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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1934-06-21, Page 2NOW—A THICKER, HEAVIER PLUG FOR THE SAME MONEY! IF you want the most pleasure, chew— BIG BE THE PERFECT PLUG Chewing Tobacco � SOELAUCHS 1 SYNOPSIS Before the Wallaroo sails from Lon- don for Australia with 2,000,000 pounds Ain gold and with Eileen Kearney as a Passenger, Yu'an Hee see, head of an Jinternational gang, has laid. his plans id seize the liner's cargo and to kid- nap Eileen. Inspector Dawson Haig of Scotland Yard, is an old friend of Matt Kearney, correspondent of a. New York newspaper, and is in love with his sister Eileen. Haig boards the Wallaroo at Marseilles before Dr. Oestler and Joseph, an Armenian fortune teller, agents of Yu'an, lure Eileen to Moham- med's shop when she goes ashore. Haig trails. them and kills Joseph. Using Joseph's gang credentials, Haig makes his way to Yu'an's headquarters in Arabia where he is assigned as an outside guard. He sees 'Eileen at a distance, The Wallaroo is pulled off her course by wireless calls for help and a submarine, directed by Yu'an and As- wami Pasha, sinks the liner after tak- ing off the gold Orange Blossom, Yu'an's ! jealous favorite, suggests to the Pasha ithat Eileen be . spirited away. She is taltenaway in a motor' • Cruiser; bound for Keneh, and Haig follows in another motorboat. CHAPTER 29. In a car specially equipped for the desert journey, and belonging to the manager of the Italian mines near T Get exactly the color you want from the new Instant Rit range instant, because COLORS it soaks right and FREE. Send the front ; :! HIT Pack- ages aok- at 'Tho FREE 0 0 o1 Homo Run Making" to John A. Hutton Co. Ltd., 40 Cale- donia Rd.. Toronto. STAYS ... never leaves streaks or spots . , and makes everything you use it on positively lovely. I Et NEM No ,onger a soap! Dissolves Instantly, Koseir, Dawson Haig was headed for the Nile Valley. He had done every- thing that it was possible to do at the seaport. Jack Rattray, The Walla- roo's first officer whom he had picked up at sea, had stayed behind at the wireless station, busily sending mess- ages. The motorboat with her crew of two had been detained. He had left the establishing of contact with the police, Keneh and Cairo, to Jack. Hour after hour the dusty journey continued. Hea.was burning to reach Keneh. He gloated over the idea of taking the wizened throat of Hassan es-Suk between his two hands. Eileen, for the second time since she had_set out on that ill-fated voy- age from London, found herself grop- ing in the dark, trying to remember what had happened......It was some- thing to do with drinking a cup of coffee. And Celeste, poor Celeste, had not been there........ "The risk is too great," a man's voice had. said "It's madness! This may ruin us " She had been ill, perhaps. It was all part of delirium........those gardens with the orange trees Sn 'thiol mon- keys playedand the sickly anaes- thetic smell. And there were'voices again...... "Yes, but it is dangerous—very dangerous. How can I ever hope to carry her so far?" "The price is low, my friend, for such " "Her legs are too thin for the taste of His Serene Highness..,..." It was this last remark which had finally aroused Eileen. She opened her eyes, looked down at her own bare body—and, galvanized into life, sprang upright. She was in a large saloon with a matting -covered floor and closely shuttered windows. She had been lying on a divan covered with faded tapestry above which hung a lighted lamp. Before her, one plump hand raised to his hairless Iip as if in consideration, was astout, greasy- ,1„"That's the Box" She knows! She's been brought up on Christie's Arrowroots ... the original ... made from choicest pure arrowroot, blended with other ingredients, wholesome, palatable and dietetically correct. „sit* rt Arrowr looking person wearing European clothes, Besides him stood a very dirty old Arab. Eileen looked swiftly about her. Thele was no substitute fol' a garm- ent in the place, Taking a swift step forward, and conquering a deadly nausea, she struck the besie tating buyer on his fat face! Once, she struck...,.. twice! He recoiled. A third time=and this with her fist! Hassan es-Suk clutched her in his sinewy old hands. With her knee she kicked him viciously in the stom- ach. Ile released her. She kicked him. again. But this spurt' of strength which had flared up under the sense of out- rage now deserted her. She stagger- ed, swayed forward followed an interval .of Complete unconsciousness. And then, a voice—the voice of .the Arab again, "What could' I do, effendine? Said brought her to me. How was I to know she was reserved? Here 'was a famous jewel—and money is money. But she struck Ali Mahmoud in the face! And he had offered—my heart bleeds—one thousand English pounds for her!" "He withdrew his offer, I presume?" "Immediately, effendim. She has ruined me. Also, the American pigs know she is here. At any moment the cafe may be raided." "Forget this fear, Hassan. I had thought the chief eunuch of the Prince a wiser man. But my money is as good as his, and I also collect fair women. Twelve hundred pounds English, Hassan? Your share will be a big one." Eileen opened her eyes. She still lay in that dark, stuffy saloon. The villainous old Arab was there; the other man's features were indisting- uishable because "of bandages, but through these bandages dark eyes watched her greedily. A silken coverlet had been thrown over her. She grasped