The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 12, 1914, Page 8

SAAN Sees IN IINUI cc UMN OA INA i) IA Hi] Hi UN i Nt MIM ag nn wr THE SEATTLE STAR fi Wie on 0S) ; I it iii WHICH WILL BE HELD ||| MONDAY— TUESDA Y— WEDNESDA Y—SEPTEMBER Fi OURTEENTH— FIFTEENTH—SIXTEENTH THE BON MARCHE | “ats wi ati rR COME DOWN TOWN TONIGHT AND SEE THE BON MARCHE’S BEAUTIFUL WINDOW DISPLAYS A oe eer ee - Merchandise—Artistically Arranged— TheBon Marche’ s Autumn Fashion Display AUN al rail ie ‘Mandred, lives the life cf'a recluse for 1A years. Hargreave one night enters | dition by » party of fishermen. The = Broadway restaurant, face to face with the gang's Beaine. A there comes leader, writes @ letter to the girls’ school h Jersey where 1% years before he had mye- teriously left on the doo bab; daughter, Florence Gray. th ear of a daredev! Braine hers of his swand Hargreaves home at Breave was known to have drawn that day was gone. Then some one announced the balloon had been punctured and dropped | By bribing the captain of the Orient Norton lays = trap for Braine and his in proves Braine’s good luck and fall into the hands of the Pattee falling in thelr first attempt, the Binck Hundred trap Florence, They aak her for money, but she escapes, again foil- ing them. ‘Norton and the countess to co In motor ee drops the box inte atic wets fire to the pursuing Braine conerives the iden of giving » ich Florence in in fortunately on hand to sav m being —impri in country house to which she Is lured Florence goes horseback riding, and is men slong the her. They pair make thet the scheming to break the) x between Flor- tnvites them to faint in the ra in th moment, Kenton back his’ ring, ‘Accomplices of Beuine sncesed in kid- and as a result gives jorton re- es a wireless later him that the girl had leaped in and been drowned. Florence is picked up in = dased con- t hurry her off to sea. ree Biack Hundred locate her, inguised as hor father, suc er back to sem with him. mt Norton and Florence, safely ashore and with no longer any misunderstanding be- | tween them, take the train for hume, The train te wrecked, and waiting members of |the Black Hundred carry the injured | | Florence to ® deserted hut. Norton, who| tied to the railroad | Florence saves him, and finally Jones comes to the rescue of both. “THE ELUSIVE TREASURE BOX” (Copyright, 1914, by Harold MacGrath.) CHAPTER Xil. A dipsy-chanty, if you plehse; of sailormen in Jerseys and tarry caps, of rolling gaits, strong to- bacoo and diverse profanity; of cutters, and blunt-nose schooners, wid tramps, canvas and steam, £0 a8 supercargo, to the South seas; take the side streets of the ocean, and learn what it can do with hurricanes, typhoons, blister. ing calms, and men’s souls, There will be adventure enough then. If you are a weakling, elther you are! made strong, or you die An honest ship, but ran down at} the heel, rode at anchor tn the sound,.a fourth-rater of the hooker breed; that 1s, her principal line of business was hauling barges up and down the coast. could not pick up enough barges to make it pay, why, she'd go gal livanting down to Guba for bales| of tobacco or over to the Bermudas for the heaven smelling onion, To: day she was an onion shi precludes any idea of ad She was about 4,000 tons, and her Jengines were sternward and mot amidship. She carried two masts and a half dozen hoist booms, and the only visible sign of anything new on her was her bowsprit was new doubtless because she |had poked her nose too far into her last slip. some of them honest, som shady, and some of them pirates of the first water who did not find it necessary to hoist aloft the skull nd bones, The seas are with ¢ They remind the once prosperous merchant, down at the heel, the id streets, ashame eet those knew in the never hear them mentioned in the maritime news, which is the #o- clety column of the ships; you know of their existence only b: the bleached bones them, |strewn along the coast You who crave adventures on high seas, you purchase a ticket, a em you of run who slinks along of + | steamer chair, and a couple of pop-| ular novels, go on board to the » of a very indifferent brass |band, and belleve you are adven turing; when, as a matter of fact Fe are about