The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-05-18


motor boat met with an accident which
threatened to throw it's occupants into
the hands of the police if not into the
river. In the blackness of the night
Marston failed to sec a heavy log roll
ing in the water ahead of him, and the
bow of his boat run upon the log. A
IA hole was iabbed in the boat, and
there was as much danger of sinking
as there was in being overtaken by the
police.
In the delay which resulted from get
ting free from the log the police boat
came up within fifty yards of the fugi-
tives. Markay unwisely stood up in
the stern Of the motor boat, thinking to
get better aim, but really offering a
magnificent target for the police pis-
tolls, which popped out a dozen times,
and Markay fell into the bottom of the
boat with a bullet in his shoulder and
his hat carried away by another bullet.
The n shot which he had been able
to fire hit the wrong mark. 1t made
an ugly wound in the feshy part of lit
tie Laura Browning's neck. The child,
who was in the stern of the police
boat, was not known to have been
wounded by the policemen until they
observed her stanching the flow of
DlOOu VIII LIE ShlIl " HtI llllt lIp1hs
After getting free of the log, Marston
turned IN full speed, and raced to the
other side of the river, where there
was greater darkness. The motor boat
made quicker turns than the police
launch, and was thus able to get in
and out of corners better-just like a
rabbit makes a quicker and better
turf than the pursuing hound.
Markay called ahead that he be-
lieved he was so badly wounded that
he could not use his left arm. Mar
ston told him to retain as much strength
as he could, as they had but a short
way farther to go. The police launch
was not now In sight, it having been
lost, apparently, by the quick cut to the
other side of the river.
Marston Rugged the docks along tho
Harrison side of the Passaic until he
was within $50 yards of Bridge street.
He stopped the boat in the shadows of
a big lumber yard there and istened
Only the noise of belated street ira ffic
and from the Bridge street bridge came
to him. There was no sound of a
launch following. He turned the boat
at right angles to the course of the
river by pushing it's nose out into the
stream with a boat-hook against the
dock. Then he turned on full power,
and the little craft, heavily laden with
human freight. scudded across h
river at high speed.
The boat ran in back of a large lime
and cemen manufacturing plant, and
Marston leaped out on the low dock
and tied the boat up. Old Mag climbed
out, and she was just commencing to
ask where they were when the muffied
exhaust of a launch was heard. Mar
ston knocked tho woman down with a
blow of his fist to silence her, and
himself dropped fiat to the dock and
cautiously pulled the motorboat farther
back into the recesses of the little slip.
In a minute the nose of the police
boat came out from behind the head
of the next pier. 1t was going slowly,
with all hands on the lookout for the
missing motorboat.
1t stopped in the pier opening.
See anything?' Captain Carroll
could be heard whispering.
Thought l heard a noise,' one of
the sleuths replied.
And, as the police boat edged on
slowly up towards the trolley bridge
at Bridge street. Marston drew the mo-
torboat out from under the dock with
its PROSTATE occupants.
you'll have to hurry now" said
Marston to Markay, land do the best
you can"
II can't lift either Ryerson or the
girl out" the doctor replied; "Ili do
we'll to get out myself"
Marston was down in the boat in a
second. He lifted Miss Beatrice up
onto the low dock. She was breathing
heavily and was deeply unconscious.
Mag rolled her over further from the
edge and Marston lifted now at the
unconscious father of the young wonl-
an. He was breathing family and
when Marston commented on 1t DR..
Markay said.
Yes, | don't think he is going to
last long. I guess I've given him too
much, and he has had no food"
We'll. what's the use of taking him
along them" asked the daylight bust
ness man and nighttime burglar"
You don't mean"
Eyes, I mean chuck him o~verboard."
There's a chance of saving him, so
what's the use?"
mo, We'll hide him in the lime yard
here, where the police will not find him
as quickly" said Marston. and with
great effort he lifted the heavy body of
the millionaire up to the dock, assisted
a little by Mag.
Then came the moment for the exeeu-
ton of the secret design which nae been
running through Marston's brain:
why should 1 share the $40, 900, 600 OF
Mexico's crown jewels with this man?
No one knows I'm mixed up in this
thing. With him out of the way l can
possess the fortune alone and enjoy it,"
Marston climbed up on the pier and
was helping the wounded DR.. Markay
up. lust then the police boat nosed
around the end of the pier and Marston
heard the shout:
There they are!"
With the butt of the revolver All
Fong had slipped to him Marston sent
a fierce blow crashing into the face OF
Markay and the wounded man, with a
cry of pain, shot backwards and
splashed heavily into the water. In the
next instant the energetic Marston had
kicked the unconscious body of the mil
l~ionaire off into the river and had the
limp body of Miss Beatrice on his
shoulder.
ITO BE Continued TOmOrr0w.)