Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-08-30

Ling 10 tey'S gorgeous JUNK moved
slowly up the Huangpo river, the
steersman skilfully guiding his IN
wieldy craft in and out of the shipping.
In the luxurious cabin Of the pleasure
craft two Americans were dining with
the most powerful mandarin in north
west China. Ling To Fey, a massive
bulk of flesh, was gorgeous in blue
brocade.
At his right hand sat Luke Pom
sonby, millionaire promoter of mining
industries. His attorney and friend,
John Burnett, sat at the left of the
Chinese potentate.
The attorney knew it required a del
icate approach of the crafty and su-
perstitious official, but after many
weeks of skirmishing he had brought
together the two principals in the
transactions. The evening on the junk
was the result.
"I presume your excellency," said
Burnett. sis prepared to close this mat
ter now. All that remains is for you
to sign this agreement and give Mr..
Ponsonby receipt for his check, which
covers one-half of the agreed amount.
The remainder will be paid to you at
the expiration of your term of Office,
when the matter may be made public"
"Quite true" murmured Ling To
Fey in his slow English words. 81
shall be pleased to discuss the matter
when my secretary appears. Mean
while we will enjoy the entertain
ment''
He clapped his hands. and a moment
later wide easements were thrown
open, revealing the flower boat along
side keeping pace with the junk's lei
cabin were extinguished, and the three
men gathered about the window to
witness the spectacle.
Burnett's eyes seemed to pierce the
darkness beyond the lighted boat. His
compelling glance seemed TO demand
reinsurance from something that
should be near at hand, and Il vague
anxiety crept into his watching face
as no sign appeared.
His eyes finally wandered to the
massive head of the mandarin Behind
whom he stood. The glowing ruby in
the white velvet cap seemed to pulsate
with some strange emotion.
After awhile the mandarin clapped
his hands. and the singsong boat drop
ped astern and was seen no more.
As the windows were closed and
lights fiared forth Ponsonby drew out
his watch THE hour grows late, ex-
cellency. We wish to return to Shang-
hal before midnight" he drawled.
The mandarin smiled blandly. His
voice was smooth as silk. II regret
that my villainous secretary has been
left behind in Shanghai / have dis
patched u sampan for him, and in the
meantime we will anchor until he APP
pears. The matter must wait until the
rascal joins us"
The two Americans exchanged quick
glances. The lawyer spoke first
''If that is the case we will defer the
settlement of this matter"
1--WE will await the coming Of the
secretary" purred the mandarin
softly.
at will avoid future unpleasant
ness began Burnett with some heat,
when something happened that closed
his lips into a rigid line.
Out of the night beyond the closed
windows, so loud that it seemed al
most at his elbow, there came blood
freezing scream. followed by splash,
choking gurgle and then dead ST.
lence.
what was that?' Burnett asked
sharply.
The mandarin shrugged his fat
shoulders, and for the first time his
eyes fully opened, and the hatred in
their depths startled the foreigners.
"a killing-a small matter" he sneered
The cry in the night as they passed
through the houseboat city merely
served to strengthen their belief that
up here, now beyond the confines of
the native city, they were quite at the
mercy of the mandarin. :.
Instinctively Burnett's hand sought
his hip pocket and came away-empty!
His muttered exclamation prompted
Ponsonby to feel for his own weapon.
with the same result. Some time
since their arrival on board they had
been relieved of their revolvers.
Ling To Fev's yellow hand touched