The evening world. Newspaper, July 17, 1916, Page 10

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OUGH the earthquake caused considerable material damage to Bandsboro, partially wrecking the hotel, « bank and several smaller bulldings, but few casualtios and no fatalities resulted, Within an hour Hope, Cleo and Dr, Owen, their clothing wore peated about @ table in the latter's of Gust asd falling plaster, study, poring over the book whieh ¢ panic in the restaurant There's nothing in this dne, either,” aald Hope ding the tast leaf and slammed the cover, fer, Things are narrowing down, in iil showing traces had snatched from Olga during the edly, aw he turned “That leaves #ix more books to look any event.” where do we go now, Jarvis?” anked Cleo, t name on the lst,” sald Hope, taking from his pocketbook the page from Dawson's ledger, “is Richard Patton, care general delivery, Hanta “and where te Banta Eulalia?” “It’s at the south f end of thé Ban Joaquin Valley, Mise Burke,” said the physician. “Right in the edge of the mountains, It's only @ amail place, Yon shouldn't have diMculty in Anding your man there Hope and Cleo descended branch line local at Santa tn the following afternoon that they were, as Owen (tes where everyone is, familiar with the g FH 2 : otalla Im such towns there are three recog- “aised fountainheads of information: ‘The the general store and the barber and, as the proprietor general store was also post- , it was to him that Hope, hav- eettled Cleo in the only hotel that reseed his in- fH i “De 1 know Dick Patten?” repeated the store keeper in response to Hope's ‘Well, I reckon I do. I've 014 @ heap of goods to Dick. He's out- Atted with me for's much as fiftecn ' | “What is his business?” asked Hope. “Weill,” said tie merchant refiec- tively, “I reckon you might call Dick & prospector Gnd not be far wrong. any rate, that's what he'a been jong’s I've known him. @ atrike that I heard he always has money to A queer fellow, Dick . Hi y. He comes into town two or three weeks, stays just enough to get his mall and load burro with provisions, and e's off for the mountains again, jes @ trip to ‘Friaco once or & year and when he comes he usually has a lot of old with him, Geta ‘em to read "8 Of prospecting, 1 reckon, j BES AY 26 eter Come to thing of it, he'd just got back from the city the last time I seen him.” “How long ago was that? “About a week—tan days, mebbe.” “Have you any idea Where I could find him?" “Not the least in the world, friend, Were you wanting to see him about eomething particular?” “You,” said Hope, “I want to see him very much indeed.” “Thon the best thing you can do, friend,” the storekeoper asserted, “ia to aif right down here in Banta Eula- Ha and wait for him, . ° . ° . The Kern County Fair had opened its gates and the people of the country for half a hundred miles around were pouring into Bakera- field in motor care, in wagons, and on horseback, by trolley and by train, As 4 o'clock drew near, the crowd deserted these attractions and slow- ly drifted toward the field where Bob Smith, “the Daredevil of the Sky,” was advortised to give his hair-rais- ing and perilous aeroplane exhibition, As Smith, a slim, wirlly built fel- low, clad in the leather garments of an aviator, was crossing the field from the hangar to his waiting acro- plane, he was hailed by a ta” young man, who, accompanied by a fashion- ably dressed woman, had, with con- aiderablo diMculty pushed bis way through the crowd. “Hello, Bob’ hail 1 the stranger, vidently an Easterner by hia dress, “don't you remember me now that you've become famous “Hy Jove,” exclaimed the aviator, running forward with outstretched hand, “if it ten't Gerald Morton! UBMARINE VENING WORLD, MONDAY, JULY 17, 1916. y-ray A the What on earth are you doing here?” “Oh, I'm apending a fow days down the valley, near Santa Bulalia,” Mor ton replied, a trifle evanively. have a little business there that re- quires my attention, —et me intro- duce you to my friend, the Countess Ivanoft.” “Mr. @mith,” continued Morton, turning to Olga, “is responsible for my interest in aylation, He tavcirt me to drive a machine when he had &® echool on Long Island, two yoars ago. didn't know that you could drive roplane,” said Olga in surprise, ‘ou bet he can drive, Countess,” said Smith. “If he hadn't gone in business with that rich uncle of his he could have made a living as an aviator, He's one of the few am- ateura I know that I'm not nervous about riding with. Don't you want to go up with me now, Morton? I've got a two passenger tractor.” “Do I want to?" shouted Morton, as excited as a boy, “well, I should say 1 did, How about it, Olga? Do you mind waiting for me?" “Not in the least,” ehe an: red. “Go, by all means, I'll wait for you in