Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, March 19, 1915, Page 4

) 7 CHAPTER XIIl. The Second Story Man. EAN DARNELL paced back and forth in the miserable room where Harry Wilker- son had lodged ber and her maid pending the outcome of his wild plotting to get possession of Ruth Gal- lon's precious papers. Her handsome and cruel face was clouded with slow wrath, and she clinched ber hands now and again till the knuckles werf white. For one thing, Mrs. Darnell loved the plush of life. Physical luxury was her highest wish, the goal of her lofti- est ambition, the one price she had set on her soul. The dull surroundings she had been forced to accept nauseat- ed her. She hated Wilkerson for mak- ing her uncomfortable. So when he came in, walking very slowly and quietly, she turned on him like a wildeat. “Take me out of here!" she panted. “1 won't stay here another hour, Ruth or no Ruth!” Wilkerson flinched. “I'm sorry,” he rasped, “but Drake made a mess of the whole affair, the police are after Sing Wah and that girl got away.” Mrs. Darnell stopped in her almost bysterical walk about the room and stared at Wilkerson with burning eyes. He returned her look defiantly. “I'd never had to do all this if you bad done your part long ago and got the papers when she was in your charge,” he said. “But there is no use in cry- ing over what can't be helped.” At this moment Drake entered, pre- senting himsclf sullenly. He had al- ready received Wilkerson’s acrid com- pliments on his astuteness in failure, and he expected nothing less from Mrs. Darnell. He was ready to quit the conspiracy. Jean's quick instinct did not fail her, and she instantly smiled on Drake and murmured: *You poor boy! Now tell me all about it!” i ‘When be had finished his relation of the morning’s experiences, with much emphasis on the shooting and his nar- row escape from Sing Wah's den, she looked at him thoughtfully. “It was a madman’s scheme,” she said. She turned to Wilkerson. *‘Har- ry, you used to do things better. Use your wits! This isn't the desert. Force won't avail and time is getting short. We must have those papers immediate- 1y and ralse the money on them and get enough capital ahead to find the old plan to the mother lode of the ‘Mas- ter Key' mine. Use your wits!” IFor a long moment the three of them stood in silence. Then Wilkerson smiled sardonically. “All right, Jean; I think 1 understdnd you. I'll see what 1 can do today. First 1 wust find out a few things. Drake and I will go together.” “Thanks,” said the young man drily, “I have a notion that I'm about fed up with your plans and plots.” Before Wilkerson could respond with the bitter reproaches ready on his lips Mrs. Darnell interposed, curbing her own unruly temper. “George," she said, looking at him with suddenly soft eyes, “I know just how you feel. But it means everything to me—to all of us. I have trusted you 80, and if you fail me now"— She threw out her arms in a gesture of pleading. Then she came closer to him © got my scheme and my man.” and whispered, “And are you going to give up the stake you are playing for? You are in love with her!” “That’s but little reason why I should help Harry here out with all kinds of preposterous plans. That one of last night nearly did for us all. If she badn’t escaped as she did the police would be at the door now.” *John Dorr s a stupid fool,” Wilker- Son broke in. “It's been mere luck that's helped him so far. Nobedy ever crossed Harry Wilkerson yet and got away with it. Old Tom Gallon found that out” Jean Darnell glanced at his feverish eyes and understood him. She knew that the reaction from the thought that he had caused Dorr’s death—the sud- den surprise of finding him alive and An San Francisco—bhad shaken his nerve. He would hereafter seek the devious and obscure ways he knew so well. Her eyelids almost closed till she was ‘looking at him through nar- row slits.. She scemed satisfied and turned to Drake. “Please do it for me,"” she urged again. “I know Harry has some good, safe plan in view.” Wilkerson nodded, “We’ll be back before very long, Jean. Better stay By JOHN right here so that I can get you on the ‘ story man in America,” he replied. phone If necessary.” “But he’s lost his nerve. 3 “Oh, I'll stay here!” she mocked.