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ES one The Evening he Devil’s Admiral World Daily Magazine, Wednesday. November 10, Such Is Life! « = ‘Tidin, & By Maurice Ketten THE MAN-EATER www aa — = . } DON'T Conn tae Oe S Sood a teen te Ferret tare) | MeAR ME / BURROUGHS Adventures Aboard a Treasure Ship \ ‘<n ( bas n ~ aspen ten ern ns AT ‘You You “ie ; / B Fro ick F ina ber Four! Good man ne feht Mam. @l6” Teeld We cant give ap tke 1 debated Se i Rebels sibs \5 a ten (his, oven if we are trapped. 108 emse i. 3s Bu hee! we eeTrenen & eng) TE te Dereter Peer & Oe Geog own the letder agete 1) CS y, i, end , nant bi als ps — eee orkores OF PRE Pteee CRAPTERE «© crouched tm & corner, for 1 wae eure! ~ ‘ by ite beet @ the wt * that the racket below would act | CX nines ah = halk eae> an the attention of Rigar end Harts, and] un t, but f held that they Gould | 0 1 could Yor a minuig abs somite her When seer Geen GEER one bad broken into the storeroos ; me me containing the mysterious car ‘ essa ‘ gad “se me th Hut what ie there to jot im thie sed my ears from the] momen encegh ta the Orient, bite tall amv of the mapetariion Gm ond of (he passage, and 0 heard! \ ey ebiet i ter ». hen te we the tin Petrak yell te bis fretful, whining| V eoen, hissing, ane f fol oo of hin bud betel BS Covane e of bie wie " 1 Hof i oe = fumbled for bis kris, | found it, and Ie Det me that Jost her, Ged dow ! Ste my bleedin’ : jthen patted bis head as he still jay he welled, “bul thats whet repos rgd te 4 * n the deck, and he patted my rnere will oa, and he's, what CHAPTER coe bes -_ — jhend in ture and kineed Ht; and then a ees ~* ~ - - « wore whe pdt Dry wp sbout the pew,” seid a it s Nol NY (Ge 7 \ © vers | gave him his biade, at which be Comes ul. ‘igus guns, and hie ohip voles “Lmeky for ye tte not yer cr WAY ' | mn se Treasure! neck in a rope, Can't break the chain, FAULT THAT ( OR TL o— ) + ¥ _ . i ad whi you know y - " + truce pate hi _ Ata aidn't I see the Fiy- can J, ‘thout givin’ ye a twist, ye fool! OnE oe CONMITA ‘ 6%» > es 6 Rane Hen) ee ie ing Dutchman off the mere it je now—right aft and on Su MURDER (cj wight see me, and by sign-language cape With my own eye® Geck Ned, and follow me « ' WAS BEATEN od to make him undorstand that ape © me! We'll hen T wae serond IM ie ‘ew off right enough when ye eit the brig Peerless? Ye ’ nhove decks What tt w e thar ain't no Flying Aiopere are clon ane ae men, and ri ye can't make m® something rushed toward me in the} in THe EAST we whould ge Thirkle and the - —— kk and search for ore Hefore we bud finisked our silent ariey I heard « noise at the seuttle, Mer F A apte “You say there te sold!” he almost shouted at ‘Cheats of guid coin, & dozen or Thave woat they're afer, and ‘ , thea it { that’s what they'll get, ond that’ tno Devil and then Itiggs whispered Majat yi wel ol vale pa tiein tehé come inns ekeer cove dark, and again I heard the musical | aden ajan what it Ie ail about~Trege and all out both by rest of ai" " ' i] ni rT o N ° ” om, O06 dome me for a bine tInkle that made me think of chain Hofore I made any sound Rajah had "Hut the gold=-why should they an if I don't believe in armor, I p do my body againet ' 1a wignat to him, and t heard “PR 8 Much guld in this manner?” the boarding to be clear of the ladder, him coming down, Rajah scratched For the ty wians,” bh 1 Ri, ) nt , : , peng igh Trego's Devil's Admirar “4 In ide out the Seure of & man, \my hand and felt for the match box make out ise crouched down and feeling hig way in any ket, and as Capt. Riggs S)£® Writing is that it is going to along the passage. He stumbled up reached f sompanion I &, iekong to buy coal for the Baltic “You're full of hashish! You heen the Inddor, and then I heard Petrak struck a match ale Gr th they were going to : lately with your head, Mr, ClO"? behind him, panting and cure- face betwoon It do. the busines theres" batt tae tng, and the broken chains on his “Good Lordi” of the tonmnpe-caniinesotae “Go slow and rit ‘em one at a tine when It's convenient, ao they won't " If ye go after the t once I'll bet ye have a nds. Grab one and then other #0 ye'll git ‘em separate: and keep ‘em separate, they ean’ talk it over, or ye'll have a peck of trouble on yer hands.” “T don't see any other way out of pit.” maid Ki suppose the best ‘thing to do ts to go up and take tra parson. His room being next to Mr. ‘Trephoim's, the two of ‘ew will know what's going on, but" we don't care. Taen wo'l! take Buckrow and Long ai? I guessed yo'd see it that way eap'n, I'm willin’ to stand joune watches and take the wheel nyselt, and, with the Dutch second mate doin’ the same, we'll manage to ret the old packet to port right enough.” “We'll go right up," said Capt Riggs, and they came out of tbe #torervom. “Who's that?" cried Harris sud- denly, and 1 was sure be bad seen me crouching against the bulkhead, I was about to surrender myself and explain my presence below when 1 heard the patter of feet and some- body bounded up the ladder and crashed into a ventilator as he gained my hat!" said Harris, “I've got the it dropped out.” He jocked the door and they bhur- rled down the passage, Kiggs telling Rajah to “get him,” and then I heard hem running forward toward the orecastle as they got on deck. Iran for the ladder as best I could, glad of the chance to get out of the Dlack hole and wondering who could have been down there with me, upon something which slipped and IT went down prawling, sure that I had gashed for I had felt a sharp edge (aa T fell. I found that my stocking was not cut, and was getiing to my feet when my hand came in tact with the object which had me. ad stepped upon a large shell x. CHAPTER VI. A Fight in the Dark. AZED for a minute by the discovery that Meeker had been lurking in the passage while I was Hstening to Capt. Riggs and Harris in the store- room I leaned against the crucifix, wondering how near Meeker had come to making an end of me. The fact that he was between mo and the companionway was proof enough that he had come after I had taken my position at the keyhole of the storeroom, but if I was inclined to make theories and draw conclu- pions about Meeker there were other going on to distract my atten- jon. ‘There was much shouting and run- ing on deck, and, before going up, 1 stened in the hopes of learning what was taking place, but the roar of the hands raaping along the bulkhead “Wait for me, can't ye? Bucky, walt for me! Stop a bit and give mo @ hand up"— “Oh, come along and stow the gab,” called Buckrow from the head of the companion, but in suppressed tones, “Keep yer lip shut, tho afterguards are on deck here and I don't know Where Thirkle is. Slip along and give us @ band w a «Knife or a gun, Looks like we'll settle the business quick now.” Petrak went up the ladder, his prog- reas over each fron step plain to me by the jingle of the chains dangling from his wrists, and before I bad settled in my mind what had hap- pened the pair of them were gone. Buckrow had rescued the little red- headed man from the ship's brig. T crawled up the ladder, stil! hold- Ing the crucifix, for it was the only thing in the form of a weapon I pos- | sessed, and the manner in which 1! gripped it improvised it into a hilted! dagger, although I remember keeping ! it more for evidence against Meeker than for any other purpose. If the sly rascal wag still making a fool of Riggs, or denied that he had been below, I felt that his crucifix would be proof against him which he could not deny. When I emerged from the hood of the compantonway I found a high wind was drenching the deck with spray and everything was black and wet and slippery, Thrusting my hands before me into the darkness, I stumbled toward the ladder, As I was about to grasp itl encountered a wet jacket, and the next instant I found myself gripped in ® pair of arms. The fingers of m y enemy shut on the leht fabric of my pajama-jacket. I struck at him with the point of