The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1915-02-24

the reporter instantly and with tina
ever-ready and alert mind OF his Sc
about to lure the young man into
trap out Of which he might not easil!
come.
Norton decided to follow his man
He might be going on a wild-goost
chase, he reasoned; still his first i'm
pulses had hitherto served him well
He looked careworn. He was con
vinced that Florence was dead, despite
the assertions of Jones to the con
trary. He had gone over all the mis-
haps which had taken place and he
was now absolutely convinced that his
whilom friend Braine and the Princess
Perigoff we're directly concerned
Florence had either been going to
or coming from the apartment. 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 corner, never suspecting
that Vroon was watching him from a
corner of his eye. Norton was not
keen today. The thought of Florence
kept running through his head.
The car stopped and Vroon got off.
He led Norton winding course which
at length ended at the door of a tene-
ment building Vroon entered. Nor
ton paused, wondering what next to
do. now that his man had reached his
destination. Well, since he had fol-
lowed him all this distance he must
make an effort to find out who he was
and what he was going to do. eau
tously he entered the hallway. AS
he was about to lay his hand on the
newell post of the dilapidated stairs
the floor dropped from under his feet
and he was precipitated into the cellar.
This tenement belonged to the
Black Hundred; ii concealed a thou
sand doors and hundred traps. Its
history was as dark as its Railways.
When Vroon and his companion,
who had been waiting for him, de-
scended into the cellar they found the
reporter insensible. They bound, blind
folded, and gagged him quickly.
Saunders" said Vroon, you tell
Corrigan that I've a sailor for him to-
night, and that l want this sailor
booked for somewhere south of the
Tell him to say to the mas
ter that this fellow is ugly and DISC
bedient. A tramp freighter, whose
captain is bully. Do you understand
me?"
u get you. But there's no need to
go to Corrigan this trip. Bannock is
in port and sails tonight for Norway.
That's far enough"
"Bannock? The very man. Well,
Mr.. Norton, reporter and amateur de.
tective, l guess we've got you fast
,nough this time. You may or may
lot come back alive. Go and bring
ground taxi; some one you can
rust. I'll dope the reporter while |
'ou're gone.
Long hours afterward Norton |
pened his aching eyes. He could hard |
y move and his head buzzed abomi- |
lably. What had happened? What
vas the meaning of this slow rise and
all of his bed? Shanghaied?
Come out O. that now, We skulk-
r." roared a voice down the COM
'anionway.
"Shanghaied!' the reporter muir
nured. He sat up and ran through
lis pockets. Not SUMMARIZE, not a
match even; and a second glance told
i'm that the clothes he wore were not
lis own. They've landed me this
ime. Shanghaied! What the devil
m going to do?"
Dye hear me?" bawled the stri-
ent voice again.
Norton looked about desperately for
ONE weapon of defense. He saw an
ngineer's spanner on the floor by the
unk across the way, and with no
mall physical effort ne succeeded in
blaming it. He stood up, his hand be-
ind his back.
"All right, me buckle! I'll come
own an git YET"
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, appear down the companionway,
nd there gradually rose up from
hem u man as wide as a church door
nd as deep as a well.
Wait a moment" said Norton, grip.
ing the spanner. LET US have a per.
ect understanding right off the bat"
We're going t have II. matey
ont We worry none"
Norton raised the spanner, and,
icy as he was, faced this seafaring
Iercules courageously.
I've been shanghaied. and you
now 1t. Where are we bound?"
Copenhagen
We'll, for a month or more you'll
eat me up whenever the opportunity
ffers. But merely wish to warn you
lat If you do you'll find heap of trou-
lie waiting for you the next time you
rop your mudhook in North Amer.
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