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• What horrible and mysterious power
'was forcing the three Drake brothers,
Hobart, the Wall Street broker, Roger;
the scientist, and Andrew, recently re-
turned from Australia, to place them-
selves in ridiculous situations. Some
power had forced Hobart to deliver a
mocic speech in the public square Ro-
ger to burlesque a scientific address,
and Andrew to sit on the floor and
play with toys. Patricia Drake, daugh-
ter of Hobart, secretly secur 's Owen
Miles, detective sergeant, and his col-
league, Scottie McCready, to investi-
gate. Miles is empicyed as a house-
man and Scottie as a gardener.. Miss
Jerusha Drake, spinster siste. of the
brothers, is discovered by Miles in a
wildly excited state late at night be-
fore an open grate in which she was
burning papers of some kind. Pa-
tricia disappears and Hobart sends for
Miles.
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ISSUE No.'. 42—'28
letter to the home of Mr. Martin Kemp
and deliver it to his son, Mr. Richard,
personally. Be sure that you give it
to no one else. If he asks you any
questions tell him merely I said it was
a matter of the utmost importance, but
do not mention the fact that Miss Pa-
tricia has—gone away. I think I can
trust you."
"Yes, sir."
A trim -looking parlormaid opened
the door of the Kemp bungalow in an-
swer to his summons but shook her
head when he asked for Mr. Richard.
"He's gone out motoring with the
family and they won't be home until
late this afternoon. They didn't say
where they were going."
"Maybe you could leave the mes-
sage with me and I'll give it to Mr.
Richard?"
"No. I have orders to deliver it
myself. I ought to have brought it
to Mr. Richard last night."
"He wasn't here. He had to take
his mother to a theatre party ht the
city, for Mr. Kemp wouldn't go him-
self. They never got hack till half
past one. Who shall I tell Mr. Richard
it was that sent you here?"
"Just say William had a message
for him and he'll know," Miles smiled
meaningly.
Miles returned with all haste to the.
Drake house and placed the letter
again in Hobart's hands..
(
Young Mr. Kemp took his mother
to a theatre -party in town last even-
ing, too, sir," he added. "They didn't
get home till after one o'clock. I
thought I had better tell you every-
thing the maid said."
"Young Kemp was at the theatre,
you say? Don't go, I want to think
for a minute." Hobart turned and be-
gan slowly to pace the floor and it
seemed to the detective that the assur-
ance of Dick's alibi bad fallen upon.
him like a blow. Thenhe sat down
and wrote rapidly.
"I want you to go to this address
and present this note to Mr, John
Walk," said Hobart,
"Yes, sir," Miles replied, glancing
at the envelope. It bete an address on
West End avenue. "Will there be any
answer?"
!'I will leave that to Mr: Wells. Be
sure that you see him personally."
Wells was seated in his study and
there seemed to be an added griminess
about his mouth as he greeted the
detective.
"I was expecting you."
"Mr. Drake telephoned?"
"Nen
"Then you know what has occur-
red? Do you mean that you have
heard from Miss Patricia Drake her-
self?"
"Exactly." Wells nodded and, tak-
ing from the drawer a crumpled twist
of paper, •he held it out to the detec-
tive. "Sec what you can make of that
while I read what Hobart has to say
about the matter."
The paper was of poor texture, limp
and grimy and as he smothed it Miles
"When did the young lady dis-
appear?"
saw that it was lined not only across
the page but vertically at each side,
It appeared to be a fragment torn
from a larger sheet and the few sen-
tences hastily scrawled upon it in soft
blue crayon were so blurred and
smudged as to be almost illegible.
"Dear Mr; Wells,
Have promised man who brings this
that you will give him five dollars and
ask no questions, You will harm all
of us if you do. I have left home but
am safe, Don't look for me, will ex -
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"What time did you receive it and
what did you do when it came, Mr.
Wells?"
"What she asked." The attorney t
shrugged. "About . ten o'clock this h
morning the man presented himself
and I went out to the vestibule to give 1
him the money personally and have a o
look at him. He wasa rough -looking.
character but respectful enough." f
"What did he say?': Miles asked. g
"Was his manner furtive and did he
appear in a hurry to be gore?"
"On the contrary. He was brisk p
and business -like as if he had comeupon an every -day errand and he ex- a
hibited neither curiosity nor hesita- t
tion. 'Did you get the young lady's
note, sor?' he •asked. 'If you're Mr.
Wells, she said there would be some-
thing coming to me.' I admitted my
identity, handed him a five -dollar bill
and watched him go off down the
street.' On snap judgment he might
have been a porter, mechanic—you
know the type. But what do you make
of the letter?"