| “I don’t like the way we're getting “That seems to be my role—staying | mixed up with all sorts of crooks in where you put me.” this business,” said Drake crossly. “I He stepped very cl to ber and : went into this to oblige Jean and”— looked into ber stormy eyes. “Andif | «Help yourself,” Wilkerson finished I put you where you mnost want to be | gor him. “I notice that Mrs. Darnell in the ‘world?” and I are putting up the coin and do- She saw the pussion Haming, as If | jno the work so far. Where's your the man’s soul were on fire, and drew | jcx» back fearfully. Wilkerson understodd | mpe evil spell that Wilkerson had that _movement and laughed grimly. | age over so many weaklings closed She feared bim, and he fensted on the | ypout George Drake, and he was silent. terrors he iuspired, even where he also | o 4 Coy e e loved. Once out on the street, Drake sullen- | Just how it was that she found her- iy foilowed his companion’s lead into a | ¢If again In the same room in the ho- Il lower quarter of the town. Busy | te! Ruth could not have told after her with bis own thoughts and still shaken | terrible experlences of the night and from his experiences of the morning, he did not notice that Wilkerson was evidently on the lookout for some one. Once or twice he stopped to . think. Once he greeted an old acquaintance and carried on a low voiced conversa- tion, of which Drake heard nothing ex- cept the name “Pell” and *he usually hangs out around Adam’s poolroom.” When Wilkerson rejoined him Drake said peevishly, *“Where to now " : “I've got my scheme and my man,” was the reply. “It'll be plain sailing from now on.” A moment later Drake wus surprised to see Wilkerson step to one side di- rectly into the path of a pale faced, quietly dressed young man of about thirty years of age. The individual stopped, stared at the man who had se ! rudely interrupted his walk and then recoiled. “Ha " he stammered. Wilkerson smiled cruelly, but said nothing. The other repeated the name i and went on, “Are you here? Why are | you here His dread was so evident that Drake looked at him curiously. It was strange what a number of queer ac- quaintances Wilkerson had and how deeply most of them seemed to fear | bim. He listened intently to his com- | morning. But John had hurried her panion’s drawling tones. _ |into a cab, ordered it driven to the “Yes, I'm ‘Harry Wilkerson. I was | Manx and quickly made arrangements looking for you, Pell.” e for Ruth to occupy his room with a The man he addressed licked his dry | maid to look after ber. lips #nd essayed a smile. “Long time “All my clothes are with that horrid 1 no see you?" he said in an attempt | woman,” she whispered. at a jesting tone. | “I'n rig you out, and then we'll go ow loug is it, now?" Wilkerson ! shopping,” was the rejoinder. id as if to himself. “You got five With the help of the maid and the ars” — housekeeper Ruth was presently made for God's sake, man, be quietl"| presentable for the street. and John, whispered Pell. “1—no one knows me . in dry clothes and none the worse for here, and I'm on the square now t00.” | his ducking, met ber in the lobby. “You mean the police don’t knowj ' “I have engaged:a taxi by the hour.” you,” griuned Wilkerson. . “But, then,' he told her, *1 think it will rest you I know you, old sport. You tvouldn’t! more to get the fresh air and dig say now that I wasn't an old friend,’ around in the shops among the pret would you?” ties than it will to brood in your own Pell grudgingly accepted the hand room.” The Ex-Thief Spent the Day Searching . Hotel Registers. “But I have head out and shook it feebly. “We'll just go to some nice place and sit down and talk over old times,” | Vilkerson remarked pleasantly. “But I've got a date! I'm working downtown!" protested Pell miserably. “Working?” demanded Wilkerson mockingly. “Since when has old Sam | Pell been working? Answer! Since ' he was broke.” He laughed loudly. | “l came ont hcre to live on the lev- el,” pleaded the other, his foxlike face white with fear. “Things too hot for you in the tor-| rid east? Well, I never went back on' a pal, did I, Sam? And I’'m not going bsck on you now. I'm- going to put' you in the way of some coin.” At this point they turned into a small Greek cafe, and Wilkerson ordered coffee all around. When they had been served and were alone he introduced Drake and Pell and remarked to the former: “Sam Pell is known as the slickest man in his line. Ain’t you, Sam?” “I aln’t working that lay any more,” was the sulky answer. Wilkerson leaned across the table, and his lean face held a very evil ex- pression on ft. “Not