this and drew it up to her shoulders. "You have nothing to fear from me, my child," said the tall Egyptian: '"Although you just offered to buy me! You miserable, cowardly dog! Do you think you or any other man could buy me?" A door at•the further end of the saloon opened softly Yu'an Hee See came down the stepsThe Egyp- tian stared at the Chinaman as though hell's gates bad opened and Satan had stepped forth. Yu'an Hee See stood still ' for a while, hissing softly. "So this is the story, my friend," he said, the quiver- ing flute notes sounding unlike any- thing human. "I passed through the tail of the sandstorm which, forced you down in the desert. It delayed yoiu' journey—but not mine. A fort- unate accident, Aswami, for me -not for you„ ,,.Always—always—I suspect- ed. But,last night, or very late this morning,;,?; forced the truth from 'our little Orange Blossom, Aswan! forced the .truth—you understand?" He began to laugh; and it was dreadful laughter -laughter which for years afterwards haunted Eileen's dreams. Aswami Pasha seemed to be choking, "Come, my friend," said Yu'an Hee See, checking his laughter, "I have matters to discuss with you which I do not desire this lady to cverhear." He fixed his slanting eyes 'on the rigid figure of old Hassan" es-Suk. "Carry this lady through to the cafe room," he ordered. "Find clothing. Bar your doors and return. 1 shall have work for you." Eileen fell back, sick and faint, up- on the divan. The opiate earlier placed in her coffee, overcame her again...... She felt herself lifted—car- ried......There was a dull crash........a stifled gurgling cry.,....., * k In a long, low room, a sort of can- teen, Yu'au Hee See's rogues were gathered. Black eunuchs, waited up-' on that gang of desperadoes. There was no drink devised by man which was not obtainable. Most of the Asia tics remained sober, and were clus- tered at one end of the place around Jo Lung and Len Chow. Above the buzz of general conver- sation, angry cries arose from time to time. There were scattered groups at tables, but the largest of these congregated at the further end of the canteen around Maclles, the Scottish engineer. Dr. Oestler was there, Franz Hartog, Red, the Wasp; in short, the bulk of the crew of the submarine. Dr. Oestler was addressing the Scotsman, "I will tell you, Mac," he said, '.'what you suggest is madness— ha? Madness. When you consider that we have two millions of minted money, not unloaded from the dhow, "When I could not sleep at night with baby's cries, it was Baby's Own Tablets that cleared the little system of offending substance and gave sweet sleep and rest. That is what Mrs. Robert Greenhorn, 1'hilipsville, Ontario, writed. Baby's Own Tablets are mild and soothing in action, yet most effec- tive and always safe for colic, teething troubles, constipation, slimmer enmpleint, upset stomach, restlessness and simple foyer. Price 25c everywhere. Dr.Williams' :72 ABT .OWN ;': i ' J 1 S'• Issue No. 24—'34 Delicious Quality GREEN TEA 713 Also in Black and Mixed ha?—where is you good sense to suggest that the Chief has deserted us? Why should he desert us, ha? just when we have accomplish so great a success?" Maclles, who was dead sober—he hadto uched nothing for twenty-four hours—fixed bleary eyes upon the speaker, "I say," he replied "tha' life is more valu'ble than gold. The Chief has gone, and so has Mr. King. And there's a Breetish warship nos- ing aboot the island. We a' know that. They can put a landing party ashore, to cut us off on the east, and they cou' blew this place to smith- ereens in twa minutes. Listen to wha' the lads are saying!" Indeed, it was apparent enough that the ruffians in the canteen were dissatisfied. High above the clamor a voice was heard demanding, "Vot about der share -out? Dis it iss I ask. Vot about der share -out?" The voice was drowned in drunken shouts, and: "They dinna ken the truth," said MaeIles. "Something's gone agley, and we've been left to face the mu- sic. It's true, we have the money, but we'll never live to spend it un- less we do wha' I suggest. "You see, Mac," Dr. Oestler inter- jected, "it is pretty clear that we had a spy amongst us, ha? The Chief has gone to head him off—ha? head him off? If the other has gone also, why the situation is bad I think— bad. But we should wait—ha?—for instructions. You think so?" "I'm not!" Maclles banged his hand upon the table to emphasize his words. "No harm can be done by hiding the bawbies. There's only one place we can hide them, and hide oursel', if we're to be raided." "I do not think she will carry it, not also with a fall crew," said Dr. Oest- ler. "Leave tha' to me," said the Scots- man truculently. "Stick to your sin province, doctor. If I say she can carry it—she can carry it," "The Wasp was suddenly convert- ed. "You• call for Orders, Mac?" he said. "Gelid enough," said the Scotsman. A half silence fell upon the drunken gathering. MaeIles stood up. "Boys!" he said, "I've ca'd for Or- ders, because there's no one else here to gi'e them." A stifled roar greet- ed his words. Jo Lung's party moved nearer. "There's something wrong,",. the speaker continued. ''I canna tell what it is, but our course 'is plain, I'm for transshipping the gold to the submarine and standing by- wi' all hands to submerge at the fairst hoot o' danger. Now, who's wi' me?" A general roar indicated that all were with him. "It's only us of the crew have any- thing to be afraid of," he continued. "But when the Chief retairns, if he does retairn, he