to spend a dull week or fortnight on a water hotel where the most exciting thing 1s the bugle’s call to of them | dotted | Her crew was orderly and tract able. There were shore drunks, to | be sure, because they were sdilors; | but they were a peaceful lot with jal. At this moment they were at The about briskly, for they were on the point of sail ing for the Bahamas—perhaps for more onions. Presently the wind Ines or and shrilled, and the blobby links, much in need of tar paint, red as fish gills, clattere down into the bow, Sometim they painted the chain as it came * “i. mo over; "| was done only when the anchor| threatened to stay on the bottom. There was a sailor among the crew, and he went by the name of Steve Blossom; and he was one of his kind. A grimy dime novel pro. truded rakishly from his hip pock \ of and bia right quests was bAblion jas with the toothache, du prob ably, to a generous “chaw” of Sea- man's Delight. He was a real to- When she} which | ntifre, | ‘This | ; but paint was costly, and this | {and passive, he stood his watch in fair weather and foul. No one gave the anchor any more | attention after it came to rest. The | great city over the way was fairy. | ike in {ts haziness and transparity. } It was the poetry of ang’ of | shafts and spars of stone, and Steve Blossom, having a moment to him self, leaned against the rail and stared regretfully He had been | Senerously drunk the night before, and {t was a pleasant recollection Chance led his glance to trail down the cutwater, His neck stretched from his collar like a turtle’s from its shell. | “Well, I'll be hornsworgled!” he murmured, shifting his cud from starboard to port. Caught on the fluke of the anohor was the strangest looking box he had ever laid his eyes on. ‘The were leather and st diamond-shaped {vory and mother of-pearl, and {t hung jauntily on the point of the rusty fluke. Any. body would be glimpse such a droll fest of fate. |On the fluke of the old mudhook, by a hatr, you might say. wild sea yarns he had ever read or heard, there was nothing to match this Treasure! And Ste ¢ was destined never to | be passive again. His first impulse was to call his companions; his second impulse was to say nothing at all and walt for an opportunity to get the box to his bunk without being detected, Treasure! Din | monds and rubies, and pearls, and old Spanish gold—all hanging to the fluke of the anchor. | “Hornewoggled!" in a kind of awosome whisper this time, An’ we ahoadin’ for th’ Bahamas!” For under his feet he could hear the rhythm of the engines. “What'll |T do? If I leave t% some one else'll | 8ee hi plexedly; and the cud went back to | starboard, “I got it!” | He took off his cuat and carefully meals or the|baeco chewer, for he rarely spat. |dropped it down over the mysterious discovery of a card sharp In the|He was as peaceful as a backwater| box. It was growing darker and maping Florence while she is shopping Smoking room, Take @ real ship, bay in summer; non-argumentative darker all the time, and shortly bands and! hornswoggled to| Tn all the} He scratched his chin per-| Who ts this The woman gr as anke He you are I had to pleture patrols riding night with bullets ¢ PLAYWRIGHT KILLED A BOY =< walled Three holes and t the hould by “on to myself Ger through treachere their hel iree men to a hie the ved mar about ned t and I gave pra ‘od in his blue LONDON, Sept kar 12,—Paul Ow blow play v7 now @ captain of the re Hoscker, “ine the old m wright, serve, in a letter to the Bertin my men Qui GERMAN FORCE Lokal Anzeiger, under date of , march!’ I answered. August 24, describes the execu tion of a youthful Beigian sniper by soldiers under his command while the boy’s family were on their knees praying for mercy for him. Hoxcker, with a squad of soldiers, entered a Belgian home at Jung busch and demanded that the fam ily give up all arms | “A youth was dragged from the jetraw in the loft, armed with a Belgian rifle, with which he apparently Ween firing at many et German Howck LONDOD man army of food,” ways the ( dent of the Dally Chronicle. “Ghent has been unable to feed tue arn and from 40,000 to 60,000 1 now pushing {nto West Flanders where the harvest is said to have xoepti Bept. 12.