working? But you'd do a turn for an old friend, wouldn't you, ’speclally when there’s lots of good, safe money in it?” As if hypnotized, Pell stared into the dark eyes fixed on his and swallowed chokingly. “I knew you would,” sald Wilkerson, willfully misinterpreting his inarticu- late groan. “Now to business, Sam!” “Henry!" gasped the other. “My name’s Henry now. Don’t call me Sam.” “Well, Henry,” sald Wilkerson sooth- ingly. “I declare, I do forget names so easily. Now, I want to explain my little proposition. It's just in your line, Sa—Henry.” Pell bit his finger nails and squirmed on his seat. But wheu the man op- posite him casually pulled out a heavy purse and as he heard the clink of <old he subsided. Very rapidly and curtly Wilkerson told him of the existence of a bundle of papers that he wished to “recover.” He laid only enough emphasis -on thefr character to enable Pell to identify them on sight and concluded by say- ing: “It's worth money in your pocket to locate them and get them back. Find a girl named Ruth Gallon in one of the hotels here. She has the pa- pers.” Pell rose nervously. Wilkerson.™ Wilkerson rose, too, quite undisturb- ed. “We'll just walk down the street apiece with you, Sa—Henry, and I can explain a little more clearly.” The outcome was that half an hour later Pell took $50 advance from Wil- kerson and promised to recover the papers for him. Before they parted the latter made several little jokes which Drake could not see the point of, but which seemed to. make Pell sick with terror. 2 % “Who-is that fellow?’ Drake de- manded as they were returning to their lodgings. 3 : % Harry Wilkerson laughed bitterly. “The best hotel work nd second “Not for me, Ruth hesitated shyly. no money, John.” “Oh!” he said blankly, and then a thought came to him. “Why, here 1 am carrying around a lot of the ranch money which I was going to turn over to you.” i Once in the taxi Ruth told him of her experiences from the time she had left the mine. John listened soberly, though once in awhile a heavy flush on his cheeks betrayed his deep seated anger at the plotters who had not only tried to deprive her of her mine, but bad finally risked her life and liberty. “It’s all that man Wilkerson,” he said when she bad finished. “He caused your father to make him superintend. ent of the mine and then hounded him into his grave. He is your bad angel, Ruth, But 1 am here now, and I'l get busy with Bverett and finish things up, and we'll soon be back at the mine and have things going again.” He answered her questions about the situation at the “Master Key" as tact- fully as he could; he realized that her nerves were badly shaken. He would trust to old Tom Kane to hold the fort in the mountaing while he transacted the necessary business in San Fran- cisco. : He directed the chauffeur to-drive them through the shopping district, and while Ruth spent several hours in replenishing her wardrobe John sat in the taxi and studied things out. But he was continually seeing Wilkerson's dark face before him, and before they returned to the hotel he had determin- ed to find out where he was and what he was doing. ‘While Ruth went to her room to dress for dinner John sat in the lobby and completed his plans. He did not observe a slender, quietly dressed young man with a very pale face, who sauntered in and out with an occasion- al trip to the cigar stand to light a fresh cigarette. It was Henry Pell. The ex-thief had spent the day going from hotel to hotel, searching the reg- isters. It was only at last that he went to the Manx. There he found the name “Ruth Gallon” on-the regis- ter and below it “John Dorr.” This be reported to Wilkerson, who swore luridly, but emphasized the necessity of getting hold of the papers immedi- ately. : “And I trust you to do it he said meaningly. Pell, hed with drugs, -nodded briskly. 1l get 'em, all right, Har- ry,” he said, but did not add his in- most thought, which was that, with the papers once in his own possession, he could easily get much more from Wil- kerson than the $200 he had promised. “When will you have them?’ Wil- kerson went on impatiently. 