the car.” “Run over to the hangar, then,” di- rected Smith, “and tell one of the boys to fix you up with a coat and weap and gogeles, And be as quick as you can, Morton. It isn't good bi nese for us professionals to let a crowd get too impatient.” Five minutes later, with Morton, g@oggled and leather-clad, seated eide him, Smith, signalling to his helpers that he waa ready, threw on the power and the great propellers began to revolve, haltingly at first, but rapidly gathering speed until their roar drowned out all other sounds, Smith threw over his start- ing lever and the machine rolled for- MORTON ABDUCTS CLEO IN AN AEROPLAN Ward acrosa the turf, faster, faster, and then, in response to the dopres- sion of the planes, left the ground and 'm thinking of taking a run east kept room. Its walle, which were of to nee if I can't book a few dal unplaned boards, were covered with “Going to take the machine with pActures cut from the illustrated pa- soared like a great white bird, intot you." Pers; its fufniture consisted of a the air, For twenty minutes Smith “No. Freight too high and {t's small tron etove, much the worse for Performed his aerial manoeuvres for too much of a speculation. I'll leave rust, an ollcloth covered table, a chair the benefit of the multitude with it on the coast until I get something.” and the foul-smelling bunk on which strained necks and upturned faces “The trip you gave me this after- she lay. In the chair with bis back & thousand feet below; then turned noon seems to have reawakened my to her a man was altting. She must ‘hie machine in the direction of tho enthusiasm for aviation,” said Mor- (have made some sound, for the man mountainas, ton lightly, “I find that I shail have \turned. It was Gerald Morton! “Now,” he shouted, putting his lips © stay around here for the next few “So you're awake at last, my dear,” close to Morton's no that his Weeks and I'd like to pase the time he eaid, coming toward her. “How words could be heard above the With something more exciting than are you feeling?” roar of the propellers, “the business Kolf. Why not rent me your machine? at sight of Morton she attempted part {s over and we'll have a little I'll assume all the risks and I'll pay to rise, but a wave of giddiness ewept pleasure epin.” you enough to make it worth your over her and she sank back upon the Higher they climbed and higher, While. How about it?” bunk. until the fair grounds and the city | Before Smith and Morton separated — «1 fooi iM," she moaned. “My head and the great plain of the Ban Joa- the latter had become the temporary feels as though it were going to quin lay spread below them like a OWner of the aeroplane. burst .... where... . where am map in bas-relief, Soon the plain * © % © © & I? ... and what are you doing below them merged into foothills and = Morton and Olga fully realized that, here, Mr. Morton? have I had the foothills lost themselves in 4 ay au result of their desperate but un- an accident? .. . has anything hap- wilderness of peaks and cliffs and successful attempt to obtain pos- pened?... I can't remember.” canyons, and, almost before Morton session of the book from Dr, Owen “Nothing has happened—yet," reallzed it, they were hovering over in the restaurant at Sandsboro, they Morton coolly. the great San Bernardino range. had shown their hand and that hence- “You're in a cabin in the moun- Cireling and swooping above the forth they might as well play thelr tains, my dear, and quite a lonely mountain tops like @ gigantic hawk, game in the open. Recognizing that piace it is, too.” Smith apparently found the spot for Hope and Cleo could have no object “put how did I get here?’ she which he was looking, for he sud- in continuing their search for the asked, striving desperately to keep denly shut off the power and the ma- books had they discovered the lost her composure. chine began to volplane downward formula in the one which Fitzmaurice ‘I brought you here,” was the an- at appalling specd, Ho rapidly were had loaned to Dr. Owen, the tWo cOn- swer, “1 wanted a quiet little talk thoy descending that it seemed as spirators followed the naval officer with you where we would not be dis- though the mountains were fairly and the girl to Santa Eulalia, where turned, and this seemed just the leaping toward them, Morton, expert- they learned by a few inquiries that place. enced aviator though he was, was Patten was prospecting in the moun- What . . . what do you want frightened. “Something's happened tains and that it was uncertain when 4¢ mer Cleo asked in @ voice scarce to the engine,” he thougyt. “We're in he would return, As the hotel at ly above a whiaper. aid for a smash, for we cah never make which Hope and Cleo were staying ~ .; & landing ‘on those mountains.” was