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Failing, with the help of Gerry Neal, to locate her companion, Betty Haynes, abducted by Jack Speddon, Martha Brittain starts north from San Francisco up the West Coast.| And suddenly she decides, even though she loves Neal, that he is implicated in Betty's disappearance. So at a small California town she has.him arrested} Then Martha spedds on to Portland, still searching for | Betty. There she learns of a Johnnyj Ciznik, underworld character of Seattle, who seems to be involved, too. Police hint that Betty may have been murdered. Arriving in Seattle. Martha is ordered by Arnold Sloss of the Airspeed Trailer Co., to turn over her equipnfént to a designated agent who would meet her at the Yukon parking block. The agent is Speddon and he abducts Martha. She awakens hours later in an abandoned dock warehouse. Then Speddon arrives, says he is taking her to see Betty, and Martha is loaded into another boat and chloroformed. Next she awakens aboard a heavy ship. There is a knock at the door and Speddon tells her she is to follow him to Ciznik's cabin. Steadied by Speddon’'s arm, Martha begins to climb the steel stairs. Betty, meanwhile, has not appeared as had been prom-

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

HE steel companionway led to an inclosed deck above, but Martha still could not feel the brae ing air, or know whether the vesse

was in the open sea Or skirting the

some shore. Sige oS down a long passageway, hearing Speddon behind her and then, as she reached a darkstained door, he said, “Go right in there. Ciznik will be along later. : She opened the door and Stopped into a room much different yon the one in which she had been 1 D prisoned below. The walls ore pan eled with walnut. The center oe ed a heavy walnut table on Ww rested a peautiful ship's lamp. ai There was a built-in double on over which NE a blue a ‘hi dlewick spread. i Sn side of the room Jere shelf after shelf of books, an pon the other three large brassort holes. gi = ran to one, peered out be to the darkness beyond. She rou see nothing. No light, no dar ou; line of shore, hardly even the s face of the water itself.

8 2 n HE turned to face Speddon, but S found to her astonishment

ied her he had not accompanie ot the room. As she faced the door ‘she heard the key yraing within the lock. Once again she was caught—and this time waiting for Johnny Ciznik.

In nervous idleness she raved | about the strange room. A i + was a gr opposite the door Bonk ons

hest, carved curiously. 1 a the lid carelessly with. one hand, but found that all strength was necessary. And insi e the big chest was square tin after square tin, piled one atop the other. Martha opened one. Inside was something that’ looked and smelled i flour. : : : i was examining it curiously when suddenly there was a sound at the door and it swung ] ; fright, Martha dropped the tin box from nerveless fingers. 2 powder splattered over the deeppiled rug, and her startled eyes saw that within the flour had been a second, smaller, tn which was sealed tightly. In th t fearful moment she knew that|she had been examining Spf slo ins, then .packe : ar tin so that when it'was floated yverboard it would Keep dry. : : 59 «What's the idea? | 2 ” &” SEs looked up to |see- a gh man, dark and angry. Hr that this was Betieath his ope j or rell-tailore ea-jacket he wore a Wwe rec ir His ' tie and| collar were correct. But Ciznik’s face was red and lined. His eyebrows were black and heavy, his mouth full - and sensuous, utterly cruel. He was a man who had become rich by stay-

once she knew Johnny Ciznik.

ing on the other side of the law, by | trading upon the misery of the un- | fortunate.

In his own little, [terrible world, his word was law. And his ) brought him money] to spend in the world beyond his own—so that he enjoyed a curious kind of respect where he deserved none. He walked toward the trembling Martha. “Women!” he growled. “They're always sticking their noses where they're not wanted. But you didn't find out anything I wouldn't have told you. That's opium—and I'm Johnny Ciznik. I'm the biggest operator in it, just as I was the biggest operator in liquor before repeal” He smiled at her ironically. “Want to know anything else? ” ” "

HERE'S just one thing I want 1. know,” Martha answered steadily. “Where's Betty Haynes? I want you to take me to her—and I want you to put us both ashore.” Ciznik's eyes widened admiringlv. “Say ...you've got some stuff!” He walked to the table, got himself a cigaret. “Your friend's all right. Youll see her when I get ready ” Carefully he ‘lighted the cigaret, observed Martha keenly through the haze of gray smoke. “How'd you like to make a pot of dough?” “I wouldn't. All I'want is to get out of this!” “That's pretty hard, baby. Especially when you're already in it up to your neck.” “I'm not in it,” Martha cried. “I've tried every way I know to—" “Oh, yes,” interrupted Ciznik savagely. “You're in it. You were in it the minute, you drove out of San Diego with that trailer.” “What do you mean?”

