Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, March 31, 1923, Page 7

SATURDAY, MARCH 31, 1923. ‘LOU-LOV’| A Brilliant and Dramatic Nov the South Seas, OF BY H. BEDFORD-JONES, AUTHOR OF DARKNESS AT DAW ‘ie “THE SECOND LIFE OF MM. THE DEVIL,” ETC. $ Installment No, Four WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY. \ Brain Vortesque, a rich young San| Franciscan drives to his cottage in! the mountains to rest and here finds, Lou-Lou, the young and beautiful Caughter of a deceased Sultan of Si+ buko, who has escaped from an Asy- lum in New York. She had been plac- ed in the asylum through the plot| of her half-brother. | Zahri who plans to seize the throne| left to Lou-Lou by her father Hvarson described by Lou-Lou as a “terrible man'' who once kissed her @gainst hery will and Hamed Ben Yusuf his associate are inyolved with Zahri. Barak, a loyal servant of Lou-Lou's Spanish mother, contrives her escape, though he is forced to kill a guard to get her out. He has no tongue, but} communicates with her by means of, signs. Fifteen highly valuable rubles brought by Zahri to New York are “takan” by Earak, who sells three of them, and with the procee(e brings Lou-Lou as far as California. Feary ing capture as they near San Fran- cisco the fugitives leave the train, but are forced by a viulent storm to seek! shelter in Fortesque's cottage. The girl's story makes 1 deep impression | on Fortesque. She gives him the re-| maining twelve rubles which she asks him to sell for enough money to carry her to Manila. Finally she persuades with her and help her to bri. In San Francisco,! nuts the rubles in his safe- t box, draws ten thousand and makes ar-: 4 voyage. At Lou-| looks up everend Luke Quail, a for: fonary dollars tangemen Fortesque learns that| militant man of the } 6 in physical combat had drubbed no less a person than Hvarson. The clergyman had then suggested that Hvarsun be baptized otherwise ‘he would not be author- ized to 1 the burial service over Yim,” an ited that it might be re-! quired. Mr. Quail is persuaded to ac- company the party. On the very first night on the ship it is discovered that livarson is a fellow passenger. ‘Trehearne, loca! agent in Sibuko! for a trading company {s told by Franks, an exiled Virginian, that] he has recelvel word from Barak at| Manila, by a carrier pigeon. In the days of the old Sultan, pl- racy had been profitable, In those! ead days there had been a fine out-| fit of homing pigeons on Slbuko {s/ land: ‘They camo in vary handily. An agent could loose one from Manila,| for example, and the ald Sultan could; know within a few hours just what ships were leaving, their destination, their armament; and he would send out the praus.... Piracy was dead now but some of! the pigeons were left. Franks had! taken them over, cared for them lov-/ ingly. He produced two sheets of filmy paper that the birds had brought but over his shoulder, Tre- hearne dropped a low word. “Hides "em, quick! Reis Hamed’s com: ing.” ‘The brown withered hand of Franks fluttered out ang fell upon the wad ef thin paper, It baled up within his palm, and he thrust his hand rapidly into.h!s pocket. His brilliant eyes had betome a bright steely gray, From outside came a rich and won- derful voice in Malay. “May Allah curse all hera, and may they be flung shaven into hellf it said, “The same to you.” sald Trehearne. ‘The owner of the voice wax a tall erect old man clad in scarlet silks, glittering wtih gems, incrusted with dirt. A small gray beard juttea from hid chin, His upper lp, shaven, show-) ed a thin voracious mouth Ditter!y| cruel. His nose, ence hooked, lay broken and askew. One eye was dead, the eyelid droop- ing; the other eye was black and terrible under bushy gray brows. ‘The face was thin and keen, credibly sneering and malicious. “I came to tefl you somthing,” he. said. “Sultan Zahri comes back to S!