Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 7, 1914, Page 2

3 - THE & A Romance of COPYRIGHT, 1910, 1911, SYNOPSIS. Kirk Anthony, son of a rich man, with college friends, gets Into a fracas in a New York resort. A detective is hurt. Jefferson Locke insinuates himself into the college men's party. Locke, alded by Kirk's friend Higgins, who thinks it a joke, drugs Kirk and puts him aboard a ship bound for Colon. Kirk I8 on the passenger list as Locke. “Broke” and without baggage, aboard the ship Kirk makes the acquaintance of Mr, and Mrs. Stephen Cortlandt. Cortlandt Is In the American diplomatic service and s going to Panama on a mis- sion. In Colon Kirk, as the son of a big railroad man, is takem up by Weeks, American consul. Kirk's father repudiates him, and Weeks casts him out as an impostor. Kirk meets Allan, a Jan in negro canal worker out of a job. T wo are arrested by Colon police for helping to put out a fire. The aftegnoon wore on without an encouraging sign till Kirk began to think that Weeks had refused to in- ¢ tercede for him and intended to leave him to the mercies of his enemies. It was considerably after dark when a visitor was at last admitted. He proved to be the English consul, whom Anthony had never met. “What are you doing here?’ the newcomer inquired. Then when the ) . facts had been laid before him he ex- f claimed, “Why, I heard that a Ja- maican negro had been arrested, but I heard nothing about mistreatment of a white man." “Doesn’t anybody know I'm here?” ki “I'm sure no one does. Those heathens lied to you. They never communicated with Weeks or any- body. They're afraid. This is an old oner, then keeping him hidden until { he recovers, If he doesn't recover they get out of it on some excuse or otiier as best they can, But I'll have Allan here out in two hours or I'll | Enow the reason. England protects her subjects, Mr. Anthony, and these preople know it "l guess Uncle Sam is strong enough to command respect,” d Anthony. “Well, 1 know the circumstances now, and I'll go straight to \\'cel\'sw He can arrange your release without trouble. If you were an Englishman, I'd have you out in no time and you'd collect handsome damages 100, boy will.” | True to the consul's prediction. a lit- tle later the Jamaican was led out of the cell, and from the fact that he was i not brought back Kirk judged that lhu’ British intervention had been effectual, But it was not until the next morning, | the second of his imprisonment, that' the cell door opened once more, this time to admit the portly figure of John Weeks and the spruce person of Senor Ramon Alfarez. Kirk told his story as briefly and i convincingly gs he could. But when 4 he bad finished the consul shook his' head. ' i “I don't see what I can do for you, he said. “According to your own dec- laration you resisted a police officer. You'll have to take your mediine. You'll be tried as soon as they get around to it.” “Look here!" Kirk showed the marks his assailants had left upon him. “Will you stand for that? I've been here two nights now without medical at- tention.” “How about that, Alfarez?” The commnandant shrugged his shoul- ders. “If he required a doctor, one shall be secure’, but he is not severely injure’. 1 'ave explain the frightful indignity to the honor of my person, | yes? As for me, pooh! It is forget.” He waved his hand gracefully and smiled sweetly upon his fat visitor. “I guess you ain't hurt much,” said Weeks, eyeing his countryman coldly. “You didn’t get any more than was coming to you.” “lI won't stand for this!" cried the prisoner hotly. “The English consul got that nigger boy out and I want you to do the same for me.” “You don't understand. I've got business interests in this country, and I can’t dash about creating interna- tional issues every time an American gets locked up for disorderly conduet.” “Are you really afraid to do any- thing?” Kirk inquired slowly. “Or is it because of our row " “Oh, there’s nothing nersonal about it! Of course, I'll see that you have a fair trial!” The commandant spoke up with in- gratiating politeness, “The prisoner say he is reech man's son.” '\\'ooks snorted indignantly, “IHe gave you that fairy tale, eh? He said his name was Anthony, and his father was a railroad president, didn't he? Well, he imposed on mie, teo, but his | trick of thefrs—manhandling a pris- | This | ; to Colon by the first train. § NEER-DO-WELL