The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-03-28


in the corner. as if by = mira ele came
"a deep, loud voice.
Help Help. Murder. Police.
They are skranglinE me. I.
4 The effect was terrific
Clutching Hand and Can. hardened
in crime as they were. fell hack.
Sdazed, overcome for the moment at
the startling effect. sfs5
They looked about. Notsa soul.
Then, to their utter CONSERVATION.
from the helmet again came the deep,
vibrant warning. u
Help. Murder. Police!r
Kennedy and had been listening
over the vocaphone, for the moment
nonplused at the fellows daring.
Then we heard from the uncanny
instrument: For Heavens sake,
Chief, hurry. The Falsers have fallen
down. The girl herself Is coming
What it meant NE did not know But
Craig was almost beside himself. as
I he ordered me to get the police by tel.
ephone il there was any way to block
them. Only instant action would count,
however. What to do?
We could hear the master Grim.
inal plainly fumbling now.
Yes, that's the Clutching hand he
repeated.
Wait. cautioned, someone else
is coming!" -
By sort OF instinct he seemed to
recognize the sounds.
Sec -nTo \
Instantly followed. In less than I
can tell il, the sounds OF a suppressed
shuttle.
He has seized her gagged her
cried in an agony Of suspense.
We could now hear everything that
was going on in the library. Craig
was wildly excited AS for me. was
speech1ess. Here was the vocaphone
we had installed. II had warned u.s.
But what could we dog
/ looked blank1y at Kennedy. He
was equal to the emergency.
He calmly turned the switch.
Then. at the, top OF his lungs he
shouted: Help! Help. Police! They
are strangling met
looked at him in amazement What
did he think he could do blocks
away?
It works both ways, ne muttered
Help! Murder! Police!,
We could hear the astonished curs-al
ing Of the two men. Also, down the
hall. now. we could hear footsteps ap-
preaching in answer to his call for
5help--7Aunt Josephine, Jennings, Marie
and others. all shouting out that there
1rnrn 6riao fI1a HIRE
The deuce! What is tt?o muttered
q gruff voice
The man in armor." Missed Clutch
ing Hand.
Here they come. too. Chief,''
There was parting scufie.
There-take that.''
A loud metallic ringing came from
the vocaphone.
Then silencei
What had happened?
In the library. recovering from their
crock OF surprise, Dan cried out to
the C1utching Hand. 1.-THE deuce!
What IS It?
Then looking about, clutching
Hand quickly took in the situation.
The man in armor!n he pointed
out.
Dan was almost dead with fright
at the weird thing.
Here they come, too. Chief = he
gasped. as. down the hall he could
hear the family shouting out that
someone was in the library.
With q parting thrust. Clutching
Hand sent Elaine reeling.
She held on to- only a corner OF the
papers. He had the greater part OF
them. They were torn and destroyed.
anyway. .ss
Finally. with all the venomousness
& Of which he was capable. Glutchfng
Hand rushed at the armor suit. drew
back his gloved fist. and let 1t shoot
out squafrely in q vicious solar plexus
blow 80
sThere-take that!' he reared.
The suit ratified furfously. Out OF 4
it spilled the vocaphone. with bang
on the floor.
An Instant later those In the hall
rushed in. But the Clutching Hand
and Dan were gone out OF the win.
dow, the criminal carrying the greater
part of the precious papers. $50.
Some ran to Elaine. others to the
window. The ladder had been Kicked
away and the criminals were gone.
Leaping into the waiting car, they had
been whisked away. MN ;l
Hello! Hello! Hello!. called az
voice. apparently from nowhere.
NVhat3is that ~ cried Elaine.
She had risen by this time, and was
gazing about, wondering at the strange
voice. Suddenly her eye fell on thes
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She spied the little oak box.