"The letter was not written under
compulsion; that is self-evident," re-
plied Miles. "She left the house of her
own free will, without taking me into
her confidence. Indeed, I havereason
to think that she had an appointment
with someone who waited outside the.
gate to aid her in her flight and it
could not have been the young man
who is in love with her, for his pres-
ence elsewhere has been established."
"What can be the meaning of her
referenee to a tattooed arm?"
"When we have learned that, Mr,
Wells," reeponded Miles; 'wo will be
on our way toward dispelling the
nightmare of. grotesque horror which
hangs "over the Drake family. Our
young client has stumbled upon the
path to the truth."
CHAPTER XL
The result of a brief conference was
that Sergeant Mlles should engage a
friend, Zorn, a private detective, to
work out the disappearance .of Pa-
tricia. This would enable Miles to re-
main at Brocklea,. in his capacity as
houseman and, unknown to Hobart,
deep' in touch with Patricia's disap-
,Pearance.
"Before Zorn arrives, Mr. Wells,"
remarked Miles, "I wish you would tell
me soirething'about the early history
of 'the family What was the original
sum which each of them inherited?
Fr'oni whence did it come?"
"From a distant cousin' of their
mother in England; He had owned or
been interested ina South African dia-
mond mine, if I remember' correctly,
and died leaving no other heirs.'I was
not the attorney for the family et the
time but dater, when Hobart and then
Jerusha placed portions of their inher-
itance inmy hands for investment, I
learned that they had never seen this
cousin but had kept up a desultory
correspondence with ,him since their
mothers death and I do not know whe-
ther they all shared alike under his
will or not."
"But what has all this to do with
the test you propose making? What
has it to do with Patricia's warning
about a tettootil. arm?"
Miles was saved the necessity of a
reply by the entrance of the servant,
who announced Mr. David Zorn. The
latter proved to be a fair-haired im-
maculately attired young man with an
expression of polite boredom in his
sleepy blue oyes.
"Sorry I could not get here before,
Sergeant. You mentioned a—er-lit
tle proposition over the phone—?"
"To be brief, Mr. Zorn, a young lady
of eighteen who lives with her father,
a maiden aunt and two bachelor uncles
in a Long Island suburb has left her
home under mysterious circumstances
in which, however, we are satisfied no
romance is involved. Her father has.
asked fine to engage a private detective
to locate her, but we are, at the requdst
of the' young lady herself and without
his knowledge or that of his sister or
brothers. investigating a certain -mat-
ter which threatens then. The position
which Sergeant Miles and I have ta-
ken is this: the young ]ady`must be
located at the earliest possible moment
but not disturbed if she is in safe
hands, and we do not want her father
informed of her whereabouts, although
he must be persuaded upon to take no
further step on his own initiative. Do
I make myself clear?"
"Perfectly." The drawl was gone
from Zorn's voice. "When did the
young lady disappear, Mr. Wells, and
in what manner?"
The attorney turned to Miles, who
quickly recounted the circumstances.
"This letter is self-explanatory," he
added. "But can you think of any
legitimate occupation which would
take an honest workingman out into
the country on short trips at night?"
The first supposition which occurs
o me is that the fellow might be a'
elper on a moving van," replied Zorn.
"Exactly!" Miles cried triumphant
y. "Now study the scrap of paper
n which the message is written.
Zorn took up the letter, read it care-
ully twice and then carried it, to -
ether with the magnifying glass, to
tho nearest window.
"You are right, Sergeant. This'
aper has been torn from the blank
page of a receipt' book. The smudges
re from carbon paper and the inden-
ations give vs a fragmentary clue to
the name and address of the last per-
son to whom delivery was made.—'Mrs
Ja—Sloc—gcombe Ro—kside, New
Jer—' For ' argument's sake, let us
say that 'Mrs. Ja—' is Mrs, Jason or
James Slocum, or something-combe
Road, Brookside—if such a place ex-
ists -New Jersey. That will give us
a starting point.
"Yes. It is niy theory that she must
have stopped the van on the road and
arranged with one of the moving men
to bring the note here as soon as they
reached the city, We have reason to
believe that she has gone td none of
her' friends, although it is barely pos-
sible that she may have taken refuge
with a Miss Millicent Armitage, Lane's
Eau!, Oyster Bay." ,
' CHAPTER XII.
Miles saw nothing of ucottio until
they met in the servants' dining room
when the latter muttered:.
"Come to nay room, lad, whc • you're
free. Ilve a curlew.; bit of news for
you."
(To be continued.)