the crucifix and landed a glancing blow in his face, for the knuckles of my hand brushed his jaw, The sharp edge must have cut him, for he uttered a stifled groan, and as he recoiled from me, partly from my blow and partly as the result of a deep roll of the vessel, I wriggied out of my jacket and ran forward, I reacbed the break of the fore- castle head, but did not go Into the bows, because I knew I could not hope to escape from them if I did not keep open some means of retreat, I halted at the closed scuttle of the forecastle, for there I could have my choice of getting aft again along elther rail. I clung to tl» wooden hood, naked to the waist, and swept y by the spindrift from the continu: seas which met the vessel, As my eyes grew more accustomed to the darkness I sould distinguish the outlines of the machinery on deck, the foremast and the companionway forward of the superstructure. I could make out the brides and the funnel well enough to see a figure moving over the rim of the storm- CHILLY FOR ME HERE , 1AM GOING TO THE Movies had seen the flash, checked the sound, On top of this came @ ripping, rend- ing noise and the figure of a man swung to the lower deck, carrying with him a portion of the storm-apron, which volleyed in the wind for a min- ute and then was swept away as be let go of it. “There they for the wind " bellowed Harris, “Come on, cap'n, we'll get the nounds now," and he Jed the captain down the bridge ladder, Riggs still carrying the which swung crazily as 06 three steps at a time, “Were be ye, volee which I knew to be that of “Wrere be ye, I s'y! Missed ‘im dead. missed ‘im, ye fool. Jolly nice meas ye made of It! be ye, Bucky?” “shut yer bloomin’ face,” growled “What if 1 did miss him? It was you that spoiled my aim, fail- ing against the lashings as ye did, so the blasted thing carried away with me and like to mashed my nead, What, with a fall like that. my gun, too, and iv's broke or jam~ ikewise I couldn't ‘elp it,” “Caught my blasted foot in w lashin'—rotten sail cloth, that, Make a stand of It ‘ere as they come on an’ we'll git the two of ‘em, Bucky.” “My gun is jamme 4, 1 say,” sald “Come on below for now and find Thirkle and Red, We'll get another guD.” ‘They were coming to 74 the time, and behind them were “apt. 1 with bis lantern, and Har rig, uttering terrible thi ward me all reats of VeD- at cussed Mght away,” “phrow It away, CaD'4y dive beneath the hood of the scuttle, dust as I thrust my body against the openlas, His shoulder caught me in the stomach and my bead and feet flew out and we grabbed each other and went tumbling down the old wooden companion together and rolled into the black forecastle. “Blime ine, | ti®ught ye was down afore me, Bucky,” gasped Long Jim, recovering himself and stumbling over me. I rolled t one side and Sound myself under a bunk. ‘I was down," sald Buckrow, “What ye trying to do~make a Punch and Judy show of yerself? Ye come down like a lubberly farmer, and then blame it on me, What made ye tumble like that?” “I thought ye was down.” “lL was down—well clear of ye and waiting for ye.” “Then how come ye under my bleedin’ feet. Mind yer eye now, or the two of ‘em'll be down on us. That m a bad un, I tell ye, Bucky— b the mate in the Southern Cross, No end of trouble with him, if ye remember as I do.” “Aw, stow the gab," whispered Buckrow. “We're wodking now, Mind what yer about. I've got ther gun from Thirk: “Thirkle here asked Long Jim, “Were be ye, Thirkle?” “Standing by," was the whispered reply. “Shoot if they come down, but keep etill a minute, Fire up before they have a chance to drop on you, and stand clear, with the gun around the bulkhead at that side, while I let go at them from this side.” “Don't say a word, but jet him have it when he gets well down,” whis- pered the man who had been ad- dressed as Thirkle, which mystified 6. “Ye stabbed the Dutchman, ye mur- erin’ hound!" ald Harris, “Ye know what | want ye for well enough, and if ye don’t come up