the only one in Santa Eulalia, yroceon seating himeclt on the ane Scarely had the thought leaped Morton and Olga established them- if through his mind when what had looked an instant before like a rocky and inhospitable mountainside re- solved itself into a grass-covered mesa on which the machine landed as lightly as a bird, ‘The me or tableland, on which they stood apparently ended, a few seles in the nearby town of Ellenville, On their way back to Ellenville Morton unfolded his scheme to Olga. “It was that cabin on the ledge,” he explained, “that gave me the idea. It's as remote and inaccessible as an Pe had taken her in his arms. island in the Arctic. Suppose we left “ANd you're going to marry me, the girl there for a week or two, I fats ha beauty, Peg is ell 4 hundred fest away, against a sheer fNcy she would then be willing reat! hot upon ner check. And wall of rock which rose skyward as ©nough to tell us anything she knows, MuAaka (oavaEseat yeu wrnoned abruptly as the alde of a house, In &h? How does my plan strike your? & Suillus & . the base of this cliff was a square, “AS far as it goes,” sald Olga, “it Tie a ane oried contemptu- black hole, evidently the entrance to !#@dmirable, You seem, however, to | Wary FOAL” ane ori On MMP fan abandoned mine and nearby stood ave overlooked one rather important OWN: | Nay yom you alls on fa rudely built and dilapidated cabin, “etail. You tell me that this cabin ia CW) | Wile Mian oo ent ‘The cabin, he now gaw, was bullt on a practically inaccessible, How do you Were i : a Peli ol narrow shelf of rock: behind it rose PFopose, then, to get tho girl to it" and, as he aga’ ste rages , 0 the ahoer cliff; before it was an abyss, , "BY seroplane,” Morton exclaimed her. she sone apr rercigtth It stood, indeed, on @ veritable island *Umphantly, 9 MEGS DOT ne Suerte: HYG in the alr and the only way toreach ° © % 8 @ @ bidet RR ee emi eae hou that inland was by means of a wire OM an afternoon early tn the fol- Pefors 1 MOMMA Nt A Oe cable which was stretched acroas the !wing week Cleo, as had become her P& | soa pd i ge iter ose chasm, From this cable, red with rust, Custom, Was strolling along « quiet v Ligh nar peatak Gh daa but apparently still strong, hung a lane tn the outskirts of Santa Eulalia, Mis erase she ranch lie Nuon sort of basket, roughly congtructed, T°-44y she was alone, however, for opens AAR: BOS Dee ene a by means of which one could ferry Hope had been called to Los Angeles Her Nels i Mota eoracuy himrelf across the river of space, °% business, and Hook, seated on a Diindly; Lec Gaertn dl “Great place for kidnappers or coun. Cracker barrel, was entertaining the trembling i ee a a oh terfeltera, eh? ‘The police wouldn't Abitues of the’ general store with ment for a every. 8 Shae find ‘om here in a year of Sundays.” #4 yarns, So completely absorbed Lise Pe eae aeakotiy Morton bad started toward the ma- '® her thoughta was Cleo that she Proached ele turne: Cealty chino but, at Smith's remark, he Dd no attention to the large closed if you i an a turned and walked back to the edge ©? With drawn curtains, which rolled Morton,” # oe a Saas Kener f the chasm, where he stood staring tently up behing her. “Just ue it jump I would Faller 7 be beep, came opposite hor the door swung have you lay a hand on me, 4t the cabin on the ledge, apparently O84 man leaped out, a blanket “Come, cdme, my dear," he said loat in thought, was thrown over her head, muffling soothingly, as though he were talk “The place seems to interest you,” her screams, and she was dragged ing to a frightened horse, “ther sald Smith, laughing, “Thinking of into the car, the Whole performance nothing to be frightaned of, I'm not opening up the min being enacted in far less time than it going to hurt you,” and he cautious- “No,” sald Morton thoughtfully, a® takes to tell it, She struggled des- ly advanced toward herat step or two, he turned away, “but 1 have just perately to free herself from the en- “One step nearer,” warned Cleo, thought of another way in which ‘t veloping folds, but unseen hands in a strange, strained voice, “and | might be made to pa pinned her against the cushions whilo shall jump.” And he knew that she “Bob,” said Morton, as he and the some one held a sponge, saturated would make good her threat, aviator sat that evening at a table with something that smelled sweet “You need a chance to cool down in a cag hat are you going to do and sickly, over her nose and mouth, and think things over,” he said. “I after you have finished your engage- A few inhalations and her struggles suppose my proposal was a little ment here’ coased, sudden, So I'll just leave you here haven't any engagements When Cleo recovered consciousness for a few days, my dear, You will Smith answered