The Dickinson press., 1915-05-22
l.|NTH EPISODE
THE DEATH RAY.

Kennedy was reading a scientific
Aereatise n morning, while I was
banging on the typewriter, when q
anock at the laboratory door disturbed
Jus.
I BY some intuition Craig seemed to
4know who 1t was. He sprang to open
The door, and there stood Elaind
Dodge and her lawyer, Perry Bennett,
Instantly Craig read from the
startled look on Elaine's face thai
something dreadful had happened.
why what's the matter?" he
asked, solicitously.
"A-another letter-from the CutchI
ing Hand" she exclaimed BREATH
Aessly.
: Craig took the letter and we both
read, with amazement:
Are you an enemy of society? If not!
Prder Craig Kennedy to leave the country
ny nine O'Clock tomorrow morning. Oth1
erwlse a pedestrian will drop dead outside
his laboratory every hour until he leaves.
The note was signed blythe now IA!
miliar sinister hand, and had added
to it a postscript which read:
AS a token of his leaving, nave him
place a vase of flowers in his laboratory
window today.
what shall we do" queried Ben.
nett, evidently very much alarmed
Mt the letter.
"Do?" replied Kennedy, laughing
e0ntemptuously at the apparently flu.
tile threat, "Why, nothing. Just
wait"
We got up as usual the next day,
and quite early went yer to the labo'
Fatory. Kennedy, as was his custom,
plunged straightway into his work
and appeared absorbed by it, while ]
wrote.
y There is something queer going
Un, Walter" he remarked. This
ching registers some kind of wireless
Eoys-infra-red. I think-something
like those that they say that italian
scientist, Ulivi. claims he has discov!
nred and called the 'F.rays.'"
"How do you know" I asked, look.
ing up from my work. whats that
instrument you are using?"
"A bolometer, invented by the late
Professor Langley" he replied, hia
attention riveted on it. ;
Some time previously Kennedy had
had installed on the window ledge one
0R those mirrorlike arrangements,
known as a "b%usybody," which show
h0se in a room what is going on in
Ehe street.
As I moved over to look at the
Bolometer 1 happened to glance into
the "busybody" and saw that a crowd
was rapidly collecting on the side!
walk.
Look, Craig!" l called hastily.
He hurried over to me and looked
We could both see in the busybody
bending over a man lying PROSTATE on
the sidewalk.
The excited crowd lifted him up and
0ore him away, and I turned in sur1
prise to Craig. He was looking at his
watch.
1t was now only a few moments past
mine o'clock!
Some time later our door was ex1
Gitedly flung open and Elaine and
Perry Bennett arrived.
"Tve just heard of the accident!1
she cried, fearfully. isn't it terrible!
What had we better do?"
For a few moments no one said a
word. Then Kennedy began carefully
examining the bolometer and some
other recording instruments he had
while the rest of US watched, fasci1
mated.
Somehow that "%busybody" seemed
to attract me. I could not resist look
ing into it from time to time as Ken
needy worked.
/ was scarcely able to control my
excitement when again I saw the same
scene enacted On the sidewalk before
the laboratory. Hurriedly I looked at
my watch. It was ten o'clock!
"Craig!" I cried. "Another!"
Instantly he was at my side, gazing
eagerly. There was a second innocent
pedestrian lying on the sidewalk while
y crowd, almost panic-stricken, gath!
cred about lin.
"It's no use," he muttered, as we
gathered about him. "We're beaten.
I can't stand this sort Of thing. I will
leave tomorrow TO- South America" :
I thought Elaine Dodge would faint
at the shock of his words coming so
soon after the terrible occurrence out.
side. She looked at him speechless.