White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-10-18

where the Western Union had Its
%ofice.
Il want to send a code message to
my firm. Do you think you can fol
low it,"
Il can try" said the operator.
The code was really Slav; and
when the long message was signed II
was signed by the name vroon.
The day after the news that Flor
ence had jumped overheard of the
Banks. Vroon with a dozen other
men had started out to comb all the
fishing villages along the New Eng
land coast. Somewhere along the
way he felt confident that he would
learn whether the girl was dead OF
alive. If she was dead, then the
game was a draw; but If she was
alive there was still a fighting chance
for the Black Hundred. He had had
some idea of remaining in the village
and accomplishing the work himself;
but after deliberation he concluded
that 1t was important enough for
Braine himself L take a hand in. So
the following night he departed for
Boston, from there to New York. He
proceeded at once to the apartment
of the princess. where Braine de-
clared that he himself would go to
the obscure village and claim Flor
ence as his own child. But to in
sure absolute success they would
charter Morse's yacht and steam right
DIP into the primitive harbor.
When Vroon left the apartment
Norton saw him. He was a man of
impulses. and he had found by ex-
perience that first impulses are gen.
orally the best. He did not know
who Vroon was. Any man who call
ed on the Princess Perigoff while
Braine was with her would be worth
following.
On the other hand, Vroon
recognized the reporter instantly and
with that ever ready and alert mind
of his set about to lure the young
man into a trap out of which he
might not easily come.
Norton decided to follow his man.
He might be going on a wild goose
chase, he reasoned; still his first inn
pulse had hitherto served him well.
He looked He was con-
WINGED that Florence was dead, de-
spite the assertions of Jones to the
contrary. He had gone over all the
mishaps. which had taken place and
he was o absolutely convinced that
his whilom friend Braine and the
Princess Perigoff we're directly oil
ccrned. Florence had either been
going to or coming from the apart
ment And that memorable day of
the abduction the princess had been
in the dry goods shop
Vroon took a downtown surface
car, and Norton took the same. He
sat huddled in a corner, sus-
ipecting that vroon vas watching
him from a corner of his eye. Nor
ton was not keen today. The thought
of Florence kept running through
his head.
The al stopped and Vroon got OF
He led Norton a winding course
which at length ended at the door of
a tenement building. Vroon enter
ed. Norton paused wondering what
next to do, now that his man had
reached his destination. Well, since
he had followed him all this distance
he must make an effort to find out
who he was and what he was going
to do. Cautiously he entered the
hallway AS he was about to lay his
hand on the newell post of the dilapi-
dated stair the floor dropped from
under his feet and he was precipitat-
I'D into the cellar.
This tenement belonged &c the
Black Hundred; it concealed a thou
sand doors and a hundred traps. Its
history was as dark as its Railways.
When yroon and his companion,
who had been waiting for him. de-
sended into the cellar they found the
reporter insensible. They bound,
blindfolded, and gagged him quickly.
Sanders" said vroon, you tell
Corrigan that I've a sailor for him
tonight. and that | want this sailor
booked for somewhere south of the
equator. Tell him to say to the mas
ter that this fellow is ugly and dis
obedient. A tramp freighter. whose
captain is a bully. Do you under.
stand me?"
II get you. But there's no need
to go to Corrigan this trip. Bannock