” ” n IZNIK smiled. “I mean that A Sloss and Carrington work for me. We were trying something. A false compartment in a family trailer—never be suspected. A compartment that could carry opium—even people. Chinese out of Mexico into the United States . . . Natives out of British Columbia. At a good price, of course. You were trying it out for us. We don’t know yet whether the Treasury Department dicks are wise. But if they do smell anything it's too bad for you and your friend, isn’t it?” He crushed the cigaret savagely, turried to her again. “You ought to be proud to be in on something like that. It's the biggest idea John Ciznik ever had—and that’s saying plenty. No trucks for the dicks to get wise to, but a caravan of trailers, Opium . . . unstamped liquor ....” Martha swayed against the wall. It seemed preposterous that she and Betty had been the victims of this

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carefully planned hoax—the Airspeed Trailer Co. But, as her mind raced swiftly back to tkat day in | San Diego, she realized that her suspicions had been based upon a true intuition. “So you're in it,” Ciznik was going on. “I'm giving you a chance to stay in it. I could use you to good advantage. You've got looks

and courage—and—well, we could get along all right.” “Suppose I don't like the idea?”

Martha asked slowly. ”n ” ” IZNIK shrugged. decide right away, if I were you. There are a lot of things you ought to think about. Suppose the T-men want to know about your little trip in the trailer? You couldn't make your story sound very good, could you?” ; “But there wasn't any opium in the trailer?” Ciznik roared. “Wasn't there? Listen—if. the dicks got that trailer right now. they'd find its ceiling lined with it! . . . Only they won't get it—unless I want them to.” “Unless you .-.-. want them to?” “Sure. I might have to cut you and the Haynes girl and Sloss and Carrington loose, you know. I've never spent a day in the icebox and I don't intend to.” Martha stood facing him, her fists

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clenched angrily. It was all she could do to keep from flinging herself at him. But she knew that it was no use. Everything was in Ciznik’s favor. Everything—just as it must have been all his evil life. “There's another possibility,” he mentioned casually. Haynes girl know quite a lot. If you decide not to throw in with me, I might decide to drop you over the side of this ship. That, after all, would be safest and quickest.”

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E walked slowly across the room, gazed out cone of the | port holes. “I'd think it over pret- | ty carefully, if I were you, baby.” | “I don’t have to think it over,” Martha cried, her voice so high | and bitter that Ciznik turned in| surprise. “I'd see you in —— before I'd let a man like you wipe | my shoes!” i Ciznik flushed to an even deep-' er crimson. “All right then, wise dame.” Swiftly he walked to the | | doot and opened it. Martha saw, | the Oriental standing expectantly | lin the passageway. Ciznik nodded | once, muttered something unintel- | ligible, and she saw the yellow | man enter the room and walk toward her.

(To Be Continued)

Daily , Short Story

ONCE BURNT—By Stephen Payne

nIry HOLCOMB spurred his horse to a final burst of speed, I but soon saw that it was no use. . Not even the freshest and fleetest of mounts could have closed the half-mile between the sheriff and his quarry in time to prevent the latter's reaching the security of Ambush Canyon.

The lawman reined to a halt, and emptied the magazine of his rifle at the fugitive on the foan. This futile gesture caused the man he had pursued all the way from! Ringlo to turn around -in his saddle and wave his hat mockingly. Then the fellow dashed into the defile and vanished.

The sheriff glowered at the bronze cliffs, rising to the right and left of that narrow gash in these rough hills. | A fellow couldn’t climb those cliffs. The only entrance to the Rim Rock Country—outlaw sanctuary ruled by “Mile Away” Morgan—was [through Ambush Canyon. A ban- | dit could ride up that trail, but not | a lawman—not without making | himself a wide open target for hid-

den rifles.

