coovr'.Rht. 1933. br The Indianaoolis Times) EDITOR'S NOTE—The narrative, "Black Hawk,” a thrilling story of life in Indianapolis, is purely fiction and its leading characters exist only in the author’s imagination. a a a SYNOPSIS Black Hawk, whose sign 1* the wiEged death's head demands evacution of central Indiana He has bombed the post office and attempted to destroy Union Station Robert Martvne wealthy Indtanapoll* major of the military intelligence, assigned to the Breen Ava. at her father's Insistence. Is berhrothed to Lionel St. George. Indianapolis scientist. Bob and Ava are poshed down a manhole In Fortv-elghth street by Black Hawk's agents Black Hawk turns water into the tunnel when Bob refuses to accede to his demands for surrender, but Bob and Ava escape into White river and are rescued Mr. Breen Is found murdered Then Black Hawk threatens to blow up the Fall creek bridges. CHAPTER SIXTEEN 'Continued) Late that same night Wilson brought Bob the list of names of purchasers of portable typewriters, of the make of the one on which the note in Breen’s pocket was written. "We’ve gone over all the names on this list, except one,’’ Wilson told Bob "Whose is that?” "Look.” He handed Bob the list. The second name was George Breen, with the address of Ava’s home. "The other typewriters don’t correspond with the typing on the note?” "No.” "Well, let’s get up there and find out about It.” tt tt a AVA had arrived just a little before they got there. She had a few duties to perform, and then intended to return to the home of friends with whom, she was staying. "Ava, do you have a typewriter around the house anywhere?” Bob asked. "No. I’ve been plaguing father to get me one. but we never got around to it.” "If there were one, where would it be?” "In the study, I suppose. But what do you mean—if there were one?” Bob did not answer. He led the way into the study. There, on the desk, in plain sight, was a portable typewriter. "I—l don’t understand,” Ava gasped. "Let’s compare the writing,” Bob said. "First, let me try the keys for fingerprints.” Wilson suggested. The keys had been wiped clean. Wilson struck off the alphabet, and laid the paper beside the original note found in Breen’s pocket. The two men bent over, studying them minutely. Eob straightened up and looked at Ava. “They’re the same!” he said. “That note was written on this typwriter!” Who. then, was Black Hawk? tt a a THE black airplane, little harmed by the onslaught of the seaplane defending Indianapolis, cut through many miles of darkness before it descended low over a forest. Then, so near the ground that flight could not be followed by a distant observer, it pursued a twisting course for many more miles. Eventually, turning into a valley, it came to rest on a landing field whose floodlights were cleverly shielded so as to send no rays aloft, illuminating only the ground itself. When the plane halted, several lithe young men ran out to take charge of it, and the pilot prepared to get out. He stood up in the cockpit, a gaunt, eery-eyed man with sunken cheeks—and an observer would have understood how he could be a

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leader whose men would follow readily to certain death. There was magnetism in his every movement, when he was in the guise of Black Hawk, the leader. The erectness of his carriage, the way he held his shoulders these might have been belied by the strange, hidden-secret look in his eyes as a psychologist had seen him. But those he led were simpler folk than that—men easy to lead, although shrewd in the things they understood. One man advanced from the others and helped Black Hawk to the ground. For a moment Black Hawk's physical fitness seemed belied. but he took strength from the man who helped him. “Did you—succeed, Black Hawk?” he asked. "Partially, Tybu. I demonstrated that they can not keep me away. And, taken in conjunction with my demonstration near Mount KLsk earlier in the day, they have learned a great lesson." "Then you think they will agree to our demands?” “Agree. They must agree! If I had flown over Indianapolis, as I flew over the forest I bombed, I would have wiped out the city! I still don’t know why I didn't do just that!” "To talk with Ava Breen—here!” "You mean—?” "Yes. We must kidnap her again. This time it will be harder to get her. But it will be worth it. I am through treating her gently. Our campaign has been 100 per cent successful up to now; the migration is ready to begin. This time she must promise to help us. She will be a nice hostage to hold over Major Martyne. Don’t foret she is to be one of us very soon. "Send out orders to prepare to bring her here! I will wait until she arrives.” • tt tt tt CHAPTER SEVENTEEN F'ARLY Thursday morning, while Bob Martyne slept on his uncomfortable couch at the postoffice, and Ava Breen dreamed horrible dreams at the home of her friends, the radio operators who were searching for the Black Hawks message kept at their instruments. And, just about dawn, one of them straightened in his chair and began adjusting a delicate control. The supervisor, realizing something hopeful had been heard, came and stood behind him. The operator was trying to bring in a faint message on the twenty-one-meter band, a short wave length used largely for experimental purposes. The operator strained at his receivers, but finally shrugged and shook his head. "Too weak,” he said, looking up at the supervisor. "But I thought I had something peculiar.” a a o A T that moment the receivers were nearly torn from his head by a powerful code signal on the same wave-length, certainly emanating from a station close at hand. The supervisor was able to read the message some distance from the receivers. "Ma-na-ro-si-kater-li-ni av-ab-re-en,” the message read. "Cipher? Or a foreign language?” the operator asked. He had jotted down the cryptic letters, and they heard the same message being repeated over again, very slowly this time. "Must be sending to a ham,” said the supervisor. "A baby could copy that.” "Say!” the operator was on his feet. "Look at that again. Those last eight letters!” “Av-ab-re-en. Ava Breen!” (To Be Continued)

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TAKZAN THE APE MAN

Coming in answer to Tarzan's cry for help, the great gray elephant herd surged through the jungle. Led by a huge tusker, wise with his hundred years of experience, they reached the yooden walled village of the pin-head savages. There they stopped but a moment.

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Again they heard Tarzan’s urgent call, telling them his danger was great. The foremost elephants charged the wall of stout saplings which crumpled beneath the force of their heads and tusks. Entering, they stampeded the compound.

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They tore the village to pieces on their way to the central hut where Tarzan had fought the great gorilla. Terrified, as they heard the trumpetings of angered elephants, the pygmies made a wild rush for the only exit in the hut. Seeking only safety, they forgot their prisoners.

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Meanwhile, Tarzan had climbed with Jean ia his arms, up the pit’s wall. Recovered, she helped the ape-man bring her father and Holt out of th© pit. The young Englishman was not seriously disabled, but Parker was badly off from the blows dealt him by the gorilla.

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