The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1915-09-14

Van bort jetty. No message had been
received from Gregor. but they felt
sure that he would be there with the
schooner.
Finally WI directed one of his men
to set of signal, fiashlight on the
end Of the 1etty, while he strained his
eyes through the darkness for some
answering signal
He had not reckoned wrong Far
out over the water came an answering
signal from the schooner
Good" exclaimed WI with salts
faction, as he turned and picked his
way back up the dock
On he went alone until he came to
one Of the deserted mansions of gen.
Grafton or two ago which lined the
shore at that point. There, In yard
beside 1t, stood Elaine's car.
Where is the white girl?" asked
WI, calling Johnson.
In the house. MASTER" replied the
mechanician subsequently.
Wait for me here. them" nodded
WI.
Down in a musty room in the base
ment Of the deserted house was Elaine.
She was neither bound nor gagged.
In fact, there was no necessity for 1t.
No one could hear her cries. nor could
she escape, for the two roughnecks who
had seized her were guarding her, be-
sides couple Of Cinnamon.
WI Fang came In silently and moved
over close to her. He said not word,
but an evil smile spread over his sim
lister face as she shrank from him.
Meanwhile yawl had put out from
the schooner loaded with cans of the
precious contraband drug and had
pulled up at the old stone jetty> and
dock. Cinnamon hastily unloaded 1t
and started up to the house laden with
the heavy tins.
AS WI stood before Elaine the Chi
namen carrying the dope tins entered
and began piling them up in an old
closet in the room At last they fin
ished putting it away
"All is done, master" bowed one
who seemed to be leader
WI nodded, then turned to Elaine.
Col" he Kissed. raising his finger
and pointing to the door.
Trembling, she obeyed, and WI
Fang and the two toughs followed,
one Of the Cinnamon picking up her
suitcase Across the almost untrav-
eled road they forced her and down
on the stone dock, every footstep
logged by WI and his emissaries.
Get into the boat" WI ordered.
She climbed down into the dirty
yawl, and the Cinnamon tossed her
suitcase after her.
IF ycus see that for any reason she
is about to escape" added WI savage
ly, do away with her"
He finished with threatening ges-
ture as the Cinnamon followed Elaine
into the boat. Then he turned on
his heel and walked rapidly back to
the deserted house. There he climbed
into the automobile with the two
toughs and all were rapidly driven
away by the faithless mechanician.
The yawl tossed up and down on
the rough swells that came in from
the ocean, as the powerful arms OF
the sailors pulled her out through the
blackness to the schooner.
There Elaine was lifted over the rail
and forced across the deck down into
the murky. ill-smelling hold 1t made
no difference to Gregor whether he
carried cargo OF contraband or a
white slave In his gruff voice he bel
lowed orders for getting under way,
while the Chinaman half led, half
pushed Elaine into q cramped room
anidships.
He set down the suitcase and, with
a grunt and scowl left, locking the
door and shutting along the passage
way to a steep flight of steps to the
deck.
Elaine paced up and down her mar
row prison distracted.
Suddenly she paused moment as
her eye fell on the suitcase. There
flashed through her mind the message
had given her from Kennedy.
She seized the suitcase and tore it
open with nervous fingers.
"Oh. will it work-will 1t work." she
! breathed in prayer to herself as she
lifted out tenderly the little wireless
telephone.
7 She opened it, pulled up the little
aerials, and pressed the lever.
"Hello-hello-Cr
1t was her last chance. Would 1t
work?