the Panama Canal REX BEACH BY HARPER & BROTHERS name is Lock the Santa Cruz.” “Ah-h!" “He is then a w'at you call tramp.” of bills. an American, but that ends my duty.” “Is this the best you'll do for me?” Kirk inquired, as Weeks made ‘ready to go. “Yes.” “Will you cable my father?” “At 25 cents a word? Hardly!” "The speaker mopped his face, exclaiming, “There's no use of talking, I've got to get out in the air. It’s too hot in here for me.” Half an hour later the commandant returned to the cell, dnd this time he brought with him a number ot his lit- tle policemen, each armed with a club. I'eeling some menace in their com- Ing. Kirk, who had seated himself de- jectedly, arose to ask, “What's coming off Alfarez merely issued some direc- tions in Spanish, and chain handeuffs were once more snapped upon the prisoner’s wrists. “So, you're going to hold my trial, eh? cried Kirk, But the other snarled, “Senor Locke, you ’ave force’ the water of the 'ose , Wagon upon my body for making the people laugh. Bueno! Now I shall | laugh.” He seated himself, then nod- ded at his men to begin. * L * * * * L] Mrs. Cortlandt answered her tele- { bhone for the second time, repeating with some impatience, “Tell the man | Ican't see him.” “But he refuses to leave—says he must see you at once; it's important,” came the voice of the clerk, “Oh, very well. I'll come down.” She hung up the receiver with a snap. In the botel lobby she was directed to- | Ward a very ragged, very woebegone young black on the rear porell, who at sight of her began to furble his hat and run his words togethef so excited- ly that she was forced to calm him, “Now, now! 1 can't understand a word. Who are you?" “H'Allan, mistress.” “You say some one is il1%” “Oh, yes, he is very hill hindeed, mis- tress—hall covered with blood and his poor 'ands hall cut.” “Who is it?" “Mr, h’Auntony”— “Anthony!" Mrs. ‘Cortlandt started. “What has happened? Quick!” Had she been less acquainted with the Caribbean dialects she.would have missed much of Allan's story. Rapid- ly she gathered the facts of the case, while her cheeks whitened and her eyes grew dark with indignation, “How did you get here?" she asked, “With my feet, mistress. Sometimes rode I on the train, but the train peo- ple are very common; they haddressed me rudely and threw me by the way- side.” “Couldn’t you telephone?" “I do not hunderstand ‘ow.” “Why didn't he notify me at once? If I had only known"— “Those "eartles$ Spiggoties would not hallow it. Oh, you will hassist the poor mon' Suy'it. Praise be to God, he is bleeding in the prison"— “Yes, yes, certainly." : “God bless you, good mistress. He told me to find you and present his re- cital.” *“Here, take this money and go back We may Now go! I'll be there ahead need you. of you.” She ran up the hotel stairs as if pursued. bursting in upon her hus- band impetuously: “Young Anthony is in jail in Colon.” she panted. *He's been locked up for three days, and they won’t let him out.” “The devil! You snld‘he'd gone back to New York. What is it about?" “I thought he had. They arrested him for some silly thing. and he's hurt.” She hurriedly recounted Allan’s story, adding, in conclusion, *“That black boy came all the way across the isthmus to tell us!" “I'll get the American consul by phone"— But Mrs. Cortlandt intorrupted.‘ “Weeks is a fool! He wouldn't do anything. Wait!" She stepped to the instrument and rang violently. *Give me Colonel Jolson's office, quickly. If he not there, find him. I don't care where he is find him; it is im- portant. This is Mrs. Cortlandt speak- ing.” “What do you Cortlandt. is mean to do?" said and, as near as T can learn, he practically stowed away on The officer’s eyes widened as he turned them upon his prisoner. “All | know is he stuck me for a lot I'll have to see that he gets fair treatment, 1 suppose, because he's THE EVENING TELEGRAM 'LAKELAND, FLA., MARCH 7, 1914. “Go to Colon at once. This is young | Alfarez’s doing—the whipper snapper —you must lay him out for this. How dare he!” “Better go carefully, Remember General Alfarez is his father.” “I understand. But we are bound to come to a breach sooner or later.” “I hardly think so. I believe we can bring him around all right—anyhow, I haven't lost hope. Anthony chose the worst possible time for this escapade. I suppose it will mean diplomatic difficulties and all that, and ence we lose old Alfarez”-- “We will lose