The Forrest City times., 1913-05-30

You can take Chink away from hS Away from hi. lotteries. ndtles ana joss
 You can give his queue to the baross.
 boss:
 But you can't se, down to the roots thaA start
 From the yellow base of his ysiaov
 heart
 And it's very true. There are thoSs ! here who pretend 10 adore me. who would think nothing of treating me as they treated poor Ling Fo, if they suspected I knew anything and gave information"
 T don't want you to think I'm . coward, Miss Grayson," she went on. turning to Evelyn. T think I've proved 10 you that I want to help you and mean 10. but I'm rather upset tonight. and I'm so afraid we shall have to let one thing. though. that you can do for me, if you will" The last sentence was addressed to me, and l made haste to assure her that she had only to command me.
 As she had spoken she had been folding and refolding the paper in her hand, until it was now a tiny. one inch square.
 Take this" she said, handing il 10 me, her voice a low murmur, and after you have read it. destroy it. shouldn't want it found in my pos session"
 ~I understand, Miss Clement" re ru-2ed and the folded square went into H3 waistcoat pocket.
 'It may mean more to you" she added. in a whisper. than anything could say"
 When once more in the hrougham, speeding northward, Evelyn. who had been unusually tacitun throrghout the interview, asked me question
 Did you mean what you said, i Philip"
 What did I say" I queried-
 That you understood"
 "I understood that 1t might not bs well for her to have this letter of Ling Eos about"
 But the rest Her refusal to talss i Her uneasiness? Her fear of possible traitors ." she persisted. Once more she had gone straight 5, i the heart Of the situation. I had been as puzzled as she by the missionaryh l attitude of constraint, which I couh not attribute wholly to the tragedy she q nF nd 1 ftf fxa much 10 Evelyn.
 If she suspected eavesdropperr," the girl argued. she said too much. If she didn't fear being overheard, unv couldn't she tell Us all she knew"
 For want of Q better answer saidi
 Perhaps the letter will solve the ] enigma" and plucking IL from my pocket with thumb and forefnger ] began carefully to unfold 1t. The interior of the vehicle was bril- liautly alight. and though We were already far beyond the Chinatown zone and the chance observation of any lurking spies. nevertheless chose i discreetly to draw the shades prior 1 to outspreading the written page 1 Before the sheet with it's network of ! creases <as qGits fattened, Evelyn. who was bending attentively near e1- l claimed in surprise, Tt Is her own Handwriting. See, it IS written by Miss Clement herself!" 1 Already absorbed. I made no re- l sponse. Ayidly my eyes were racing over the lines; greedily. my brain was digesting them.
 i "Tidings of the cruel murder of l Ling Flo have just reached me. When 1 you come, as I know you will, shall not dare to speak what have written. and which Is all that the poor boy ever told me. Already there are spies about me, and your visit Is a risk to us both. would have prevented 1t, if 1 could
 Three weeks ago. according to Ling Flo, a white man was abducted by or der of the Six Companies, and shipped to China for punishment, aboard tramp steamer. Ling Flo would not give me the white mans name or any of the particulars, save that sixteen 1 years ago he had committed a crime, known 10 every Chinaman in America as The Crime of the Sable Lorcha,' or black funeral ship, by which near. 1 ly one hundred Chinese coolies lost their lives,
 Tt seems now that this man. who they thought was on the ocean, sud denly reappeared in New York. few nights ago. He was recognized and set upon by two Chinamen, but h escaped, and the Six Companies and all the tongs are In ferment over the mystery"
 1 Eyelyn's hand was on my arm as I read, her face close to mine, reading 1 with me. Having finished, I held the sheet for moment, waiting for her to signify that she, too, had reached the end, And in that moment the brougham came to a sudden halt.
 Before either of us could voice word the door on my side WAL wrenched violently open, and the blus steel muzzle of revolver covered ns
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