can only thank us. There's a British warship " His words dramatically were term- inated by the sound of a distant gun- shot. Maclles looked clown at Dr. Oestler, whose face, suddenly, had grown very white. "The Panther," he said calmly. "She'll be putting a boat ashore!" The establishments controlled by Yu'an Hee See, wherever they might be, had one notable characteristic; there was a secret entrance and exit. In the case of the Cafe Magrabl, there were two such entrances and exits. One opened upon a narrow lane at the back into an old house which adjoined the establishment of Hassan. The other, reached by a short passage below this lane, was in a smaller house fronting on another street altogether. This house was the residence, ostensibly, of a well-to-do potter of Keneh, who -was much away from home on business. There were a number.of small rooms,. in the potter's house, and one large saloon on the first floor. This saloon was the secret slave market. And while British and American agents had watched the cafe, Eileen was taken into the potter's house and offered for sale! (To be concluded The Laughing Man (Manchester Guardian) A German who has been visiting London has made the interesting dis-. eovery, which he discloses in an ar- ticle in the "Berliner Tageblatt" that "the British laugh too much." As soon as they begin a serious conver- sation with a German they turn the talk into easier channels with a laugh." From that he deduces that "superficiality is the vice of the Eng- lish" (he has evidently never heard of the French aphorist's contention that "gravity is a mysterious carriage of the body invented to conceal defects of the mind") and that "humor" is the cloak for that superficiality. It might also be a form of polite- ness. There are 'some points about modern Germany on which a modern Englishman could hardly, touch at all without his opinions becoming so serious as to be possibly unwelcome to a citizen of that country, and in casual intercourse it is just as well to avoid the .awkward topic and the unwelcome treatment of it. So, if the Englishman talking to. the German is accused of too much risibility, One excuse for him might be in the words of -Figaro:. "I make haste to laugh for fear of being obliged to weep." In any event the general charge that we laugh too much is in, curious contrast to • thee proposition (at least as old as Froissart) that the English take their pleasures sadly. And .there was also a mediaeval Latin proverb which asserted that "the English race is the best at weeping and the worst at laughing. Evidently we have changed a good deal since the distant days of what must have been a ra- ther doubtfully merry England. Probably many of us do today adopt a deliberate lightness of approach which is not in the manner of our German neighbors;, the English sol- dier in the trenchee. displayed it, sometimes to the real bewilderment of those neighbors at the time when they were also enemies. It is, if you like and in a catch -phrase of the mo- ment, an aspect of "the escape. from reality.". 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Galt to Dismiss Ten Teachers GALT—With the closing of Victoria School at the end of this month as ati economy measure and uncertainty as to attendance at the collegiate and technical school as a result of the. possibility of Preston establishing a high school, the Board of Education has decided to terminate the contracts of 10 teachers, eight at the collegiate and two in the public schools. `.`Burying Babies" Just Old Turkish Custolx>i. A quaint old Turkish custom of "burying babies alive"'is being fought by child welfare societies in Turkey. . From time immemorial Turkish mothers have economised in baby - linen by ., burying their offspring waist -deep in loose earth. Occasion- ally they changed the earth, t IDEAS Have you a Story, a Sketch' or an Illustration that is sale- able ? • Or perhaps you have some other saleable idea. Tell us about it.' Send a stamped (3c) envelope for information about our service. IDEAS unlimited THIRTY-NINE LEE AVE. TORONTO AVAG Will wonders never. cease! Today I ran across a driver of a car who had forced another ear into the ditch and didn't have an excuse to offer.! "I admit it was my fault," he said. "I don't know how it happened. I must .have been going too fast." This man's attitude was most refreshing; usually neither party to an accident will accept any part of the blame. Of course, I knew what the trouble was, It happened to be Sunday and the inan who caused the accident was. driving at a rate of speed faster than he had been accustomed to during the week. He forgot that six days a week he drove at a twenty or twenty-five miles an hour around town and that all of his motions were keyed to that speed, Out on the highway, going about forty, he couldn't think fast by enough. He intended to edge over and give the other chap room on the road to pass, but his city -trained sense of speed and distance deceived him. That's the case with lots of drivers. The minute they go faster than their usual rate of speed, they're lost. Sooner or later in "highway" traffic they'll encounter a situation they've never faced before and they don't know what to do in time to pre- vent an accident. The moral is, of course, not to drive too fast. I have been on the job long enough to know that .no speed over 85 is safe, and lots of drivers can't drive even that fast without danger of meeting up with a situation they can't handle. Well, I'll be seeing you.