—"The is in dire straits for na lo [ha jan | | neither visible | Treasure 8 nay coat nor ancnc r the for without ¢ greed, cuy only the mp followers. i them? pies eight? Ho his supper with his mess mates, and he ate heartily as usual. It would jaken more vital than mere dist Ste He was one a whe would be scrutiny ity, crime. treasure and What did doubloons and His mates, those who were doing ther , Were all in thelr bunks, An ofl lamp dimly tiluminated the for ward partition, Steve's bunk was almost in darkness. d back the bedding ae cre the box under his pillows. and then stretched himself out with the ense of spoozing till the led him to duty He was rich; and the moment a man money he has trouble there is always some one who wan © it away from you. His bunk was on the port side, and there was f hiding spac and the wooden parti intended to loosen three and then when the siip the box behind made say wate not its they 08-0 and ate have ‘ rb has P the same ate he planned, In , he would buy that ord; then he would Gilson house and live If he wanted a drink, would have t aid be to turn the spigot or tip a bottle and than that, he'd have a bartender to do it Onion: He swore he would not have an onion hin a mile of the Gilson hou Quite onsciously word ud Huh? Well, if y ontons, find a hooker that packs violets in her hold,” was the cheer |ful advice of the man at 8 elbow | _ “Who's talkin’ Steve lo} ‘the first pl Thome at Bt take over th like a jail } or four plank Ume came, them. ing the forecastie would be empty, and then would be his time. But he suffered the agont damnation during his four hours’ watch. Supposing some fool should aging about bh bunk and ? Suppose dared not suppose. was nothing to do but walt c ted any | of his * ho was lost. Hewould grunted | have to divide with them all, from the captain down to the cook's boy. | Onions, ,o lubber! Don't we/It was a heartrending thought. know what onions is? Ain't we| From being the most open and smelt ‘em so long that ye could stick | frank man aboard, he became the yer nose in th’ starboard light an'| most cunning. From being a man never smell no kerosene? Onions! | without enemies, he saw an enemy even in his shadow At 4 ck he slept Hike a log. In the morning he found his op- portunity. For half an hour the forecastic was empty of all save himself. Feverishly he pried back |ually than cotton rope and hemp) the boards, found the brace beams, splice. Sailors are moody and @i-|and gently laid the box there. It perstitious; at least they rally| was @ mighty curious looking box. jare on hookers of the “Captain| Once he had stoked up the Chinese Manners” breed. Steve was super-| coast from the Philippines and he stitious and Jim Dunkers was moody | Judged {t to be Chinese tn origin nd had no thumb on his left hand. | He tried to pry open the cover and | Steve hated the sight of that red|feast his eyes upon the treasure; nubbin. He was quite certain that | but under the leather and {vory and it had been a whole thumb once, on|mother of pearl was impervious the way to gouge out somebody's| steel. It would take an ax or a | eye, and had Inwavertently connect-|¢rowbar to stir that id. He siched. |ed with somebody's teeth. . _|He replaced the boards, and be- | . Spanish doubloons and pearls and| came to all appearances his stolid |diamonds and rubles! It was/ self again. mighty hard not to say these words| But all the way down to the Ba- | out loud, too; blare them {nto the| hamas he was moody, and when he |sullen faces grouped about the answered any question ft was with jtable, He was off watch till mid-| words spoken testly and jerkily. |night; and he was wondering {f he| “I know whut's th’ matter,” said could get the box without attracting | Dunkers, “Ho's in love. the attention of the lookout, who| “Shut your mouth!” |had a devilish keen eye for every-| “Didn't I tell yuh?” laughed the |thing that stirred on deck or on|tantalizer, dancing toward the com- water. Well, he would have to risk | pantonway. “Steve's in love, 'r h it; but he wouid walt till full dark-| didn’t git drunk enough on shore t | ness had fallen over the sea and| satisfy his whale’s belly! | the lookout would be compelled to| A boot thudded spitefully against keep his eyes off the deck. The|the door