New Ulm review., 1912-10-02
ME Mr GNRMI5HI

for either of the others. One thing
sure-hell take you for ghost If we
meet him anywhere, and We ought to
gather him in without much trouble
before he can recover from the shock"
Throughout the day that followed
the youngsters kept sharp lookout for
trouble, but were agreeably disap-
pointed. No burly and boisterous Ger.
mans swooped upon them; no Fill
pino daggers glittered in the surging
crowds, and none of the numerous lit
tie Japanese gentlemen whom they
encountered during the day resembled
Mr.. Yazimoto except in size and col
or. They went ecstatic during the
afternoon over Comiskey's new ball
park, a veritable paradise of the fans.
and even enjoyed the treat of short
conversation with the Old Roman him
self as he held court among the faith
full "bugs." Not till late in the eve
ming did the sights and sounds Of the
city pail upon them, and they began
to dimly remember that they had en-
joyed but little sleep on the previous
night in the Pullman.
No message had been handed them
all day, and they had received no
sign of any character, although ears
and eyes had been alert in eager ex-
pectation of a slip Of paper quickly
passed amid the hurrying crowds. It
seemed evident, therefore, that they
would have to wait over for at least
another day, and rest had grown in
sistently imperative. They selected a
downtown hotel, not one Of the largest
caravansaries, but small, quiet.look-
ing place, engaged a room and went
to bed without delay. Recent expert
ences, however, had taught them a
little caution. Accommodating all an
giles and appurtenances of their room,
they soon convinced themselves that
there was no chance for an intruder
to enter by way of window. They
were on the fourth floor, and the only
windows in the room looked down up
on a sheer drop to the street below.
Not even q fire-escape was within
close reach; a glass door, twenty feet
farther down the hall, bore the red
lettered inscriptions which told OF
exit to safety in case of sudden
blaze. The door of the room was
locked and a chair braced against 1t,
with it's top under the knob, where it
would rattle if anyone became too
busy on the farther side, and the tran.
som was tightly secured. These SIM
pie precautions taken, the boys
climbed into bed; need of sleep soon
impressed itself upon them, and with
In half an hour both were dead to the
world and all its doings.
Daylight was just stealing into the
room when Brockett woke, yawned,
turned over and stared half-drowsily
at the door. The door was still shut;
the chair was still against the knob,
and Brockett, smiling sleepily, was
closing his eyes once more when he
saw his coat, which had been draped
around tho back Of another chair.
seemingly taking wings and gaining
animation. The coat rose, disengaged
itself from tho chair, and hoated light.
ly through tho air. navigating the up
per strata of the atmosphere like q
perfected biplane. It halted suddenly
at the level of the transom, and the
bewildered Brockett saw lean brown
hand clutching the garment, while an
other lean brown hand vanished into
the inner recesses Of the pockets. And
then Brockett, with one wild yell.
flung himself out of bed. charged
scross the room, and tore madly at
the chair he had himself placed
against the knob as additional protec-
ton. His coat fell squarely on his
head as he clawed at tho chair, blind