I'll see that Jim_and Petrak swing with ye. “Give him a dirty Insult, Bucky,” whispered Thirkle, "Gi it to hin hard or the old master will argue him out of coming down.” “Come down, ye swine! Come down, ye low born coward, and take me if ye can, That's what | say to ye. me, Buckrow, foremast hand, t '§ last, and Ww WAIT, 1AM GOING 5 WITH You fs Vo 25 ah was Ulumined by a flasb and Buck. row's pistol boomed, and then @ sec ond flash on the other side of thi forecasie showed me (he face of the Rev, Luther Meeker at the entrance to the forecasuie behind a pistol which had sent a second bullet at the mate, And the Key, Luther Meeker was tho man who had been addressed us Thirkle, and who seemed to be in command of the others, Something rolled into the smoke- Jaden bole 4nd sprawied on the planks , and I could bear it gasping near me, and ¢ “La coat! oking. go my coat, cap'n, Leggo my said the form, and L knew it was Harris wounded to death. In a i, and then the minute he was ittlo above rattle peremptorily. ris “We got him all Buckrow. ‘That settles Mr, Matey, well and good. Hey, Thirkle?”* ood elean job," replied ‘Thirkle, od,"clean Job, Bucky, and amart as could be the way drew him down, See what you ean do with tho skipper now.” “Anything wrong, Mr. Harris? called the captain from the scuttle, Good Lord! ain't [ to have no of- ficers? What's to become of my ship with such @ crew aboard me? Sally Ann! Sally Ann!” “Come on down, cap'n,” sald a voice startlingly like Harris's, It was Meeker, or Thirkle, as his men called him, imitating the high-pitched nasal twang of the dead mate, " Harris?” crted Rigas What's the matter Mr, hopefully. Harris?” “1 hurt myself, cap'n, Come on down,” pleaded Thirkle in a con strained e like a man in pain, “Ef done for Buckrow, but I hurt my ribs, Why don't ye come down? I can't navigate this way—I'm hurt.” “Who was my mate in the Jennie Le femanded Riggs. ‘Tell me that, Mr. Harris, and I'll come down, and ‘not before ¢ to go up and get him,” Thirkle, “He's too wise an 1 crab to be caught that way mi take the lead, Bucky, and Long Jim. @ Rot the ship, We can Be ye burt, Mr. Har- ht,” whispered The three of them sneaked up the companionway, CHAPTER VII. The ‘Admiral. Ri several minutes I listened breathlessly, «waiting for some sound which would In- dicate that Capt, Riggs bad been killed or captured by the three who had gone up the com- panionway after him, But when I heard no ery or shot, or sounds of @ struggle, 1 began to formulate plans for getting back to my room or find- ing the captain and begging jim to let me help him fight against Thirkle and bis men, 1 struck several matches at inte: vals, waiting between lights to make sure that no one had seen the flashes from the upper deck, If Harris had had pistols bis murderers must have taken them, I did find a dozen or more cartridges of heavy calibre loose in the side-pocket of his coat, but those and the matches were all that resulted from my ghoulish work, In the brief illuminations of the forecastie I had seen clothing of the crew hanging from nails, and 1 dressed myself in lght-blue nankeen frock and trousers which had be- longed to a Chinese sailor, for the jacket buttoned In the back and smelled strongly of oplum, as did the whole forecastie. Making @ hasty search in the dark, I found a broken knife and an iron be broken within a couple of inches of the handle, but diagonally from the point, so that It presented an end that might be dangerous at ‘lose quarters, ‘Then some one came creeping down backed toward the companion, holding up his hands in terror as he thought I had captured Rajal “Captain,” | called aa the mateh went out, “it's ‘Trenholm, ready to fight with you. I'm not with that murdering crew, 1 didn't kil Trego. Don't be a fool, but give me a chance to help you.” “Didn't kill Trego!” he aatd amazed, “1 know you didnt kill Trego, but you had the red chap do it for you." “No, I didn't. The money I gave that little devil was