The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-07-29

the readers attention to the diagram above.
 By the time that we had got out into sPayton had completed his turn and re-entered the large cloud. Keeping to the left as soon as he, was within it, he ran nearly its whole length and finally emerged, only to dodge behind the other small cloud.
 He was evidently a master of strategy.
 Here he ran the only serious risk of discovery during the entire maneuver, for if we had returned more promptly we might have been. just in time to catch sight of him as he passed the opening between the clouds.
 But we were too late, and while the Osprey was dashing headlong on her return through the large cloud the Chameleon rounded the small one and was off at full speed in exactly the opposite direction. No sooner was the air clear of vapor than we looked about with all eyes and were met by the same disappointment. The Cha meleOn was not there!
 Perhaps one of your shells found him." suggested MT. Grantham, ''and broke him up so that he has dropped to the ground unperceived."
 It was a startng possibility, and I gave orders to drop down within 100 feet of the ground. Running back, we began to use the utmost circumspec- tipn in examining the surface beneath us It was mostly level and covered with irregular growths of trees and brush, with interspaces of grassy land. We may have spent half an hour in this search when the penetrating eyes of Ethan Haight discovered new sur prise for US.
 ''Lootenant, lootenant" he called out. tThere he is againv'
 I glanced hastily at Ethan. He was pointing south-southwest, his hand raised above the level of his eyes. I looked, and we all looked, but could see nothing. Still Ethan ipsisted:
 "Jest ag'in thet cloud with a head on it. It's him as sure as preachin'."
 In a few moments I had the object located, moving speck against the cloud, and set out instantly in pursuit.
 I could recall vel; enough the rela- tive situation and dimensions Of the clouds to see that ke had timed his movements to mine, which he must have foreseen with Napoleonic pene- tration, so that his moments of enter <p 1la 6r er crossing the interspaces would so fall as to keep him always concealed from us behind a curtain of vapor. He must have forecast with absolute assurance our final dart backward, which simply superadded our speed to his in widen ing the distance between us.
 It was bitter dose for me, but I swallowed it and fixed my mind with redoubleS resolution upon the rescue of Helen Grayman.
 Mir Grantham noticed my chagrin and kindly said:
 'sNs matter, Allan. He's yours yet caused you to waste half an hour by my useless suggestion. Now go ahead, and I promise to be guilty of no more stupid interference"
 'It's not your fault at all, MT. Gran tham,' I replied warmly. q should have done what did if you had not spoken"
 The secretary gave me pressure of the hand. and felt greatly encour- aged, for knew should have his support however the thing turned out. So visited Jim and melted him to renewed efforts.
 "Get her up to hundred and forty said: We've another and last chance"
 'I'll do it or bust her," he grimly re- piled.
 We did go at an astonishing speed, and no long time elasped before our gain was so great that told Ethan to be ready.
 Shells this time," I said. 'We'll not begin to fight until we are within easy range, and I want you to pelt him without mercy. Only" I added, ''aim for the. aeroplanes and save the hull. The Chameleon carries the rich est girl in the world, and we've got her father aboard here"
 "I'm not a-goin' to tech hair O her head. lootenant," replied Ethan, with, l thought, knowing grin. 'I've been to the show in my day, an know all about Romeo an his Jooliett."
 felt my face burn and turned away. This practical minded Yankee evidently had his romantic side. too and had penetrated a secret of which I did not dare to think myself. I do not believe that the Chameleon was now making more than hundred and thirty-five at the most, and in a couple of hours we had her almost within range. AS we drew nearer Payton evidently saw that the game was up and that his only course was to fight.
 He ran up his black flag and dressed his fier from stem to stern in the same color, thus stamping her silhou cite with startling distinctness against the rising clouds beyond and giving her an aspect so fierce and menacins that I saw some of my men regarding her and one another with doubtful looks and shrugs.
 l called to Jim to pile on the speed once more and to Ethan to follow tn, range and announce it to me every half minute