The log cabin Democrat., 1914-10-02

| ed that Lucille came to him this even the Empress. She evidently felt she possessed information that would clear you of this charge and that the Elm press was carrying the guilty party Can you tell me anything of such knowledgeY" Gibson stared ineredulously at his superior. Could it be possible that this old man was willing tV make hts daughter scapegoat fJr his crimei 1 No, it was all too unbelievable. And yet the general must have sold the pa pers. He could see no other explana tion. But what was this tale of land ing aboard the Empress in an aero plane? The orderly again entered, si lently passing Marconigram across the desk.
 Gibson stared wonderingly at his chief, wondering at the purpling of his already florid face. Suddenly with d choking laugh the old man tossed the wireless to his aid, the last blow of
 
 Love sold me papers,
 The lieutenant felt a warm throb ot pity for the old man. The general strengthened slowly rising from his chair.
 Somewhere, somehow there is an explanation" he muttered. And Lu- cille is all that stands between us and disgrace. You will come with me. lieu. tenant"
 Yes, sir. You have some idea
 ITO the provisional governor" curtly answered the old soldier, until this charge can be sifted Meanwhile, we will wait until there is word from Lu cille in answer to the message l sent" "A message? You did not mention that"
 Certainly 1 sent a message immedi ately Harley told his story. We can drop in there on the way to the gov ernor's mansion"
 Gibson nodded shortly. He was in a haze still. feeling that his suspicious If the old officer had been unfounded, knowing that some evil brain was con. niving at their destruction
 Gibson did not notice the generals orderly hurrying toward them until the man halted in salute there on the pa rade grounds, the moon casting an eerie shadow across his olive khaki
 Sir" he reported. ''the operator has tried to reach the Empress, but there is no response. Her wireless must be disabled"
 General Love stared at his aid Fear gleamed in the eyes of both men, a mutual fear for a mutual object. Who was this unseen enemy who struck such fierce blows from out of the dark :? And Lucille, sweetheart and daughter; Lucille. the pampered, dainty, fragile Lucille was undoubtedly near this one who even commanded the lightnings tt do his will.
 
 Curiously Hugo Loubeque watched the operator as he settled back in his chair. almost immediately receiving the flash that message was on the way to him from some unseen, unknown source.
 Came long silver of light that seem ed to nudge the switchboard violently from it's fastenings, a shaft that reach ed out and pierced him through and through. binding him with its burst ing light vapor Then Loubeque felt himself falling. falling into a pit that seemed to have no bottom.
 It was hours before he could piece together what had happened, how he chanced to be in bed. what the cause of the terrible throbbing pains upon his arms and torso was Then the wonder of Lucille's being with him. | ministering to him, drove every pain away and he watched her from under cover of his heavy lashes as she moved about the stateroom, quiet, cool. sym pathetic
 He strengthened in bed so abruptly as to bring a moan of anguish from his lips In the lassitude induced by