Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-07-07

"Ah. yes!" ironically. Sometimes
| you wish you could settle down,
marry and have a family! Your DO
mesticity would last about month.
She made no retort because she
recognized the truth of this state-
ment
There is an emerald know Of" he
said ruminatively. ITS quite possi-
BILE that you may be wearing 1t WITH
in a few days"
81 am mad over them. There is
something in the green stone that fas-
! cinates me. ! can't resist it"
That's because, somewhere in the
| far past. your ancestors were )rien-
| tails. Here we are. I'll see you to-
/ morrow. I must hurry. Good night
She stood on the curb for moment
and watched the taxicab till it whirl-
| ed around a corner. The man held
1 her with a fascination more terrible
than any jewel. She knew him to be
a great and daring rogue, cunning.
patient, fearless. Packed away in
that mind of his there were a thou
sand accomplished deeds which had
reused futilely the police of two con-
/ tinents Braine! She could have
laughed. The very name he had
chosen was an insolence directed at
society.
| The subject of her thoughts soon
| arrived at his destination. A flight
| lighted hall. smelling eviIly Of escap-
/ ing gas He donned a black mask
and struck the door with series Of
! light blows; two, then one, then three,
and again one The door opened and
he slipped inside. Around a table sat
several men, also masked. They were
| all tried and trusted rogues, but not
one of them knew what Braine looked
| like He alone remained unknown
save to the man designated as the
chief, who was only Braine's heuten-
ant. The mask was the insignia OF
the Black Hundred, an organization
with all the ramifications Of the Ca
mora without their abiding stupidity.
From the assassination of a king
| down to the robbery of country
/ postoffice nothing was too great or too
| small for their nets. Their god dwells
| in the hearts of all men and is called
! Greed.
The ordinary business over. the
chief dismissed the men and he and
Braine alone remained.
"vroon, have found him." said
Braine.
There are but few; which one?"
Eighteen years ago, in st. Peters
burg
| II remember. The millionaires son.
| Did he recognize your"
81 don't know. Probably he did.
| But he always had good nerves. He
| is being followed at this moment We
| shall strike quick; for If he recognizes
me he will act quick. He is cool and
brave. You remember how he braved
US that night in Russia. Jumped
boldly through the window at the risk
| of breaking his neck. He landed
safely; that is the only reason he
| eluded us. Millions; and they slipped
| through our fingers. Ii I could only
| find some route to his heart! The
lure we held out to him is dead"
"Or in the fortress, which is the
| same thing. What are your plans ~
/ II have in mind something Ike
| this"
| And Hargreave was working out his
| plans, too; and he was just as much
| of a general as Braine. He sat at his
library table, the maxlllary muscles
| in his jaws working. So they had found
him? Well, he had broken the law
| of his own making and he must suf-
! fer the consequences. Braine, who
was Menshikoff in Russia, Schwartz
| IN ITeIUldIlft 0ltAuO6cA Al t9lAAAAr (1s@
tucci in Italy and Du Bots in France;
so the rogue had found him out? Poor
| fool that he had beenl High spirited.
! full of those youthful dreams of doing
| good in the world, he had Joined what
he had believed a great secret So
cialistic movement to learn that he
had been trapped by band OF
brilliant thieves. Kidnappers and
assassinators for hire; the Black
Hundred; fiends from Topheti For
nearly eighteen years he had eluded
them, for he knew that directly or in
| directly they would never cease to
hunt for him; and an idle whim had
toppled him into their clutches.
| He wrote several letters feverishly.
The last was addressed to Miss Susan
Farlow and read: Dear Madam,
SenNFlorence Gray to New York, to
arrive here Friday morning. Ny half
of the bracelet will be identification.
Enclosed find cash to square ac-
| counts" He would get together all
| his available funds, recover his child,
and fly to the ends of the world. He
would tire them out. They would find
that the peaceful dog was a bad an
imal to rouse. He rang for the faith
! full Jones.
Zones, they have found me- he
| said simply.
you will need me. them"
quite possible. Please mail these
and then well talk 1t over. No doubt
some one is watching outside Be
| careful"
Very good, sir.
Hargreave bowed his head in his
hands. Many times he had journeyed
to The school and hung about the
gates. straining his eyes toward the
merry groups Of young girls. Which
among them was his, heart of his
heart, blood of his blood? That she
might never be drawn into this
abominable tangle. he had resolutely
| torn her out of his life completely.
The happiness Of watching the child