1 Pell smiled faintly, but significantly. “1 know your address,” he remarked. “I'll- deliver them there ~when' I -get them.” 2 “But when?” growl led- the other. At Pell flicked his cigarette stub into| mask 1 1 never | of the chimueys and made for the fire | quietly. | escdf the gutter and whistled. make dates ahead,” he sa “But it won't be long.” “Have you your plan all schemed ut?” " Pell winked and CHAPTER XIV. The Fight on the Roof. ILKERSON did not follow Pell. After all Pe!l was a-danger- ous customer uaud & man who worked secretly and in his own way. It was like Wilkegson to respect a fellow crook’s special meth- ods and mannerisms. He never inter- fered with an cxpert when that expert was working for him. But he could not refrain from a fur- tive glance in the lobby of the hotel. He saw John Dorr there, still bearing the bruises and bumns gained in the wreck of the auto truck. He stared at him, for thefe was something uncanny in seeing in the flesh the man he had thought to have killed. Then he went swiftly away, as Ruth came out of the elevator and joined Dorr. At supper both.Ruth and John were silent, not only from weariness, but because they had not settled things yet. Everett hadn't been seen nor any preparations made for the raising of the money needful to improve the“Mas- ter Key” mine. So by mutual consent they made a short meal of it. In the Icbby they sat and talked a little while, but presently Ruth had to confess that she was worn out. “Of course you are,” said John re- pentantly. “I'll take you right up and turn you over to your maid. A good night's rest will set you on your feet again.” “I shall dream of that horrible China- wan!” she murmured, shuddering. “Don’t let that worry you,” he said comfortingly. “lI bave a room right near yours, and if you want help I'l be there.” She thanked him, and together they entered the elevator and were lifted to their floor. In the hallway Ruth grave- ly shook hands and said “Good night.” John tried to hold her little hand long- er than was needful, but she shook her head and slipped away to her own room, just down a short hall. He watched her open the door and turned to go to his own room when a thought struck him, and he called gently, “Ruth!” E She came back quietly. “I'm so glad you called me,” she said, with evident nervousness. “After all, it’s ridiculous- Iy early to go to bed. Let's go for a ride some more.” They- went out through Golden Gate park..and after a brief stop on the bright beach came back into town by way of the Presidio. Ruth was now quieted, and as they zot out at the hotel she sighed hap- “TUat was beautiful, John,” she said. At the desk the clerk handed John a uote addressed in a crabbed hand. He tore it open, glanced at the contents and turned to Ruth. “Old_Tom Kane got here tonight!” he exClaimed. “He came while we were out and left this note for me.” Ruth’s face lit. up wonderfully. *“Where is he? Where is he?” she de- man “1 want to see him.” At her door he left her with a hasty “Pll be right in as soon as Tom comes, Ruth.” “All right!” she called back, and opened her door as he opened his own. She paused on the threshold at the sight ‘within, A tall man in a light mask was delving into the desk and rummaging among her papers and be- longings. At the sight of her he quick- ly thrust a bundle of papers into his pocket and slipped toward the open window. Then Ruth understood and screamed for help. John Dorr heard that call and in three bounds was in her room. She pointed to the open window, gasping: “That way! The thief! He stole the deeds!” Without a word Dorr leaped to the window. Tt opened on a fire escape. He peered down. No one. He looked up. A slight figure was mounting quickly and silently toward the roof. Within another instant John had swung himself out on the ladder and was climbing rapidly after the un- known housebreaker. He-paid no at- tention to Ruth’s agonized cry after him: “John! John! Don’t go after him! He’ll burt you!” Helplessly she peered out of the win- down and saw the two figures going swiftly up toward the crest of the building. The seconds seemed hours as she watched. Then she saw John stumble and catch himself. That de- cided her. She picked up her skirts and stepped out on the platform her- self. . Then she gingerly swung her- self out on the iron ladder and com- menced to climb upward. She saw tlte thief reach the cornice and crawl over, then, John. She struggled on up sob- bingly, bruising her tender hands on the rusty rods. Once or twice she stopped and called: “John! John]” Thgre was no answer. Then she realized that there was an- ther on the ladder below her. nearly lost her grip and fell. Surely it must be some accomplice of the thief! She hastened her way up the ladder, not