for bringing my bag on board, and he told you that I paid him for Killing ‘Trego so that Meeker or Thirkie, would get me out of the way, I tell you that I am not with that gang, Give me @ gun, and Vil help you in this Sight.” “Who's that dead man on the deck?” ho asked, “How come you down here?” ying-pin, The knife-blade was } That's Harris, Thirkle and Buck- row killed him.” “phirkle! ‘There's no Thirkle aboard here. Thirkle! Why, that's*—— “Thirkle,” I said, “is the Rev. Luther Mecker. He is the head of the whole gang. “Then poor Harris was right,” he moaned, feeling for a chest and sitting down, upon it, “Harris was right.” I could hear despair in his votce—he was, master no longer, but a broken, dispirited old man. “Cheer up, captain, we'll beat them yet,” I sald cheerily I could. “We're lost ho moaned, “Light the slush lamp—they won't bother us now.” “Hut lot's get on deck and give them a fight,” I said, “It won't do any good ty stay down here"— ‘The board at the scuttle rattled and we listened, I stooped and groped for the belaying pin. “They got below,” growled Buck- row. After a minute he slammed the scuttlo-board shut, and we heard a beavy, thumping sound and the clanking of a chain, “We're lost!" moaned Riggs. “They are making the scuttle fast with rail chains. All hands lost, and the Lord have mercy on us! Light the slush- lamp, Mr, ‘Trenholm—we're dead Vhat is thelr game?” I asked, in doubt as to the meaning of what he said @bout the rail-chaina, although 1 was dismayed by the ominous sounds at the scuttle and knew that we must be prisoners in the fore- castle, “There is no escape from here," sald Riggs. “They hold the ship pow, and they'll scuttle her before day comes.” I struck a match and lit the swing- a nh made @ dismal, ded to th or and th vf smells thade the forecast of torture, Hut the light wa ung, and Kajah crept to his master's side and clung to bis arm, the be ‘s mouth open and lis eyes full of au stlonas. “So they. got poor Harris,” sid Stil sitting on the chest and Hritieh, and they fe do business out of Hongkong, | su; bone, because the Japanese could keep clowe watch of suspicious Vessels mak- ing Manila a port of call. ‘Yo see, all the banks out here are full of plew—Chinese clerks and all nds~and they are watehing day hight. The masters of the col- ras and the blockade runners inte Port Arthur won't take checks or other money—they want it slap dow! {n solld gold before they will sail, and pls & ad to be landed in Hong- “The Japs might send a co crulsera for it if they “ipod tt openly, ao they try to aneak it through like this, and with all their hid and lyin, id sneaking there a leak somewhere, and these fine el aboard ua hi San we en Ines to git it—and nd it easier to ting, captain,” T watd, “Did ‘ . Admiral Mr, Treanelaye *) Devils are did, Who ts the gentie- T never believed tn th» stort €h seit, but Harris did; and Row T am sure that he is right. Two yeors ago a ship left Singapore for Bombay, and never was heard from until her chronometer turned up in Swatow or somewhere, A Portuguese had them in @ pawnshop, and he sald he bought them from a chink for seven Mex They never found the chink: ere was tho ship's name, or the captain's name written in the caso with a pencil, “Then last year the steamer La- wasp! Manila for Hongkong with cattle and Christmas goods and pas- sengers, and never was heard from. Some said she went out to run the blockade before Port Arthur, and the Japs sunk her, but the others sald the Devil's Admiral got her; and then the stories began, and when a ship was overdue or never heard from, people began to say the Devil's Ad- miral bad her asia “Rut who In he, captain’ That's tt, Mr. Trenholm. Nobody leaves a man alive Some say he'y a big chink, some say he's a big black man from ‘the African coast who was mate in a whaler, somo say he was an officer in the British navy. “They found a man dying from starvation and wounds In a boat that rot away from him, and the poor chap