jamb. boys wanted him to play cards. “You fellahs let me alone, Not for me. Busted. How long| bash in a couple o’ heads! a’ y' think $40 "ll Inst in New York,| “O, yuh will, will yuh?” anyhow?" And ho stalked out of/Dunkers from the deck. “If yeh the forecastle and went down {nto| want a little exercise, yuh can be- the waist to enjoy his evening pipe,|gin on me, yuh moonsick swab! all the while keeping a weather eye| What's th’ matter with yuh, any- forward at the ratty old pilot|/how? Where'd yuh git this grouc! house. | Whut've we done t’ yuh? Huh? It was 10 o'clock, land time, when| “You keep out o' my way, that's he rammed his cutty into a pocket/ all. I'm mindin’ my watches, an‘ |and resolutely walked forward. If|don’t ask no odds of you duffers, anyone watched him they would| What if I have a grouch? Is it any | think he was only looking down the|o’ your blame business? All right Joutwater. The thought of money | When we go ashore at th’ Bahams, | and the pleasures it will buy makes | Mister Jim Dunkers, I'll tear the | cunning the stupidest of dolts; and | ropes out o' your pulley blocks, But Steve was ordinarily a doit, But|till we git there, you t’ th’ upper tonight his brain was keen enough | bunk an’ me t' mine.” for all purposes, It was a hazard-|' “Leave th’ ol’ grouch alone, Jim. ous job to get the box off the fluke| Th’ mate won't stand for no scrap- | without letting it slip back {nto the| pin’ aboard. We'll have th’ thing |nea. Steve, however, accomplished |done right tn th’ custom sheds. the feat, climbed back on the rail| We'll have a finish fight, and sat down, waiting. A quarter| berry rules, an’ may th’ jof an hour passed. No one had | win.” seen him. With his coat securely| “I'm willin’,” said Jim | wrapped about his precious find he| “So'm I,” agreed Steve. lord more ne| spoke this a don’t like ‘ There If he you a’ did I say? Steve bi olf first. The turned in and man who # bunked over him and they were not on the best of| |terms. There was no real reason for this frank antagonism; simply, they dié not splice any more effect rr But his How to Win $10, 000 118 te the, 19th chapter "by ry ‘tie in ‘The Seattle st pany. int thentre. n the screen mt the € MacGrath ts Ly great novel, “The Million Dollar oh ine ‘The Star, and you see authors, TO WIN 'T won by the man, woman or child who te f the mystery, from which the chapters of the story written by 1 Solutions may be sent to the ‘Than m corporation, elther or New York, any time up to midnight, December 14, bear posto ter than that date, ance the st chapter in published tn which of the m a Mterary jarold MacGrath, Lloyd Lonergan, author hy w nd other interesting features. © than 100 words long, in connection with the of the millionatret ‘of the #1,000,000t tenat rectly with “The Million fant. ody connected eliher directly or tn: Douar Mystery” will be considered as a toute: Very deftly he | between the) Some time during the morn-| curiosity on the part! erled | Queens: | best man/ NEW PICTURE OF CHANCELLOR OF GERMAN NATION GOING HUNGRY} Dr. Von Bethmann-Hollweg s| reported to have resigned after a tiff with the kaiser, who, it is said, | blamed him for failure of some of ‘Germany's diplomatic plan intentions were not honorable. He proposed to desert before any fight Not that he was phys no; he wanted to dig into those doubloous eight feally afraid; r6-of passed other paint pots meals a potatoes The winds and the men went s , amid and thre onion #0! and tron rust day of pork and strong, bitter coffee became light sea blue and gex about in their undershirts and dun & barefooted. Of course the coming fight was the main topic ¢ conversation. It promised to be | rattling good scrap, for both men | Wei ja “k in either hand |captain took a mild inte in the affair. He wns an old rr | knew that there was no such word 4s arbitration in a sailor's vocabu en the only “ cal loused fists W the some Steve it and hang it over the the Gilson house) sith into the smiling waters of the bi manner, by his (and to buy old mudhook was going Steve concluded that discretion was | | the better part of valor. He would steal ashore on the quarantine tug which lay alongside. He was will- ing to fight under ordinary cireum- }@tances, but he must get