{ mused, “so course that jasper has]

open. Inher | been taken right in by the bandit | livid, was summarily loaded upon his

| gang.” :

{stopped in the canyon and disarmed | {by ‘a couple of Morgan's | bandits. | | They led him to the open area be- | {yond the canyon, where Mile Away | Morgan himself met him. ’ | | Mile Away, from a rocky [pinnacle | affording an excellent view of the | open country lying east of his do- | main, had witnessed the wild chase. | He. had recognized the Sheri of | Ringlo but not the pursued man. | Now, the bandit chief saw a wiry | | individual with a rough-hewn face, | i wicked eyes, and a cruel, tight | mouth. He eyed the fellow with open |suspicion and hostility. | |. A cynical smile twisted |his thin | ‘lips as he growled, “Give an acjcount of yourself and talk to the

point.” OU shore must: ha’ hen 0’ me,” the fugitive began glibly.

| “Jus’ like I've heard of you—Mor- | | gan, nicknamed ‘Mile = because |

you're always a mile away| before a sheriff wakes up to find y ited his town.” He fished from his vest | pocket a ‘printed poster—a reward notice. “This yere is my description and my monicker—Cougar Karns.” Mile Away merely grunted, his catlike eyes glinting dangerously. “Gawsh!” ejeculated one of his bandits, sizing up the newcomer respectfully. “You orn] Cougar Karns, the lone wolf who robbed the | U. P. single-handed back in——-" | “Course I'm Cougar Karns,” cut in i the fugitive, swelling out [his chest

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with pride. “See that? wo thou‘sand bucks reward on my noodle.” ‘ “You don’t say?” said Mute Away sneeringly.

. The Cougar, taken aback by his tone, scowled at him. In had expected a hearty welcome. | However, if the bandit chief himself was unimpressed, the| two men who had brought Cougar | to him were duly awed. These ‘two had drawn aside and, in low voices, were recalling to each other the exploits of Cougar Karns. He generally worked alone, was double-geared lightning with his guns—a ruthless stage robber, bank robber, train robber and Killer. : ” ” 8 | “PP OSS,” exclaimed one of the pair, “this hombre’s jus’ the man we need. Cougar Karns himself! He'll stiffen up our gang. ... Wha'd you do. this time, Cougar, to get the law hot on your tail?” “Nawthin’ much. Jus’ held up a stage a mite too close to Ringlo. Shot the express messenger and the driver, and made a nice haul. It’s in my left-hand saddle pocket, boys. Take a look.” Mile Away stepped over to the roan horse, reached into the saddle pocket and found it to be almost full of gold and silver coin. He dug out the money, counting it as he stacked it in neat piles on the grass. “Nice 1i'l" contribution for my boys,” he remarked, glancing up, slant eyed, at Cougar.

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* OURSE I'll split,” agreed Cougar, “if you’ll take me into the gang. I'd larn’t 'bout your hideout, Mile Away, and I kinda sized up the lay of the land, afore I pulled this last job, so as to Be sure I could fuzz to Ambush Canyon. You satisfied with that poster, Chief? Shore describes me; don’t it?” “Shore does,” said Mile Away. His, followers looked at him expectantly, They were as astounded

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as Cougar when he straightened, glowered at the newcomer and said: “But it ‘don’t fool me a daggoned bit. Nor does this dough you brung along fool me.” . : ‘"Wh—what you mean?” stammered Cougar. ” 2 » . MEAN, once burnt, twice shy. Long time ago it was when some 0’ them foxy lawmen chased a man into the place I was then usin’ for a retreat. Chased him in ashootin’ at him. He had one of these reward notices, too—and cash on him. “It was an ol’ trick, but I was so danged green then, I fell for it. That sneakin’, two-faced hombre was a lawman and—well, I ‘most lost my hull bunch 0’ boys ‘count o’ him. Jus’ escaped myself by the skin of my teeth. . .. Boys, watch this faker. He ain't no more Cougar Karns 'n I am!” Fishing from his pocket an empty envelope and a stub of a pencil, Mile Away scrawled something. Then, with a. sliver of wood, he fastened the envelope to Cougar’s shirt between his shoulder blades. Meanwhile, Cougar was expostu- | lating headedly: This wasn't no trick ! —Mile Away was plumb goofy to | think— “Knot his wrists together good | and solid behind his back,” ordered Mile Away. ! Silently, his men obeyed, and soon ! Cougar Karns, hands tied, face

tired horse and tied to his saddle. ... ®# #2 =n EVERAL minutes later, Sheriff Holcomb, still seated under the cedar, was astounded to see the roan horse, with its helpless burden, emerge from Ambush Canyon. He watched suspiciously for a minute, ! then leaped into the saddle. In no time at all, he had captured Cougar. He caught sight of the soiled envelope ornamenting ‘he bandit's back.

He tore it loose and, with a puzzled frown, read: ¥ How you like the way your stunt backfired, Sheriff? You can't put nothin’ like this over on me! Mile Away. THE END (Copyright, 1937. by United Feature Syndicate. Inc.)

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