The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1913-12-05

around the table, and drew his oppo-
nent, almost unresisting. back to the
window.
"Jack!" he called.
At the sound of his voice the old
man gathered his last vitality In a
tremendous effort to jerk loose from
his captor. Catching barrow I'M
awares, he almost succeeded in get
ting free. The fash was too brief.
He managed only to rap the young
mans head rather sharply against
shade-fitting of the window.
The outer door jerked open, and
Jack Warford leaped into the room,
revolver in hand. Darrow called an
instant warning
"All right" he shouted. Turn on
the light, next you somewhere. Shut
the door,"
These orders were obeyed. The
electric fiared. BY its light the office
was seen to be quite empty save for a
cabinet full of books and papers; rows
and rows of battery Jars; the receiv-
ing and sending apparatus of a wire
less outfit; the deal table, and one
wooden chair. barrow looked around
keenly.
That's all right. Jack" said he.
Just get around here cautiously and
raise the window shade. Look out you
don't get near the table. That's IT..
Now just help me get this man little
away from the table. Good! Now,
tie him up. No, bring the chair. Tie
him in that chair. Gently. That's all
right. Whew!"
You're hurt" said Jack.
barrow touched his forehead.
"A bump" he said briefly. well.
Jack, my son, we've done i'll"
"You don't mean to say" cried
Jack.
Darrow nodded.
Nov, my friend" he addressed the
huddled figure in the chair, "the
game is up. You are caught, and you
must realize it," He surveyed the cap
tive thoughtfully. Tell me, who are
your" he added. 81 should know you.
for you are a great discoverer"
The old man stared straight at his
interlocutor with his expressionless
eyes, behind which no soul, no mind,
no vitality even seemed to lie.
barrow asked him several more
questions, to which he received no re-
plies. The man sat like a captured
beast.
I'm sorry" said Darrow to Jack.
81 should like to have talked with him.
Such a man is worth knowing; he has
delved Deep"
Hell talk yet. when he gets over
his CROUCH" Jack surmised.
But Darrow shook his head.
"The man is imbecile," he said. "He
has been mentally unbalanced; and
his disorder has grown on him lately.
When drove back his wrist just now
the cord snapped in his brain"
Jack turned to stare at the captive.
by Jove, l believe you're right"
said he at last.
barrow was standing looking down
on the deal table.
Come here, Jack" said he. 81 want
you to look at the deadliest engine OF
destruction ever invented or welded
by mortal man. / suspect that II
you were to reach out your hand and
hold down the innocent-looking tele-
graph key there you would instantly
destroy every living creature in this
city"
Jack turned little pale. and put
both hands behind him.
barrow laughed. Feel tempted?"
he inquired.
Makes me feel little dizzy, like
being on a height" confessed Jack.
"How's the trick turned?"
81 don't know" said barrow. I'm
going to find out IL I can"
Without attempting to touch any
anything. he proceeded to examine
carefully every detail of the appara-
tus.
THE batteries are nothing extraor.
binary, except In strength" he told
Jack, "and as near as I can make out
the instrument Is like any other. II
must be some notifications In the
sending apparatus, some system o,
tuning perhaps-its only surmise
Well just disconnect the batteries,
he concluded, before we go to mon
keying."
CTo BE CoNTiNUED.)