The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1915-10-30

In ships hold. and beyond all aid.
She called out, but got no answer.
Exhausted by her fruitless efforts, at
last she flung herself down upon a
nearby bundle-and stared up again
with a shrek of terror
The bundle beneath her had stirred
-moved-yes, she was sure of that!
II moved again. Terrified as she was,
she stopped and cut the thongs which
bound the neck of the long bag of
jute.
! There appeared to her gaze the
tousled head and livid face OF her
friend Roleaul Without her lnowl-
edge he had been hoisted in with her
and left to live or die, as he chose,
bound tight in bag which gave him
little enough chance for air.
Kitty gave cry Of delight and dis
may mingled as she bent above her
friend. He was half unconscious, un-
able to speak, because tightly gagged
She aided him and freed him as she
might. The air, bad as it was, pres
emily began to revive the sufferer.
"Excellency,"' said he at last, "ex-
cellency, 1t is you And where are
we?"
Il do not know, Roleau," said She
Il can only guess. We are somewhere
in the hold of some ship. We must
have been smuggled here, for what
purpose | do not know. 1t may be
we shall be carried out to sea. How
then can we escape?"
The boat now was far from the dock
in the lower bay of Grahoffen harbor.
Under full way, she was headed for
the open sea. The executive officer
came to the captain in his office, and
the latter turned upon him an inquir-
ing eye.
Steam yacht on cur starboard quar-
ters, sir" said the latter, going fast,
flying signals for us to slow down so
he may come aboard"
Come aboard-when we are under
way and two hours back of our sailing
hour? A pest take these little states
which are fighting this cat and dog
war; We have nothing to do with
that-and warrant 1t yonder stranger
has"
What orders, sir?"
! Straight ahead, and full speed.'
Very good, sir"
What is the hour, Judson?" de-
manded the captain as the executive
turned away.
-Four bells, SIR"
/. Make it So" And thus in nautical
terms the voyage of the Prinz Adler
was begun.
Begun, but not ended. Begun, but
soon to be broken. The fast yacht
sweryed slightly and headed on such
an angle as would intercept the liners
course. She sailed a splendid gait,
her clean-cut bows rising black above
the waves as now and again she
leaped finn one crest to another in
her desperate speed. Some man was
driving her who had a purpose; that
was plain.
The captain himself went on deck
as he heard the sound of a distant
piOt. ~ hdA COihO lAOlA ,LAC yuCAi
bow gun, a formidable looking black
piece which might carry iron enough
to sink helpless liner
THE damned pirate!" exclaimed the
captain. A second report, a second
plunge of white ahead gave him warn
ing that it was time to halt.
Hell sink us if we don't slow
down." muttered the captain. His
hand went out to the engine-room
switchboard. A third shot gave evi-
dence enough of the yachts inten-
tions Once more the engine bells
tangled far below. The order had
come to slow down, to reverse. The
giant liner trembled, half paused, slow
ly Stacked her speed and at last lay
purring, even as the yacht swung
swiftly alongside.
What do you want?" called the cap
tain of the Prinz Adler, addressing
a tall figure which stood at the bow
OF the yacht What do you mean by
stopping my ship"
Send me a boat at once" was his
only answer Il will explain when
come aboard. Hesitate and you may
regret it."
Feeling under this the threat which
may or may not have been meant in
faith, but which served none the less,
a ships boat put out to the yacht
and brought Count Frederick aboard. I,
He at once made his way to the cap
tain, whom he addressed brusquely.
You have persons aboard this ship
who are fugitiyes from justice. come
in our kings name to search you be-
fore you leave the three-mile limit |
of our own waters. Perhaps you are
ignorant of these facts yourself. Lay |
to, while we try to get the informa- |
tion confirmed for you. know they i
are on board"
They were indeed on board, but
none knew of their presence. Far be-
meath the lowest deck of the ship the |
guilty deck hands had met their pris-
oners and sought to use such argu-
ments as they could find to induce
their silence.
AS for Roleau, he would hear to
The Joy of combat once more
came TO his soul. He fell upon these