ggomily. she found bereelf in a iy and un- find a@ basket of food on qhe table, . of the bed and attempting to draw her to him. 3 For an instant she gazed at him in mingled disbelief and anger, then sprang to her feet. The next instant Seree Released vwtveli Film Co The Famous and there will be you Ie @ quiet oo * could And you in @ thous and years, Bure you won't change your mind and # dear? No? Well, then I'll be going When | come back again I fa you'll be a litte more ov Bhe saw him walk briskly along the edae of the cliff to & cable arran ment wh in her panic, #he had failed to notice; saw him climb int & basket which was suspended from 4 pulley-wheel which ran upon the whim haul hjmaelf aor the chasm by means of @ rope, get out of the basket, detach it from the with It behind the screen of bushes whioh lined ‘he gpponite cliff, A few minutes later she heard « sudden roar, as of a motor car with its muffler open, and before her astonished eyes an acro- plane soared skyward, Having convinced herself that os- cape from the ledge was imponsible save with assistance from outside, Cleo returned to the cabin, less wor- ried than might have been expected, for she knew that Hope and Hook, once they discovered her absence, would move heaven and earth to fad ber. On the table was the basket of provisions brought by Morton, Con- tinuing her investigations she dis- covered @ cupboard which contained matches, candies, a bag of salt, some tins of fruit and vegetables, and a meal sack filled with wat felt like books, Untying the string, sho emptied the contents of the sack up- on the floor—then gave a cry of as- tonishment and joy. For, amid the tattered dog-eared volumes, was one she recognised. It was a work on metallurgy—one of the dozen books which, since her earliest recollection, had stood on the shelf above her father’s desk. She opened it with trembling fingers. Written in a firm, bold hand acroas the flyleat was the name, “Richard Patten.” By one of those coincidences which causes fic- tion to hang its head, Morton bad brought her to the cabin of the very man for whom they were all searoh- ing. Now she recalled the store- keeper's description of Patten as Hope bad repeated it to her: “A queer fellow... quiet... fond of books . has a cabin up in the mountains somewheres.” And now, by @ chance in @ million, st had found Patten's cabin and the book. Slowly she turned the leaves, carefully stanning each in turn, But ashe found nothing. Disheartened, she was about to close the book when, ut the very foot of the last page, in let- ters so faint and minute as to be al- most indistinguishable, she saw @ line of writin “Philosophy,” it read, “p. 61, every seventh word.” It was the key to the formula! Three days dragged by—three days which, in that awful solitude, seemed like three years. The resources of the ledge Cleo soon exhausted; she cleaned the cabin; lighting a candle, she explored the abandoned mine working; she attempted to beguile the time reading the books whiob she had discover in the eack, which proved, , however, to be dry scientific works; and every few hou: she peered over the edge of the prec pice in the faint hope that she might gee some one in the canyon below, On the morning of the fourth day her patience was rewarded, for she saw two boys fishing in the moun- tain torrent which raced and roared along the bottom of the canyon, She called to them; again and again she screamed, but the distance and the noise of the river drowned her voice. Gathering @ handful of pebbles, she stretched herself on the edge of the cliff and commenced methodically to bombard the boys below. A dozen pebbles she threw without attracting their attention, but at last, when she had almost abandoned hope, 4 pebble struck one of them on the shoulder. Whirling about to see where it had come from, he saw Cleo on the ledge, half a thousand feet above, He called to his companion and they both stood staring up at her. Fran- tically she beckoned to them, but they shook their heads; tt was evi+ dent that they knew of no path by which to reach the ledge, She tried to call to them, but it was impossible to make them hear, Suddenly thought struck her, Running to the cabin, she looked wildly about for pencil and paper, but could find neither, On the table lay the book which contained the c Tearing out the flyleaf she lighted match after match, let them burn for ‘a moment, blew them out, and, using the blackened ends in lieu of a pencil, scrawled her brief call for help: “Held prisoner by Morton in cabin on leds in mountains, Come quickly. Clee Folding the sheet, she addressed it to Jarvis Hope, Shaftsbury Hote:, Santa Sulalia. Now her problem was how to get the message to the boys be- low, for, should she let it flutter dg&n it would, in