him anyhow.” snapped the woman. *I've seen it coming, al- though you could not. I'll break Ramon for this.” *“Then you'll break us. Anthony is worth it?" “My dear Stephen, they nearly killed that poor boy. and I sha'n't allow it. Don Anibal Alfarez is not the only presidertial timber in the republic. If he breaks with us it will cost him dearly. You think he is friendly. but I know that deep down in his crafty old heart he despises all us Americans. The moment he dares, he'll turn against us.” Cortlandt’s frosty countenance show- ed signs of unusual agitation as he an- swered: “You're mad! You threaten to ruin everything. You understand per- fectly—there’s no use of my explain- ing. Let me call on him this afternoon He will instruct his son.” “No! He would procrastinate as usual. There would be the customary delays and excuses, and meanwhile Anthony would be in jail at Colon, They would have a defense all pre pared. Besides, if it’s to be a fight we must have all the weapons possible— and this affair may prove a good one. Anyhow. you mustn’t ask a favor of him at this time; e must ask, not you.” The telephone rang, and the speaker snatched the receiver from its hook. “Hello! Colonel Jolson, I'm very glad 1 caught you. This is Mrs, Cort- landt. Colonel Jolson, young Ramon Alfarez has arrested Kirk Anthony, of whom I spoke to you. They bave mal- treated him, as usual, and have hid- den him for three days. Yes, yves! 1 discovered it quite by accident \vhile' Mr. Cortlandt was downtown. O, this is serious, and I'm furious, * * * That will do no good; I have reasons for preferring to handle it myself, * * * Thank you for the compli- ment. We must go to Colon at once, and I thought you might give us a spe- clal.” There was a slight pause, then: “Good! That will do quite as well. In fifteen minutes. Thank you. Goodby.” Turning to her husband, she ex- Dlained swiftly: “The colonel’s auto- mobile will be waiting at the station in fifteen minutes. Are you ready?” “1 think you are going about this in the wrong way.” he said coldly. “When will you learn?"— She check- ed her crisp words at the flush that leaped to his cheeks. “I beg your par- don, Stephen. Please do as Colonel Jolson has done and trust me to man- age this affair.” He bowed and left her, saying, “I will have a coach waiting at the door.” Fifteen minutes later a gasoiine rail- road motorcar with two passengers in addition to its driver and flagman roll- ed out of the yards at Panama City and took the main line, running under orders like a special train, Do you think CHAPTER VIII. Spanish Law. ENOR RAMON ALFAREZ was considerably nonplused when his two distinguished visitors made known the na- ture of their errand. Cortlandt did most of the talking, his cold hauteur serving a good purpose and contrast- ing strongly with the suppressed ex- citement of his wife. “Pardon me, there is no necessity for delay,” he said, as the command- ant endeavored to formulate an ex- cuse. “I trust I need not insist upon seeing the prisoner?” He raised his brows with a stare of inquiry that caused the other to reply hastily: “Of a certainty not, senor.” “Then take us to him.” “l will spare your lady the painful 8ight of the prison house. The prison- er shall be feteh' with all dispatch.” “We will see him alone.” Again e commandant hesitated, while his bright eyes searched their faces with a sudden uneasy curiosity. “He is resis’ the officer by force an' be is injure'—oh, but only a leetle—it is not'ing. One is truly foolish for resis’ the policemans, yes?” He shook his dark head sadly. “I think we understand the circum- stances.” lnsteaq of ringing for an orderly the commandant excused himself, then. after a seemingly interminable delay, returned with Anthony and several policemen. At sight of his friends the young man made for them eagerly, crying: “Jove, I'm glad you came! I'd about given you up.” “Allan only found us today,” Mrs. Cortlandt replied. “Did he tell the truth? Have you been abused?" The young man turned a pair of smoldering eyes upon his enemies, He e T R R S LS looked ill and haggard, although, ex- cept for the wound half concealed be- neath his hair, he showed no marks, Then be held out his hands with a grim smile, and the woman uttered a low cry at what she saw. “They gave me another good beating Yesterday,” he said. e “While you were in jail? 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