told a crazy story that they couldn't make head or tall of, and be died before he told enough to Delp any, but he sald it was the Admiral and his erew that got “Pearlers he went after first, and then he got bolder and went after sailing ships; and now they say he went after steamers and got the Legasp!, and, Mr. Trenholm, I be- lieve he's aboard here now.” “But who"— Wa heard heavy blows atruck against a bulkhead, and the shriek of a door as it was torn from its hinges, “They are breaking into the stores- hold,” explained Riggs, “They have got the gold, and the next move wilt he to met away with ft in the boats after they have opened her sea- valves, and down we'll go with the ol@ Kut Sang.” “But what makes you think we have this Devil's Admiral aboard?” T asked “Thirkle ia supposed to be the name of the Devil's Admiral.” “And Thirkle js" —— “Our Rev, Luther Meek holm. We are dead men. CHAPTER Vill. ‘r, Mr. Tren- “yead olf it ye talkin’ to the mate of the Kut Sung, , a, the throb of the engines and the apron, The vessel rolled and the City iyey'll blow ye ‘Throw 1% who's @ dog.” fiver vom ehinke & id the nigger the compantonway, i ep de pacilles at the body of the mate, Yt A Council of War, 5 i . ve D' ” 9 ¢ ake © fhutte: nich puzzled me, un’ C= im not to co jown, bi 6 ” umping of my own heart prevented side-lights threw red and gr glares pack t round with ye. ‘This brought @ cry of rage from nd keep tha cid tun, Kone fluttering wht hp thie an m nok te ae a iauent 4 2 are dead men," repeated ne from making any sense of the tu- over the sea on either aside, can a ee walled Riggs, who Harris, and we heard him enter the ind then pick out a good membered that au Aad Riles wT got down here and find one of Riges, smiling grimly, “We'll 1 ; y Hh mee, 8 ‘i Tape ff ogee drop her when we've got what sound belonged to Rajah, the dumb , : {Frnt adove. T had about decided to make ane. "t can't s0el) TAOS wt'cantt aes, weuttle, while Capain Itisgs begged place to drop her when wa've ant what sound belonged to Hada thw Abn rp never nee another day, ‘This y With one hand on the rail of the other sortie toward the ladder, when juris." van't with tt sbinin' in “Stay up here, Mr. Harris, and let and we can do for the ¢ inks, come das ee secking for Blew: tte aa wag oliok devil wilt be. pagk te ladder and the other clutching the 1 heatd @ commotion on the brids ag ares ae tee it aw will yo? the murdering dogs stay there, Wo'll day, Hiessed If t know what has bo- 1° pa presen Gas wa would haa Kia re when Lheard Monila or up the China coast, pray- crucifix I debated with myself about ; .d then a yell ag a man might give Yor eye Col ey me ; fix Jem fast enough when da omea." come of Trenholin, but we'll find hin ut balsa knew shut Wi Mot ey 1 is tueky ins his way out of the country with v a 5 ly ; renched. the 1a: Y NOW: 0 je dad me end te prone! » and i vp that he didn he gold cached somew' wat 1 should do, while above me I who had been strickon auddvely WI Harri wrenohed, the. i ntern tue Harris, and then he cra down Remember, make for the bridge once ae the proepact of boing dealt a gyn eee eet el done and over. aati i cached somewhere to: wait could hear Riggs and Harria yelling death. Riggs’ hand and hurled tt ttg voi the wooden ladder, Tho forecastla wo'vs got the skipper. Quick now!” a sa 2 until he comes for it, He can take “8 blow from that awful irregular blade captain, and We ought to begin to which he could wield so expertly, We plan for our escape, : came together suddenly and unexpect- °F OF WMH ‘« epe another, although I could not After a minute T heard Harris bawl: Se, and, ay the Deny Moule Yip make out what they were saying, I “The Dutchman has been killed! Ho, Over jh it heard Harris say something about cap'n—the Dutchman has been knifed ls there no way MoUsH of it with him to buy # schooner—part of it ts in Bank of d face in his hands England notes—but the Rey, Luther jre'a_ where we wet the two 0’ " a" Gy paces of me, ve