Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-12-11
lcoDyright. 1914. By Harold Macorath,
BY HAROLD MAC GRATH

Ter than ever. With his feet upon the
window sill he stared and stared and
dreamed and dreamed till hand fell
upon his shoulder. 1t belonged to one
of the Office boys.
Mote FIR you, sir"
Norton read it and tore it into little
pieces. Then he rose and distributed
the pieces in the several yawning
waste baskets which strewed the aisle
leading to the city desk.
I'm not wanted for anything he
asked.
mo. Clear outn' laughed the night
city editor THE sight of you is put
ting everybody in the gloom ward. :
Norton went down to the street. At
the left of the entrance he was quietly
joined by a man whose arm was car
ried in sling. He motioned Norton
to get into the taxicab. They were
dropped in a deserted spot in River
dale On foot they went forward to
their destination, which proved to be
the deserted hangar of the aviator,
William Orts.
II want you to tell Jones that tug
and several divers are at work on the
spot where he threw the chest. That's
all. Now. doctor, rewind this arm OF
mine-
The amateur surgeon made a very
/, good job Of 1T; not for nothing had he
followed fighting armies to the front
did they find anything?"
mot up to date. But we might il
we cared to. They have left a buoy
over the spot they're exploring. But
! just now it floats quarter of 9
mile to the east of the spot"
@Who were the men in the motol
boat that chased jones'
"Only Jones can tell you. Queer OLE
! codger, eh ?"
"A bit stubborn. He wants to handle
1t without police assistance
And he's right. We are not aimin,
to arrest anyone" sinisterly. NTher'
can't be any draw to this game. Here
no smoking. Too much gas afloat."
Norton put the cigarettes back int
his pocket. Whats the real news !?
he demanded. "You would not brinl
| me out here just to rebandage tina
arm. It really did not need it. Come
| out with It."
You're sharp"
'T'm paid to be sharp
I've found where the Black Hur
dred holds itg sassiOnsr
by George, that's news,"
"The room above is vacant A littl
hole in the ceiling, and who know
what might happen"
what do you want me to do?"
Il Tell Jones. When the next NEE
ing come around I'll advise you. I'v
stumbled upon dissatisfied member
So, buck up, as they say. We've &c
two ends of the net down, and wit
little care we'll have them ALL No
let me have a hundred
"A Norton drew cut packet of bill
and counted off FIVE twenties.
why don't you draw the cash you
81 self"
1T happens to be in your nam,
SON."
Il forgot" said Norton. But whf
IA chance for me, Nearly five tho
Y sand, all mine for a ticket to Algiers
A grunt was the only reply
II want you to tell me about tn
Perigoff woman
Il know only one thing-that Brain
is there every night"
} Not
THE orders are for you to play til
game just as you are playing it. Whe
we strike, it must be the last blos
All this hide-and-seek business ma
look foolish to you. It's like that ia
anese game called 10. 1t looks sir
pie. but chess is tyro's game b
side it. Can you find your way bac
all right?'
Il can
We'll, you'd better be going. That
! all the light l have, in this torch her
I Got a lot to do tomorrow and nee
sleep.
Norton stole away with great ca
: tion. His first intention was to pr
ceed straight to the city, but d
, spite his resolution he found himse
! within q quarter of an hour gazir
up at the windows Of the Hargrea,
3 house. mot at home,"
Quite unconscious of the fact. |
was as close to death as any mort
man might care to be. The polio
man suddenly looming up under IL
arc lamp proved to be his savior.
The lull made Jones doubly alel
He was positive that they were pr
pairing to strike again. But from VIII
= direction and in what manner? Z
had not met the gift of clatrvoyan
/ so he had to wait; and waiting is
terrible game when perhaps death
: balancing the scales. 1t is alwa,
easier to make an assault than
await it; and it is a good general wi
e always finds himself prepared.
But it made his heart ache to wat,
the child. She. went about cheerful
/ when any one was In the room wi
It her. Many a time, however, he h;
{ stolen to the door of her bedroom al
9 heard the heart-rending sobs, va
r attempt being made to stifle the
:. among the pillows. She was on
o eighteen; 1t was first love; and fir
loves are pale, evanescent attac
L ments.~ 1t hurt now; but she wou