his treas- ure in safety first. They could call |him a welcher if they wanted to; devil a bit did he care. So he pried back the boards of his bunk wall, took out the box, eyed it fondly, and noted for the first time the le’ tering on it: STANLEY HARGREAVE. He wrinkled his brow in the ef- fort to recall a pirate by this name, but was unsuccessful. No matter. He hugged the box under his coat and made for the gangway, and in- advertently ran into his enemy. peeping out from under the coat. “What ‘a’ yuh got there?” he de- manded truculently “None o’ your damn_ business! You lemme by; hear me?” “Ain't none o’ my business, huh? Steal it? By cripes, I'm going t’ | have a look at that box, my hearty, |It don’t «mel! like honest onions.” “You lemme by!” breathed Steve, with murder in his heart. Suddenly the two men closed, surged back and forth, one deter- mined to take and the other to hold |this mysterious box. Dunkers struggled to uphold his word; not that he really wanted the box but to prove that he was strong enough to take it if he wanted to.. The name on the box flashed and Aisap- peared. It was a kind of shock to him. He and Blossom went batter- | {ng against the rail. Dunkers’ grip| | slipped and 60 did Blossom’ The| pulted into the sea. With an agoniz- jing cry, Blossom leaned far over. | He saw the box oscillate for a mo- ment, then sink gracefully in a zig. | zag course, down through the blue waters. Fainter and fainter it grew, and at last vanished, “I'm sorry, Steve, but wouldn't let me look at it,” Dunkers, contritely “Damn you; I'm goin’ t’ for that!” It became a real fight this time, fist and foot, tooth and nail; one |mad with the lust to kill and the other desperately intent on living It was one of those contests in which honor and fair play have no} |part. But for the timely arrival of |the captain and some of tha.crew Dunkers would have been badly in jured, perhaps fatally. They hauled | back Blossom, roaring out his oaths | at the top of his lungs. It took half an hour's arguing to calm him down Then the captain demanded to | know what !t was all about. And }blubbering, Steve told him | “Six hundred feet of water, if I've | got my reckoning right. The anchor lies in sixty feet, but the starboard |side drops sheer six hundred, You swab! Why didn’t you bring the |box to me? A man has a right to | what he finds. I'd have taken care Jot tt for you till we got back to port. I know; you were greedy; you thought I might want to stick my fist into your treasure, And you'll never find it in 600 feet of water and tangled, porous coral That's what you get for being blamed hog. As for you,” and the captain turned to Dur your dunnage and your pay and hunt for another boat, I won't have |no murder on board ‘Captain Man- |ners.’ And the sooner you go, the | better.” | “Pll go, str,” sald Dunkers, read |fly enough. Had the misfortune happened to him and had Blossom been the aggressor, he would want his life, He understood, Like the valet in “Olivette,""{t was the time for disappearing. “An’ keep out o’ my yet,” growled, Blossom |” “Keep your mouth shut,” said the mate, “or I'll have you put fn frons, | you pig!” “All right, |gotn’ t’ say strode off, “What was the box Ike?” asked the captain of Dunkers “Chinese contraption, sir; |wise it looked that way to Didn't look as if it'd been in th’ water long, sir, Somethin’ lost overboard by some private yacht, t my thinkin’, I'll keep out 0’ Steve’ way, I'll lay low on shore, sir And though Steve made a per- yuh sald kill y’ Tl git sir, I’ t'day; e said all I'm and Blossom least me. nly matched, and both had | 4 He! Dunkers caught « bit of the box/ Where'd yuh git a box like that?