Arizona republican., 1905-05-21

 nese theaters they have special cal umn where letters for anybody in the audieuce can be pinned up. and this one had been seen by some one who knew Kip was there When he read it I could see that 1t had bad news He got up right off. and told me we must go home.
 When we were safe in our room he told me what was the matter The letter was from the president of a highbinder Tong. They had Sfiscov- cred that we were making money some way, and now that if Moy Kip didn't pay s5.OOO right off. he would be mur- dered by their hatchet men Oh. I was scaredi tried to make my hus- band promise to pay the hush money. but he just wouldn't do it. He said he might as well die as be robbed of all he had earned at so much risk He said he wasn't afraid, but if he wasn't. was.
 From that time on had the horrors every time that he left me While We were together on our trips on the launch, I didn't care so much. for the excitement kept up my spirits. but as soon as I was left alone burned punks in front of his little joss. just like I was a heathen myself. All went on so quiet that I began t0 feel easier, when. yesterday. the City of Peking was reported. IL was after dark before We got out 10 our wharf and put off, and We passed the steamer at the quarantine station IL was cold and foggy, and We spent hours cruis- ing out at the mouth of the harbor. in a rough swell beforee we picked up the opium and steamed back to Hunters oint.
 As we stopped the engine and shot up to the pier, I was steering in the bow, and MOy Kip was at the engine Just then I saw two men rise up from behind a pile on the dock. I screamed to my husband to reverse the engine and back off at full speed. and he had just done it when the highbinders jumped into the boat. The shock near ly rolled her over. and I fell down on my face. Before could get up. l saw the hatchet-men strike at MOy Kip two ar three times I drew my pistol and fired, but the launch was rolling. 50 I reckon I missed them. They jumped into the water tnd swam off Then I called ont to Moy Kip and ran aft to help him.
 My husband didn't answer. I stopped down to him and turned him over-Ohi it was hOrrible.-and then I must have swooned away, for it's the | last thing l remember.
 I know the ways of these hired | hatchet-men- They've been sold out time after time by their own members. and so now when they go out for a murder they write down a confession | with both names signed to the same i paper. Then they tear it up and divide | the pieces, each one having the others | name to hold him by. if his partner | tries to sell him out. Wong Vets con- ! fession is on this piece of paper you | found. He'll die tonight - murderers can be bought cheap in Chinatown.
 Now, if I only had the other half of the paper. I'd know who the other man was, and settle him. too
 | By this time the dilapidated lauR- dry wagon hadthreaded the Mission. crossed Market street, and was rolling
 the asphalt of Golden Gate avenue on its way to the Chinese quarter.The
 Quadroon woman's eyes were afire with
 hate, and Vango watched her in ap-
 prehension. mingled with a shrewd de-
 sire to work further upon her excite ment
 You see, I was able to be of assist ance, even when conditions were un- favorable" he ventured- "The spirits l is iEfallible to instruct when a party | approaches 'em right. If could give ] d
 ect harmony with the vibrations of my controls magnetism. I ain't no doubt
 I could lead you to find the balance of
 that there paper"
 The wheel of the wagon caught in
 the street car rail and the medium wss | jerked almost off his seat Or. SO an observer might have explained the sud
 den lurch and the way Vango's face
 when white. But his imagination or
 mania, kindled again by the craft Of
 his trickery had conjured up the wis
 ion of his previous dupe. and Mrs
 Higgins spirit rose before him again fn
 threatening attitude. He covered and stared, exercising the phantom. rub
 ping his rands in terror
 But the quadOOn woman didn't mo- tice. Her mind. too, was full of hOr-
 TOTS, and the desire for vengeance was an obsessiOn. She only replied: One thousand dollars if you find that piece of paper before night