American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1915-02-25

about to lure the youLg mai INTO
trap out Of which he might o easily
come.
Norton decided to follow his man
He might be going on a wild-goose
chase. he reasoned; still his first i'm.
pulses had hitherto served him we'll
He looked He was con
WINGED hat Florence was dead, despite
the assertions of Jones to the con.
trary. He had gone over all the mis-.
haps which had taken place and he
was now absolutely convinced that his
whilom friend Braine and the Princess
Perigoff were directly concerned.
Florence had either been going to
or coming from the apartment. And
that memorable dsy of the abduction
the princess had been in the dry goods
shop.
Yroon took a downtown surface car,
and Norton took the same. He sat
huddled in a corner, never suspecting
that Vroon was watching him from a
corner OF his eye. Norton was not
keen today. The thought of Florence
kept running through his head.
The car stopped and Vroon got off.
He led Norton a winding course which
at length ended at the door of a tene-
ment building. Vroon entered. Nor
ton paused, wondering what next to
do, now that his man had reached his
destination. Well, since he had fol-
lowed him all this distance he must
make an effort TO find cut who he was
and what he was going to do. eau
tiously he entered the hallway. AS
he was about to lay his hand on the
newell post of the dilapidated stairs
the floor dropped from under his feet
and he was precipitated into the cellar.
This tenement belonged to the
Black Hundred; it concealed a thou
sand doors and a hundred traps. It's
history was as dark as it's Railways.
When Vroon and his companion.
who had been waiting for him, de-
scended into the cellar they found the
reporter insensible. They bound. blind
folded, and gagged him quickly.
Saunders" said Vroon, you tell
Corrigan that I've a sailor for him to-
night, and that l want this sailor
booked for somewhere south of the
equator. Tell him to say to the mas
ter that this fellow is ugly and DISC
bedient. A tramp freighter, whose
captain is a bully. Do you understand
me?"
Il get you. But there's no need to
60 to Corrigan this trip. Bannock is
In port and sails tonight for Norway.
That's far enough"
"Bannock? The very man. Well.
Mr.. Norton, reporter and amateur de-
teedve. | guess we've got you fast
enough this time. You may or may
not come back alive. Go and bring
o a taxi; some one you can
trust. III dope the reporter while
you're gone.
Long hours afterward Norton
opened his aching eyes. He could hard,
ly move and his head buzzed abomi-
nably. What had happened? What
was the meaning of this slow rise and
fall of his bed? Shanghaied?
Come out o. hat now, We skulk-
er!" roared a voice down the COM
~panionway.
"Shanghaied!" the reporter MUIR
INJURED. He sat up and ran through
his pockets. Not a sou-markee, not a
match even; and a second glance told
him that the clothes he wore were not
his own. They've landed me this
time. Shanghaied! What the devil
am l going to do?"
Dye hear me?" bawled the stri-
dent voice again.
Norton looked about desperately for
some weapon of defense. He saw an
engineers spanner on the floor by the
bunk across the way, and with no
small physical effort he succeeded in
obtaining it. He stood up, his hand be-
hind his back.
"All right, me bucko! I'll come
down an git YET"
A pair OF enormous boots began
TO appear down the companionway,
and there gradually rose up from
them a man as wide as a church door
and as deep as a well.
Walt a moment" said Norton, grip
ping the spanner. Let us have a per-
feet understanding right off the bat"
Were going t have 1t, matey.
Don't ye worry none"
Norton raised the spanner, and,
dizzy as he was. faced this seafaring
Hercules courageously.
I've been s~hanghaied, and you
know II. Where are we bound?"
Copenhagen"
Well, for a month or more you'll
beat me up whenever the opportunity
offers. But ! merely wish to warn you
that IL you do you II ma a heap OF trou.
BILE waiting for you the next time you
drop your mudhook in North Amer.
is that so7" said the giant, eyfnR
the spanner and the shaking hand that
held 1t aloft.
1T is. III take your orders and do
he best ] can, because you've got the
upper hand. But. God Is witness.