/ result was that the box was cata-| al “get | ALL PERIL OF PARIS SIEGE HAS PASSED LO DX Paris will lene by the of whom ¥ ‘eal ery am- most of the wiped Germans the main captured fa mesenge Telegraph dent the a German intercepted, need okt states? alltey been He the came box the voyage home he broc inually, freques 1 cor 1 about the ught to. had instantly Dunkers’ mind the newspaper stories he had recently read. There was no doubt in the world that this box belonged to the missing millionaire, who had drawn r lion from his banks and van- ished; and, moreover, there was no doubt in Dunkers' mind that this million lay in the Bahaman waters, It had been drawn up from the bot+ tom of the sound, under the path of the balloon. He proceeded, then, to take a most minute ran It whould require money and partners; but half a loaf would be far better than no loaf at all; and he was de termined to return to New York to find backing. Finding ts keeping, on land or sea. Now, it happened that his favorite grog shop was a cheap saloon across |the way from the headquarters of | the Black Hundred, and Vroon occa | sionally dropped in, for he often | picked up a valuable bit of maritime |news. Dunkers was an old friend of |the barkeeper, and he proceeded to jpour and guzzle down his throat | ery poor substitute for whisky. He became communicative. He brag ged. He knew where there was million, and all he needed was 1 | first-class diving bell. A year from now be would not be drinking cheap |whisky; he'd be steering a course up and down Broadway and buying wine when he was thirsty. He was no miser. But he had to have a div- ing bell; and where the blue devil could he get one with $12 and an In- | gersoll watch In my pocket?” From his table Vroon made a sign |which the bartender understood, Then he rose and approached Dun kers. “Lown a pretty good diving appar- atus,” he sald. “If you've got the goods, I'll take a chance on a 50-50 basis." Vroon did not believe there was anything back of this talk, but it always paid to dig deep enough to find out. “Have a drink; Bill, give us a real whisky, and none of your soap-lye. Now, let's hear your yarn.” “I don’t know yuh,” sald Dunkers, with drunken caution. “How is it, Bill?” turning to the bartender. “He's the goods, Jim. You've heard of Wyant & Co. “Sure, I've heard o' them. Best divin’ app'ratus they 4 “Well, this gent here is Mr. Brooks, general manager for Wyant &Co. I can O. K, him.” Vroon threw an appreciatt glance at the bartender. He was | not affiliated with the Black Hun- dred, but he had often aided Vroon |in minor affairs. : | “All right, If yuh say so, Bill. Well, here's th’ yarn.” And when he had done, Vroon | smoked quietly, without speaking. “Don’t yuh believe it?” demanded Dunkers, truculently. “But 600 feet of water, in a coral bottom, and no way of telling just where {t fell overboard. That tough proposition. “Oh, it is, is it? I'm a sailor, I can lay my hand right over th’ spot, |Do yuh think I'd be fool enough t hunt for it without a perfect range?” Dunkers tapped his coat pocket sug- gestively And Vroon knew that the one thing he wanted was there, a plan ora drawing of the range. So there was another man shanghaied that night, and his destination was Cape Town, 22 days’ voyage by the calen- dar. Vroon carried his information to the organization that same night. They would start the expedition at once, and till this was accomplished, | Hargreave's daughter was to be im- |mune from attacks. Besidgs, It | would give Hargreave (wherever he was) and the others the idea that the Black Hundred had concluded to give up the chase | Above, with his ear to a smal hole, skillfully bored through celling without permitting the pl to fall, knelt a man with a ban aged arm, He could never see any aces; no one ever took off a mask in this sinister chamber. But there | were voices, and he was never going to forget some of them, After the meeting came to an end, he waited Jan hour, and then stole down into | tho street by the aid of the fire es- cape. Later he entered a telephone booth and called up Jones, Then, one leathern and steel box, dotted with bits of {vory and moth- erof-pearl, became two; and the second one was soaked {n mud ane salt water for two weeks, till you could not have told it from the or! inal, And that is why Jones was able, some weeks later, to hide once more the original box, As for the substitute, just as Braine was about to use & mallet and chisel upon it, the lights went out. There was & wild seramble, a chair or two was overturned ne door, | Braine, furious, It slammed the moment the word! left his lips. As suddenly as th had gone out, the lights sprang WD. The box was gone. There were é¥l- dently traitors among the Black Hundred (To Be Continued.) Blosuor name Hargr brought back to the door!” shouted