Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1908-05-01
He MYSTERY
Blu STEWART EDWARD WHITE
And SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS
COPYRIGHT 1907. BY MCCLURE. PHILLIPS & CO.


that world of the inspiration-Go cd like
power-solution of the world problems.
Why, the old fool is crazy! And his
writing Is crazier Can't make head
or tail of It."
The captain turned several more
pages. They were blank. "At any
rate, 1t seems to be the end" he said
II should hope So" returned the 9TH
er disgustedly.
He took the book on his knees, flut.
tering the leaves between thumb ana
finger. Suddenly he checked, cast
back and threw the book wide open.
Here bcginneth a new chapter"
said he quietly.
| No imaginable chirography could
have struck the eye with more of con-
trast to the professors small and nerv-
GUS hand. Large, rounded and ram
bling, 1t filed the page with few and
careless words.
June 2. 19o4-on this date find myself
sole occupant and absolute monarch of
this valuable island. This morning was
a member of a community, interesting II
not precisely peaceful. Tonight 1 am the
1
faded and gone" the sprightly Solomon,
the psychic niger. the amiable Thrac-
kies, the cheerful Perdosa. the genial Pull
| and the high minded Eagen. Undoubted-
ly the social atmosphere has cleared !:
| moreover. I am for the first time IN my
Nfe landed proprietor. Item, several
| square miles OF grass land; item, several
dozen head of sheep: item. cove full of
| fish; item. a handsomely decorated cave;
| item, a sportive though somewhat unruly
| volcano. At times, 1t may be, shall feel
the lack of company. The sea gulls alone
are not distrustful Of me- Undoubtedly
| the sea gull Is an estinable creature, but
he leaves something to be desired in the
way of companionship; hence this diary,
the inevitable refuge Of the empty minded
| Materially / shall do well enough though
face one tragic circumstance. My ciga-
rette material, I find, Is short Upon
counting up
"Hang his cigarettes!' cried the sur
geon. This must be barrow. Fin.
icky beast! Let's see If it's signed"
He whirled the leaves over to the
last sheet, glanced at it and sprang to
his feet. There, sprawled in tremu-
lous characters, as by hand shaken
with agony or terror was written:
Look for me in the cave.
PERCY BARROW.
The bullet hole In the corner fur
| nished sinister period to the sigma
| ture.
Trendon handed the ledger back to
the captain, who took one quick look,
closed 1t and handed 1t to Congdon.
Wrap that up and carry 1t careful
IT," he said.
AYE, aye, sir" said the cockswain,
swathing 1t in his jacket and tucking
It under his arm.
Nov to find that cave, said Cap
tain Parkinson to the surgeon.
"The cave in the cliff, of course
said Trendon. Noticed It coming In,
you know
| "Where?"
con the north shore, about mile to
the east Of here"
'Then We'll cut directly across"
BEG your pardon, sir" put in Cong
don, "but don't think we can make
1t from this side, SIR
"Why not?"
mo beach, sir, and the cliffs like the
side of ship. Looks to be deep water
right into the caves mouth"
Back to she boat, then. Bring that
flag along"
/ The descent was swift. at times reck-
less, but the party embarked without
accident Soon they We're forging
through the water at racing speed. the
boat leaping to the impulsion of the
| sailorman's strongest motives. curiosi-
ty and the hope of saving life.
ITO be conttuued)