The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1915-07-17
EIGHTH EPISODE
The Hidden Voice.

The Hidden Voice.
"Jamcson. wake up!"
Tho strain Of the Dodge case was
beginning to tell on me. for 1t was
keeping us at work at all kinds OF
hours to circumvent the Clutchine
Hand. by far the cleverest criminal
with whom Kennedy had ever had
anything to do.
leaped out of bed, still In my pa
Jamas. and stood for a moment staring
about. Then ran into the living
room. looked about, rubbing my
eyes. startled. No one was there.
"Hey-Jameson-wake up!"
1t was spooky.
.Where-the deuce-are you" de
manded.
Suddenly heard the voice again
no doubt about 1t, either.
Here / am-over on the couch!"
scratched my head. puzzled. There
was certainly no one on that couch.
A laugh greeted me. Plainly. though
Il came from the couch. / went over
to it and, ridiculous as 1t seemed. be
gan to throw aside the pillows.
There lay nothing but little OBJ
long oaken box, perhaps eight or ten
inches square at the ends. In the face
were two peculiar square holes, and
from the top projected black disk
about the size of a watch, fastened on
a swinging metal arm. In the face OF
the disk were several perforated holes
/ picked up the strange looking
thing in wonder, and from that magic
oak box actually came burst OF
laughter.
Come over to the laboratory, right
away" pealed forth a merry voice
1--WE something to show you"
WELL" I gasped. what do you
know about that?"
Very early that morning Craig had
got up, leaving me snoring. Cases
never wearied him. He thrived on ex.
element.
He had gone over to the laboratory
and set to work in q corner over an.
other of those peculiar boxes, exactly
like that which he had already left In
our rooms.
Half an hour afterward I walked
into the laboratory, feeling a little
sheepish over the practical joke. but
none the less curious to find out all
about II.
What is it," asked, indicating the
apparatus. =
"A vocaphone." he replied, still
laughing, "the loud speaking telephone,
the little box that hears and talks.
1t talks right out In meeting,
too-no transmitter to hold to
the mouth, no receiver to hold to
the ear. You see, this trans
mitter is SO sensitive that 1t picks up
even a whisper. and the receiver is
placed back of those two megaphone'
like pyramids"
He was standing at table, careful
ly packing up one Of the vocaphones
aud lot Of wire.
81 believe the Clutching Hand has
been shadowing the Dodge house." ne
continued thoughtfully. "As long as
we watch the place. too, he will 40
nothing. But II we should seem, os'
tentatiously, not to be watching, per
haps he may try something, and we
may be able to get clue to his iden-
tity over this vocaphone. Seer
/ nodded. We've got to run him
down somehow" agreed.
"Yes," he said, taking his coat ana
hat. 81 am going to connect up one
of these things in Miss Dodge's iipra-
nv and arrange with the telephone
company for a clear wire so that we
can listen In here. where that teiiow
will never suspect"
At about the same time that craig
and ! sailed forth on this new mis-
sion, Elaine was arranging some now
ers on a stand near the corner OF the
Dodge library where the secret pane'
was m which her father had hidden
the papers for the possession OF when
tho Clutching Hand had murdered
him.
she had moved away from the table,
but, a. she did 90. her dress caugnt
in something m the woodwork. Sne
tried to loosen It and In 90 doans
touched the little metallic spring on
which her dress had caught
instantly, to her utter surprise the
panel moved. Il slid open, disclosing
q strong box. :.
Elaine took II. amused. looked at II
. mSment. then carried u 70 : taD'e
and opened Il. .
Insids were some papers. sealed IN
an envelope ana marked "Limpy Red
Correspondence."
.They must be the clutching Hand
patersls sho exclaimed TO herself.
Se6itatirg I rlsnsut IN doubt what TO