- buko—alono,” ‘Trehearne started, “Alone! he said. “Damn~ you! ‘What d'ye mean?” Rais Hamed chuckled evilly. Again his volce came like rich musio; *T mean what I say—that Sulten Zahri tomes home alone! Think of it, Christians; ponder what it means! You shall be swept out of this piace as a holy man sweeps lice from bia beard; That fs all,’ . He leaned forward, and his ebony stick swiftly traced lines in the eand that stood out like black writing. hen he turned and went away, striding with a fine swagger to his square shoulders. “Come and look at this,” said Tre. hearne, jerking his head. “Tou can read the scratches. I can't.” “It's postry!’ sald Franks. “T've heard that the old devil could tmpro- vise.-Listen to the swing and rhythm Ww ine 0 * ‘Madim, Wa. howa, sim Wa Hamed ben Yusuf ma dakhyl thim? " “What the devil does {t mean?” Franks scowled, “It’s about thts house of yours. ‘The water of it is blood, and the air of it !s poison, and Hamed ben Yusuf does not come there!’ It's a polite curse; that's all.” Trehearne wiped his quivering fowl. amn the gray devil! he mutter. ullo—there’s the old pirate) od. nt” A hundred feet away Hamed ben Yusuf was striding along the strip of white shore-sand toward the palace, which was hi(den among the green trees to the right. Trehearne heaved his fist in the air, * Pirate!” he bellowed. “Thief and rob- ber of graves! Old devil of a he-goat! You put a curse on my house, aid you? Damnation swallow yout" The Arab turned his head, His black h showed in a fanged grin. Trehearne, with an oath, caught up the ebony oulja board from his | and frowned. His | rowed Into thin slits, desk and hurled it toward the Arab. It ourved upward. sailed sweep- ingly through the air, passed over the | head of the gray pirate, and with a final dashing swoop struck into the line of surf beyond tHe beach. _, Hamed ben Yusuf laughted heartily | flourished his stick and. passed on} his way. Franks had observed this scene with unmoved mien. “If you're all through, sit down and lsten to what I have to say,”| he said. Barak, the man, who had no ton-) sue could write a perfect thunderbolt -f words, an? Franks yas able to Sve Trehearne a very fluent account of the voyage ct Lou-Lou and her friends. Of the unavoidable meeting of Luke Quali the aged missionary and Hvarson, tall, fierce and preda- tory, Barak wrote thus: “Hvarson looked at him and laugh- ed—that scornful, nasty laugh of his, which makes you want to murder him. He knew that {f Mr. Quall had beaten him once, he cauld not do it now, and he laughted. Hvarson made @ sneering reference to their last) meeting, in Manila, and said that he was ready to be “Ola Quail merely nodded. “That will come.” he answered slowly, with ® queer flash reaching down in his blue eyes, ‘That will come, Hvar- son. If you make any more trouble yi Lea-tou, the end will come quick: iy! You ere walking in sll y unre 5 ppery “Hvarson made no answer, for he was afraid. He went’ away and kept himself hidden after that.” Trehearne shook his heed, stub- bornly, although h's eyes were wide with the picture that Franks had set before him, “on't you think {t, Franks” saiC. “Don't you think it! Isn't thing on earth, in heaven, in hell! Now, if he laid low, it wasn’t be- cause Quail frightened him. Na. no! He was waiting to get here; that's all—here, away from the law, away “rom the world, where he'd have Rais Hamed to help him.” There was a silence for a moment but Franks looked at the window, bright eyes nar- Then, rising he caught up @ brass ink well and hurted it through the window. <A slight cry answered the missile, and @ moment later Franks came back wearing « broad grin of delight. “Rais Hamed sent a chap to listen, evidently,” he explaine®. “I caught him right over the ear—the brass cut intd his skull and set the blood jumping, I can tell yout Hear him hotter?" he iow, to get back to what’s going to happen!" Franks went on, “‘Zahri js coming home see? Alone! Think- ing he's the sultan! He's going to call together the council and tell ‘em that something or other hag happened to Leu-Lou. responded @frehearne anx- “I see, lously. “And do you see old fatness that the game is now in our hands?” “No,” admitted Trehearne. “Listen.” Franks waved his cigar- ette with sudden gayety. “This hand Js up to us to play like good