The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1914-10-21

AJonesT
"Yes. Who Is it?''
Morton"
why, you called me up not ten
minutes ago"
Not Il"
1T was your voice, as plain as day
What did wantr' keen all at once.
The reply did not come Immediately.
~Ycu are certain 1t was not you?"
wait a moment and I'll call the
editor. He will prove to you that I've
been here for an hour, and that this
Is the first cali I've made. Some one
has been imposing on you. What dlo
they ask you to do?"
"You asked me to come down to the
Office at once, and I requested you
to come to the house. and you said you
could not. I declined to stir"
What did you think?"
Exactly what you're thinking-that
they have come to life again"
Zones, is Miss Florence awaken
NO"
do you think there is any hope OF
having her understand what really
happened"
81 am here only to guard her. / can.
not undertake to read her thoughts"
You're not quite In favor Of rec
onciliation% =.
"Oh, yes, If it went no further.
Young people are young people the
world over"
What does that mean9"
"That they would not create imagi-
rative heartachcs If they were not
young. Better let things remain ex-
actly as they are. When all these
troubles ere settled finally. the lesser
trouble may be talked over sensibly.
But this is not the time. There is no
news. Goodnight"
Norton returned to his chair, gloom
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 f'r 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 out!" 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 man whose arm was car
He'd in a sling. He motioned Norton
to get into the taxicab. They were
dropped in g 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 very
good Job Of it; not for nothing had he
followed fighting armies to the front.
Ibid they find anything?"
mot up to date. But we might II
We cared to. They have left buoy
over the spot they're exploring. But
Just now it floats a quarter OF a
mile to the east of the spot"
"Who were the men in the motor
boat that chased Jones'"
"Only Jones can tell you. Queer old
codger, eh?"
"a bit stubborn. He wants to handle
it without police assistance"
"And he's right. We are not aiming
to arrest anyone" stnisterly. There
can't be any draw to this game. Here.
no smoking. Too much gas afloat-"
Norton put the cigarettes back into
his pocket. whats the real news?'
he demanded. You would not bring
me out here Just to rebandage that
arm. It really did not need it Come,
out with It,"
you're sharp"
"I'm paid to be sharp"
"I've found where the Black Hun.
dred holds its sessions"
"By George, that's news!"
"The room above is vacant. A little
| hole in the ceiling, and who knows
what might happen~
What do you want me to do?"
"Te,l jones. When the next meet.
Ing come around I'll advise you. I've
stumbled upon a dissatisfied member.
So, buck up. rs they say. We've got
two ends CT the net down, and with
a little care we'll have them all. Now
let me have q hundred"
Norton drew out packet OF bills
and counted OF five twenties.
"Why dor't you draw the cash your.
self"
1T happens to be in your name,
Sun"
II forgot" said Norton. But what
chance for me! Nearly five thou
sand. ell mine for ticket to Algiers:"
A grunt was the only reply.
II want you to tell me about the
Perigoff woman"
II know only one thing-that Brine
is there every night"
.No!"
1.-THE orders are for you to play the
game just as you are playing 1t. When
we strike, 1t must be the last blow.
All this hide-and-seek business may
look foolish to you. It's like that jap
anese game called TO- 1t looks sim.
pie, but chess Is a tyro's game be-