all probability, be éar- ried away by a gust of wind, and if she tied it to a stone it might plunge THE SECRET OF we SE eth By E. Alexander Powell The Tenth Instalment of Will Be Published Monday, July 24 War Correspondent eth Ven of af Bimusementof With we handherohiel etring ah made «4 miniatw huts has children Une, wi it with @ 1 rane Heturn first held up the # boys t t thue * and it sailed ntly downward into the boys wi stretched hands. Mhe could see them slowly deciphering the ill-written wage, and then glance up at her again, whereupon she gestured frane tleally that they were the wwn. They quickly meaning: giving her a wave of started down the non a run ° pe did not return from Low Ane les until the day following Cleo'e PPearance. He was met at the railway station by Hook, who, moat beside himself with anxiety, bim the news, He wired to Low Angeles for detectives. Stirred by ‘s youth and uty and the whic! ured the surrounding region, afoot and on horseback and in autos mobiles. It was on Monday afternoon that Cleo disappeared, | Shortly before hoon on Friday two panting boys, their dust-grimed = faces streak with rivuleta of perspiration, burat into the hotel fn Santa Kulalia. “Say, mister,” one of them demand: ed breathlessly of the clerk, “is ther 4 feller named Jarvis Hope a-staying here?" “There he ts, over by the door,” said the clerk. “Say, miste: piped the boy, tug- Ring at Hope's sleeve, “is your name Jarvis Hope?” “That's my name, officer, * be then,’ from 0. Hope engerly devoured the few I+ written lines, “It'a from Cleo!" he exclaimed, turning to Hook, who was peering eagerly over his shoulder. ‘Thank God, she's alive! That hell-hound Morton has her a prisoner up in the mountains. In « cabin on a ledge, she says. “Do you think you could show me the place where you saw her?” Hope asked the boy. y “Sure, I been fishin’ there a lot of times.”" “Come along, then!" cried Hope, and, followed by Hook, he fairly dragged the boy into his motor car. Throwing in his clutch, he jammed his foot on the accelerator and the car Jeaped forward toward the mountains, So excited were Hope and Hook at the prospect of finding Cleo that neither of them noticed that another car was following them, nor, wees the roughness of the country eume pelled them to leave their machine and proceed on foot, did they notice that the two men in the other did likewise. For two hours the boy led them along the winding course of the river until at last they reached the gloomy defile, with its perpendicular walla of rock, known as Dead Man's Gulch, “There's where I seen the lady—up there,” said the boy, pointing to where, far above them, the sheer faco of ‘the cliff cut the sky. “Do you know how to get up there?” demanded Hope, “Nope,” was the answer. “T ain’ never been up here ‘cept for fishin. “Come on, Hook," called Hope. There must be a trail:to the top somewhere if we can only find It, His clothes torn by thorns, his face and hands scratched and ‘bleeding, the young officer préssed doggedly upward, splashing ‘across mountain torrents, forcing his way through al- most impenetrable walls of under- brush, scrambling over bowldera, leaping crevasses, skirting the edges of dizzy chasms, but working stead- ily upward, ever upward. At lant, streaming with perspiration and stag- gering from exhaustion, he reached the mesa where Morton had landed in the aeroplane, A few score yards away he could see, above a line of bushes, a weather beaten cabin, and standing in the doorway—God be thanked!—was Cleo, They saw each other at almost the same instant, Running to the brink of the chasm which separated them, Hope tried to call across to her, but the distance was too great; she could not catch his words, But he saw her pointing to the cable, Hurrying to the end of it, he glanced about for the basket, but it was not to be seen, Rendered reckless by his love for Cleo, and taking no thought as to how he wa to get back, he grasped with both honds the pulley hook from which had hung the basket and swung him- self off into space. He was half way across the appalling abyss when Cleo, who had been watching him tn - terrified fascination, uttered a plere- ing shriek of horror. She had seen a man emerge suddenly from the bushes which line@ the opposite cliff —a man whose evil face she score nized, It was Mahlin! Frozen with horror, she saw him run toward the end of the cable from which Hope was dangling. She saw iim swing an ax high abgve his head; she wa it whistle through th and bite deep into the rusted c she saw son,” said the Vhat do you want of me reckon this letter's fer yor and the boy displayed the no ‘abl the strands of wire part, one by one; she saw her lover's face turn pallid— and then she fainted, (To Be Continued.) THE SUBMARINE