The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1915-06-25
FOURTEENTH EPISODE
THE RECKONING.


heart Of Chinatown, Long Sin was
thinking over his bargain with Ken
nedy to betray the Infamous Clutch
ing Hand.
At length he seated himself on a
teakwood table still celebrating over
the promise he had been forced to
make to Kennedy.
Suddenly an idea seemed to strike
him. Lifting a little hammer, he
struck a Chinese gong on the table
at his side. At the same time he
leaned over and turned the knob at the
side of large roll-top desk.
A few seconds later a sort of hatch
way, covered by rug on the floor, in
one corner Of the room, was slowly
lifted and Long Sins secretary, a pale,
cadaverous Chinaman, appeared from
below. He stepped noiselessly into
the room and shuffled across to Long
Sin and handed him letter.
Long Sin scowled as though some
thing had interfered with his own
plans, but tore open the envelope with
out a word, spreading out on his lap
the sheet of paper it contained.
The letter was a typewriter mes
sage, all in capitals, which read:
"BE AT HEADQUARTERS AT IL.
DESTROY THIS IMMEDIATELY"
At the bottom Of the note appeared
the sinister signature of the Clutching
Hand.
Bowling low again, the secretary
shuffled across and down again
through the hatchway, closing the
door as he descended.
Long Sin read the note once more,
while his inscrutable face assumed an
expression Of malicious cunning.
With an air of deliberation he
reached for a match and struck it.
He had placed the paper in the flame
when suddenly he seemed to change
his mind. He hastily blew out the
match which had destroyed only
corner of the paper, then folded the
note carefully and placed it in his
pocket
A few moments later, with a malig-
nanJ chuckle, Long Sin rose slowly
and left the room.
Meanwhile the master criminal was
busily engaged in putting the finishing
touches to final scheme of f1endish
ingenuity for the absolute destruc-
tion Of Craig Kennedy.
He had been at work in a small
room fitting up sort of laboratory,
In the mysterious house which now
served as his headquarters.
I,to ot in
corner, had just completed an Internal
machine of diabolical cunning, and
was wrapping it carefully in paper to
make an innocent package.
He was interrupted by knock at
the door. Laying down the bomb he
went to answer the summons with
Stealthy movement. There stood Long
Sin, who had disguised himself as
Chinese laundryman.
"On time-good!" growled Clutch
ing Hand surlily as he closed the door
with equal care.
No time was wasted In useless for
malities.
This is a bomb" he went on, point
ing to the package. Garry 1t care
fully. On no account let 1t slip, or
you are a dead man. 1t must be In
Kennedy's laboratory before night.
Understand? Can you arrange it?"
Long Sin glanced AZ the dangerous
package, then with an expressive look,
replied, "Have no fear. l can do it.
1t will be in the laboratory within an
hour. Trust me-"
In Kennedy's laboratory was watch
ing Craig make some experiments
with a new X-ray apparatus.
We were oblivious to the passage Of
time, and only a call over our speak
ing tube diverted our attention.
1 opened the door and few seconds
later Long Sin himself entered.
Kennedy looked up inquiringly as
the Chinaman approached, holding out
a package which he carried
"a bomb" he said, in the most mat
ter-offact way. 81 promised to have
1t placed in your laboratory before
night"
Kennedy took the bomb and care
FULLY placed It under the wonderful
rays, then with the microscope over his
eyes studied the shadow cast by the
rays on its sensitive screen.
Its a bomb, sure enough" Craig
exclaimed, looking up from 1t at last
TO me. ITS timed by an ingenious
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