daring to look down again. At last she gained the cornice, where the Igdder bent suddenly outward and she must perforce almost hang sus- pended by her hands. But she man- aged to surmount this difficulty and stumbled forward on the roof of the hotel.. At '¥irst glance she saw no one. The roof. was huge, broken here and there by skylights and chimneys and air- lay dark and stronge across the tar:y gravel. z . “John, John!" she called :softly. -Theh ggain, in terror, she cried shrilly: “John!: Oh; John!” at moment the figure of the man slipped from behind one She realized that he was es- She shafts.: The shadows cast by the mon| MASTER KEY” FLEMING WILSON man making for the ladder, and he paused at the sight of that eerie figure. The hesitation was fatal to his pur- pose. Dorr darted across. the roof and grasped for him. With a swift turn the thief leaped over a skylight and ! commenced to run hither and.thither, trying to evade John, who was not to be put off now that he had full sight of his quarry. Ruth watched the chase with hands tensely- clasped over her bosom. She could not stir from her position in the full moonlight, near the edge of the roof, nor did she move when Dorr fin- ally caught his man and tripped him. They fell together on the roof and rolled over and over, each trying to balk the ‘other of a good hold. The fighting was furious, for Pell, still un- der the spell of drugs, was possessed of tremendous strength which even Dorr’s hard muscles could not over- come. E Suddenly Ruth heard a familiar voice behind her saying, “Tll be dad- blamed if it ain’t a fight!” She did not turn. Her eyes were fixed on the two writhing men. Suddenly Pell started to roll over to- ward the edge of the roof, dragging John after him. This new danger ap- palled the girl. She watched with fas- cinated eyes. John Dorr was well out of breath by this time and knew his man. It was a desperate struggle, for the thief was fighting for his freedom and possibly his life. So Dorr settled down to hold him until his wild strength ebbed and he could handle him. Henry Pell, on the other hand, knew precisely his plight and saw with ex- actness what would happen to him un- less he escaped the huge arms that tied him down. Like all men of his class, he was averse to carrying weap- ons. Tonight he cursed himself for be- ing unarmed. One shot, the fire escape and away! That being impossible, he planned another mode of getting away. In pursuance of it, he gradually work- ed himself pearer and nearer to the escape ladder. If he could once get his hands on those iron rails and swing himself over, his assailant must in- evitably either let go or drop over. Pell knew the steel strength of his own arms, practiced for years in just such tricks. But the presence of a second man right in front of the ladder, as he perceived through his blurred eyes, rendered that hope out of the ques- tion. In desperate fury he kicked Dorr violently. tore one arm loose and drove his bony fist like a bullet into John’s throat. This forced Dorr for the moment to let him go. Pell rushed swiftly toward the ladder. He was halted by the sight of a perfectly level gun held in the hand of a man who evidently knew how to use it. He darted back, and John caught him again, this time with a well directed blow that felled him. A second later the thief +«+s helpless, lying almost at the very edge of the roof. He was trapped and he knew it. There was but one thing to do, get rid of the evidence that he had been thieving. With a flirt of his elbow, he managed to send the bundle of papers which had fallen out of his pocket over the coping and into the air. Then he choked up to Dorr. “Are you mad?" “Mall?”" panted Dorr, letting his hold relax. At this moment Ruth came out of her stupor and ran up to them, fol- lowed up by an old man, who had also Ruth and the Deeds to the Mine. come up the fire escape. Ruth cried out, “John!" then ‘“Are you hurt, John?” “Ruth!” he gasped. Then his eyes it on the form behind her and he shouted, “Tom Kane!” By this time the tumuit had attract- ed attention in the hotel and a half dozen employees and the house detec- tive emerged from the stairway to de- mand an esplanation. Jobn started to explain, loosening his hold on the prostrate thief, when the Intter with a ‘qujck. twist of his lithe body freed himselfiqind darted away. Dorr sped after hiin instantly. The- chase was hort o) caught him néar the edge of ‘the roof, tackled