Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1915-07-05

As Craig Kennedy Turns on the Cur
Rise az
when / heard the telephone rims Il
was Craig Without a word OF apology
for his rudeness, which knew had
been purely absentminded I heard
MIN say Walter meet me In half
an hour outside that Florence Leigh S
house
Half an hour later was waiting
near the house in the suburbs to
which had been directed by the
strange telephone can the day before.
] noticed that it was apparently de
serted The blinds we're closed and a
To Let sign was ON the side Of the
house
Hello, Walter" cried Craig at last.
busting along.
He led the way around the side OF
the house to a window and with a
powerful grasp, Urenched open the
closed shutters He had Just smashed
the window when a policeman ap-
peared
Hey you fellows-what are you
doing there?" he shouted
Craig paused q second then pulled
his card from his socket
just the man ! waat he parted
much to the polcemans surprise
There's something crooked going on
here. Follow us in
We climbed into the window There
was the same living room we had
seen the day before But it was now
bare and deserted
Come on, cried Kennedy beckon
ing us on.
Quickly he rushed through the
house. There was not a thing in it tc
change the deserted appearance OF
the first floor AT last it occurred tc
Craig to grope his way down cellar
There was nothing there
Kennedy had been carefully COINS
over the place, and was at the other
side of the cellar from ourselves
when saw him stop and gaze at the
floor
Hide" he whispered suddenly tc
us
We waited a moment Nothing hap
pened Had he been seeing things OF
hearing things, wondered?
From our hidden vantage we coulC
now see a square piece In the floor
perhaps five feet in diameter, SLOWLY
open up as though on a pivot
The weird and sinister figure Of
man appeared over his head he wore
a peculiar helmet with hideous glass
pieces over the eyes and tubes tina
connected with a tank which he car
ried buckled to his back.
Quickly he closed down the cover @
the tube. but moi before a vile ehluvi
nm seemed to escape, and penetrate
even to MS in our hiding places Al
he moved forward Kennedy gave
flying leap at him and We followed
with a regular football interference.
It was the work Of only a momen
for us to subdue and hold him whii'
Craig ripped on The helmet
II was Dan the Dude
What's that thing9' puffed as
helped Craig with the headgear
/ can oxygen helmet" he replied
There must be air down the tube tina
cannot be breathed.
He went over to the tube Carefully
he opened the top and gazed down
starting back q second later with hu
face puckered up at the noxlous odor
"Sewer gas he calculated, as DO
slammed the cover down Then M
added to the policeman Where do
you suppose It comes from"
"Why." replied the officer, the So
James viaduct- an old sewers some
where about these parts
Kennedy pucBered his face as h'
gazed at our prisoner. He reached
down quickly and lifted something of
the mans coat
Golden hair" he muttered
"Elaine's,"
A moment later he seized the MAJ
and shook him roughly
Where is she-tell me?" he de
handed
The man snarled some kind Of re
ply. refusing to say a word about her
Tell me. repeated KENNEDY
"Ilumph" anorted the prisoner mor
close-mouthed than ever
Kennedy was furious AS he sen
the man Keeling away from him h'
seized the oxygen helmet and begaI
putting 1t on There was only on
thing to do-to follow the clue Of tn
golden strands Of hair
Down into the pest hole he went hi
head protected by the oxygen helmet
As he cautiously took one step afte
another down a series Of iron rang
inside ihe hole. ho found thar The wa
ter was up to hs chest AZ the bo
tom Of the perpendicular pit was
narrow low passaeeway leading Of