arer to me tha agined, tha ealized his age ¢ nl 1 Be from, the bridge, and all hands seemed “The devil and all ye aay!” shouted # dozen be oat OF ee along in the baba Bae arta ae cite arm to, Iasneas, Ho had given up the Aight, axain, because he sailed in the Kut to be running over the main deck Gent. Mgt sine the fore-deck, and jjack, Bucky.” a ONE OF THE MANY THOUSAND PEOPLE WHO ARE READING ward the bunk the biado clar - You 4 n't re alle ce “ied Sang. , ; 5 lke madmen. eard him clamber up the ladder “No knife-play for me with Harris n h 4 \ Mr. ‘Trenholm, or what oll this means * won't!” I raged, testing the Tatarted up the ladder, bent upon and knew it must have been he who —he'a got & Kun,” aid Buckrow. THE EVENING WORLD’S against the boarding and his shoul ; wo ure axainst, THE ween Oe the helaying-pin, “Til bate er struck me. bulkhead is lin other $ I grabbed for hia wrist, and at the i. crews from broaching cargo, and, by the throat if it's the last act of my same time dropped the pin, whl even if we should cut through " live! If you won't fight, I will | must have fallen on hia foot. Twist- would come against cargo in the hold, I braced my feet on the plunging sa hina “Come along below, Jim, and let ‘em learning. what was happening and grabbed me ay I was about to gain (Come along POON. Hite thy cai watching my chance to slip back to the Upper deck, Cove ve, ‘Thirkie #aid he'd have the! my 190m through the darkness, Be- “Who was !t, Mr, Ha: ! What fo'c’s'ie by now. He run the chinks fore I had gone three steps I was hait- {8 this, Mr, Harris? Mutiny? Is this out, him and Petrak, Becutued ‘em Complete Novel Each Week? If not, you are robbing yourself of the richest fiction treat ever offered to the readers of a newspaper, , keep ter my Way out of here and take him ' tn the direction of the storreroom, 16 to the bridge. 1ba,” sald Long dim, eelocted with a view to suitin I re Jkris; and then, ag I flung him back- 240 dicuinst us. They'll loot her and head like a maddened animal, The Several blows were struck in rapid There was a wrathful conference as Yo fool—here they be, on us, and And the tremendous success of the plan has long been demonstra | ward over a chest, went with hi Keuttiy her before t e aun bs well 3p seas outside assailed our bows, and succession against @ bulkhead, fol- the two of them Inspected the body ot Paria wie 7» goal of Guns, BUD nL) The Evening World's, “COMPLETE NOVEL Race WERK land, startled by the attack, 1 had und W io a wo ie te] seap, eID teie ary Wallies iaes S26 poemaad a lowed by a rending crash and eplin- the second mate, and as I watched I rose ti, sui of tne dark within reach |f serles le the foremost work of euch Sbest-saller’ authors ae Robert W. ff pin pinioned to the deck and helpless Wy stowed the body of the mate my jacket ard atarted for the scuttle tering timbers, An {ron bar rang on saw a lancelike tongue of fire, outside of my wand and thrust back the slide Chambers, Mary Roberts Rinehart, Rupert Hughes, James Oliver Cur- before he knew what bad happened. (n a lower bunk and c wood, Morgan Robertson, r it with with the belaying-pin gripped in my ret Widdemer, George Randolph Chee- ‘ease ve aw and some of the clothing of the hand, bent on battering down t the deck-plates as it was thrown the halo of light cast up from the lan- ff ‘he fosecastle-hood and swung be- |} Very i on Vanes, Edgar Rice Burroughs and many others Rajah! Rajahi" I whispered fran- (iinoge,, Riggs sat down again and rier which kept us from the upper. @ down, and there was a rattle of tern, followed by the report of a nistol ts on ‘i tieally as he attempted to squirm out P Aw it bappened, Long Jim wan equal celebrity, y stared at the littered deck. deck, ‘ obatns, @hot, which reached my ears after | throug himself forward in a surt of Tm!) op, ‘Number Pour! Num- “But we must fight to the last min- (To Be Continued.) “ak - a , ' pt “< S er Y Pz nhl,

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