him low, and they ‘crashed down -together. The thief put up a furious fight, managing to get on his feet ‘agaiu in spite of hic captor’s ef- forts to hold him til] belp came. See Ang that he was about to escape him, | John mnde; one last desperate grapple, t him' iflnirly‘mui! threw him heav- Unwittingly they had got to the very edge of the roof in their tight, and Pell was flung clean into the ‘air, to fall swiftly to the street belew. “My God!” cried the detective, run- ning up and peering over. “You have killed him!” It took some time to make matters clear; still longer for the detective to assure himself of the truth of John's statements. Meanwhile officers from the central statlon had arrived, called by the po- liceman on the beat. To them also Dorr had to tell his story. “Well, the fellow was a crook all right,” conceded the sergeant, “for he bad plenty of cocaine on him and a little jimmy.” “It was an accident, my throwing him over the edge.” John protested. “I was merely trying to prevent his.es- cape.” Ruth was then interrogated, and aft- er listening to her story the whole par- ty went down to her room. “We’d better see what he got, if any- thing,” said the detective sergeant. “He may have taken other things,” o A “What's the matter at the mine?” she faltered, “but all 1 saw was the papers.” “Well, we'll have a look—see for pa- pers,” responded the detective amiably. When the “officers had gone away Ruth turned and greeted the cook of the “Master Key” with unfeigned af- fection and delight. “Tom, whatever brought you here?” she detnanded at last. Kane scratched his head and glanced hastily at John. Then he looked at Ruth, so fair in the moonlight, and sald gently: “Why, ‘Ruthie, I just thought ‘I couldn’t stay away from old San Francisco when I knew you was bere. So I came right up.” “And the mine?” “The mine? Why, ain't John told ye? The boys are already workin' on that new lead. Everything is fine! Ye don’t suppose old Tom Kane would have left if everything hadn’t been all ¥ight?" She impulsively threw her arms about his neck and hugged him. “You are the best old dear that ever was, and | have a thousand things to tell you!" “How did you get up here?” asked John curiously. Kane laughed and looked at his rusty bands. “They told me Ruth was in her room, and when 1 got there I found the door open and the window open, and when I looked out 1 saw her climbing and heard her calling. So I just sauntered up myself.” “Well,” said John, “as Ruth says she has 4 thousand things to tell you, and meanwhile we'd better be finding out Just what that thief did get.” Half an hour later Ruth looked up at them with tears in ‘her eyes. “The papers are truly gone,” she sald quietly. “Well, they shan’t do anybody else any good,” John said comfortingly, “and now that we have the thief I ex- pect to dig out of him what he did with them. Don’t worry!” They said good night and left her quite cheered up. ‘When her door was closed John said briefly, “Come into my room, Tom.” Once inside, he turned on the old cook and asked briefly, *“What brought you here, Tom?” What's the matter at the mine?” Kane threw out his hands in a de- spairing gesture. “All hades is the matter, John,” he said bluntly. “If we don't work fast Wilkerson “will have ruined our little girl in there. There won't be any ‘Master ‘Key' any more!” He choked back a sob. 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He held out his hand and shook’ the cook’s fiercely. “By heavens, we'll have the ‘Master Key' back again, and it'll be Tom Kane in the cook shanty!" An hour later, with the detalls that ‘Tom had given him arranged in his mind, John threw himself into bed to ht through. o ‘he(é:’nxfltnllfi next Friday) the Sage Tea and Sulphur recipe at home, though, is troublesome. An easier way is to get the ready-to-use tonic, costing about 50 ccats a-large bottle, at drug stores, known as “Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur Hair Remedy,” thus avoiding a lot of muss. - While wispy, gray, faded hair is not sinful, we all desire to retain our youth- ful appearance and attractiveness. By darkening your hair with Wyeth’s Sage and Sulphur, no one can tell, because it does it so. naturally, so evenly. You just dampen a sponge or soft brush with it and draw this through your hair, taking one small strand at a time; by morning all gray hairs have disappeared. 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