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Real Adventure
The Tale of a Girl that $hipped
as a lMernbor of the Crew
New Xorle—It Viola Irene Cooper"
had been born a boy she might have,
run away to sea, All her life she had
wanted to be a sailor—and to write
about the sea. :But because she hap-
pened to be a girl, and girls weren't:
supposed to run away t • sea, she kept
her dreams to herself. And then one
day, while she was pounding typewrit-
er keys in a New York City office, she
thought: "What's to stop me? I'ni
.—going-to—seal"
And she did l .She spent six months
before the mast on French sailing;:
vessels and trading steamers, She
visited the South . Sea Islands and.
gathered 'material for a book. She
earned the tile of "First Girl Midship-
man," and moved to her satisfaction
and to that of experie- cod senora that
a girl is as good on a ship as a boy
any day, if she has a sailor's stout.,
BUT "TOPROVE IT.
But she had to prove it. At first -
she encountered skepticism. Why,
girls didn't become sailors! A ship was
n„ place for a female. But Viola Coo-
per smiled down all opposition, Her
first step seaward was by way of San
Francisco, where she thought she
would have a' better chance to get a job
than in New York. Out there 'she"
read in a newspaper that an old
Freneh sailing vessel was about to
make a trip to. the Fiji Islands, on
her last voyage. 'Viola decided she
wanted to go. She confided her hope
to a friend, Jean Schoen, who shared
her -seafaring ambitions; and the two
of them made a trip to the shipyard.
Girls, it seemed, weren't welcome
around a shipyard, But Viola Irene
and Jean smiled their way in, met the
captain, a gallant old Frenchman, and
told him all about it. He made the
way easier for then. He said he would
be glad to have them if they could get
permission from the owner.
"I think," says Miss Cooper, smil-
ing, "that he though that wouldstop
us. But it didn't, because the owner,
over in Bordeaux, turned out to be an-
other gallant Frenchman. He cabled
back that he had no objection ifthe
captain hadn't!"
SOUTHWARD BOUND.
And so a few weeks later the two
girls set sail from 'Vancouver, B.C.,
for the South Seas. Their ship, the
Bougainville, was 64 yeara old, a three -
masted barque, without an engine or a
radio. She was once known as the
Himalaya, and had sailed around the
Horn time and again, weathering hur-
ricanes, sturdy and stanch. She was
140 feet long, with 30 -foot beam, ;20 -
foot depth and 1,600 tons gross. On
this, her last voy ge, she carried lum-
ber and canned ash to the islands of
the South Seas. Of the crew number-
ing 23, 19 were Frenchmen; the re-
maining four were natives of an
Francisco. There was the captain and
a nate. The two girls .were listed as
midshipmen, or junior officers.
Their duties were to help with the
log, as the ship's journal is called,to
take their turns at the wheel, and to
stand watches. They stood their four- 4.
hour watches, night and day, just as
the men did. But they retained their
feminine garb of calico or cretonne in-
stead of taking to knickerbockers.
Their shoes were sneakers or mocca-
sins, and inhot weather they dispens-
ed with stockings. For 44 days they
sailed through the Pacific. It was a
tranquil voyage, except for one storm,
two days of being becalmed on the
equator, and one narrow escape from
an encounter w;th a hurricane. The
girls loved every minute of it, and
were almost sorry to see land.
CONTINUING THE ADENTURE
At Fiji—New Caledonia—the gpod
old Bougainville was dismantled. Miss
Schoen took another boat to New Zea-
land. Viola Cooper, accepted an offer
to sign on as midshipman of a French
trading steamer that made the rounds
of the islands, with provisions and
calico for the inhabitants. This trip
afforded her unique opportunity to
gain first-hand information about the
native customs of the isles.. On this
trip she was the only white "man" on
board besides the captain. The crew
was composed of native islanders, big
brown men like children, who taught
her some of their songs and dances.
Having gathered enough material
for a dozen books, she found a berth on
a freighter bound for Australia. From
there she took a:.other for San Fran-
cisco—working her way all the time.
Now she is back in .. New York apart-
ment, pounding a typewriter again,
but this time in the interests of her
book,-"Windjamming to Fiji"
"Eefore I set sail for the first time,"
says this young midshipman, "I
thought I should miss three things:
music, the theatre, and conversation.
I found that once out thereon the
Pacific, with only the sea and the sky
for company, I was satisfied with the
splendor of it. Now that I'm back in a
city where I, can hear music and see
plays end enjoy the companionship of
my own lcind, I find they don't really
matter as much as I thought they did.
I want to get back to a ship!"
As soon as she finishes her book, she
will be off again, tl'iis time on a whal-
ing'vessel bound for Norway. She will
take with her a motion picture camera.
1 —
Mrs. Brown rejoiced In her first,
banking ,account, When she was pay,
Ing in for the first time she came to
the word "specie" oh' the sllp. She
thought for, a moment and then erg,
tern'/ against 1V !'Ire ealel"
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