ones, Tro- hearne! Getting that letter from Barak gave us trumps.” Trehearne dropped his chin on his Dreast. He shook his head. Over his face clouced a morose expression, 2 look of lethargic despair. “No use, Franks,” ne eatd dully. “We aint ke Hvarson. We can't take @ gun,beet sommbody else, an’ then give our orders, We ain't the right sort of men; that’s all. This damned heat has taken the sap out of us, Franks. We weren't made to work in this clinfate, We're only a better sort 0’ beachcombers, hanging on un- til something happens. The life’ gone out of us.” This was so fearfully true that the denial was checked on ‘the lips of Franks—cheoked tty. It was one of those rare moments when men Stare the naked truth in the face. Some may deny {t: some may acknowledge it calmly, some may laugh weakly at it; but the naked, stark truth fs there. o ties fepre ce” Ye Franks was what might be termed, Politely, a retired tleman. He Was @ gentleman in the sense that he did no labor, but collected old native manuscripts and played the violin, and lived alone {n his house on the hill behind town, He had bought that house when he first came to Sibuko, in the days of the old sultan. Franks and the old sultan grew to be firm friends, with much mu- tual reapect. Once the sultan presented Franks with a magnificent harem of five Birla, the most beautiful to be col lected anywhere, This embarras do riches had been refused with such delicacy and success thet the influ ence of the Virginian had actually grown greater, When the sultan died, !t waa Franks who had been with him at the last. Men muttered that Franks had had something to do with the old man’s temb and {ts mystic in- scription, and that if any one knew What was known as “the secret,’ Franks did. Some said that Franks would tell no one except Loulou, when she came home; others said that Franks meant to grab things for himself. One day Rale Hamed bluntly asked him about {t—his fingers playing, as he asked, about the shagreen haft of the knife in his scarlet waistcloth. 'The secret?” Franks looked him in the eye, smilingly. “Why, Cap'n, there's no secret!’ Hamed Ben Yusuf, who prided him- self on his judgment of men, implicit. ly believed that statement. He even scoffed at Hvarson, who suggested taking Franks aboard the Gazelle, as the schooner was named and putting him to the queetion. “He knows nothing of any secret!” grunted the old pirate scornfully, and Hvareon fell silent, Copyright, 1923, by the Bell Syndl- cate, Inc. 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Foster, charged with criminal syn- dicatism, last summer planned a raai- cal union of copner miners at Butte and in the Minnesota and Michigan mines, Foster admitted on cross ex- amination today. He acknowledged authorship of a letter to Willlam F, Dunne, a, co-de- fendant, in which he proposed to Dunne that they form such a union. The miners, he wrote, were not sat: instied with the I. W. W. or the “One Big Union" and something new was desired. The letter was written after Foster had. conferred with radical leaders in Butte in July of 1922, Dunne formerly published a radical paper at Butte, mii leader in Spokane named E.| of Burke, Idaho, wi he reds can grub off Che Casper Daily Cribune BARNEY GOOGLE--Well, Losers Can’t Be Choosers. 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THE BOSS BOUGHT IT FOR HIS WIFE — I HOPE IT LOOKS LIKE THE DEUCE ON HER defies 9 MAKE Foster advised Dunne to get in touch! controls Russia?” with Grimont. about the strength of the “IT meant that was the actual num- O. L. Smtth, assistant attorney gen-| ber of men and women actually mem- last meeting—I have nist party.” eral of Michigan, questioned Foster Peep ot ioe ae Jalen on tefp| Fonter replied. communist ' FOUND HIM 9 Gstrict.| 000 that the ‘mass of the workers’| union GREAT GUNS, WHERE OIC YOU GET THOSE GREAT RED WELTS ON YOUR FACE ? H De. s/LvesTefe MEEK, WY FIANCE’ — WHAT D'YA KNow ABou'T THIS, MISS WINKLE 72/It 1 PAY $ 99,20 FoR THIS EASTER HAT For MY WIFE AND NOW SHE WON'T WEAR LT !! 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