Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-01-04
JOHN EQLEIGH-
A GRIPPING STORY OF LOVE, MYSTERY AND KIDNAPPING

on his way more determined than ever to
accomplish the journey. There was
something about it that appealed to his
there were dangers lurking in the dark
ness. For all he knew to the contrary,
that black-bearded doctor might have
chosen this particular night to make an
other attempt to carry him off. He
chuckled with Joy at the very thought of
it, He'd astonish the fellow when he
whipped out that jolly little pistol. He
pictured himself in a scene OF remark
able heroism. There would be bloodshed.
OF course. 1t would be splendid-some-
thing to talk about for the rest of ones
life. He shifted the weapon into the
right-hand pocket of his overcoat, and
kept his fingers on the butt of 1t.
'They won't find me asleep -" he
said to himself. Then, suddenly he
tripped over something and fell headlong
to the ground. and before he could rise
there was q blanket over his head, and a
most horrible smell that took away his
breath. He screamed and struggled. ans
tried to tear away the blanket with his
hands. All thought of the weapon had
vanished from his mind. His only desire
thing that seemed to be strangling him
to draw a breath of fresh air into his
bursting lungs. Then strange scenes be-
gan to nit quickly through his brain
visions of flowers and colored lights, and
sunshine on blue water, Then he slipped
down into a great darkness,
When Wimberley came to his senses
his head was free, and he was lying on
his back on a soft bed of hay. The light
OF small bulls-eye lantern showed him
the rafters OF a low, narrow shed and
the dim figure of a man.
Feeling better. sonny7" said a clear.
quiet voice. The boy moaned and closed
mis- eyes. He was still dazed by the
fumes OF the chloroform and his head
of failure. He had certainly not emerged
from the contest with hying colors. or
course, they had his pistol And now
he was quite helpless.
Had to do IT. sonny" the man con-
tinued. "Bnt we're not going to harm
you II you behave yourself and your folk
come up to the scratch with the brass"
''Where am ~" queried Wimberley in
a faint voice. The man laughed and
came a little closer so that the light
streamed up on to HIS face.
'G think we've met before, sonny"
'fYes-Doetor Anderson" whispered the
boy. II thought So"
his side, and almost gave a cry OF Joy as
something hard dig itself into his thigh.
They had not taken his pistol after all.
OF course now he came to think of II
more clearly 1t would never have occurred
10 them TO search him for a weapon. And
the Jolly little thing Was there-ehock
fun OF cartridges Well, there would be
some fun now. The exoFuciating pain OF
his headache seemed 10 vanish ia the
joyous anticipation OF a really splendid
scene It was q pity there was no one
there 10 see II. He would have liked the
whole school 70 be watching him-mas-
terB and ALI
For nearly q minute there vas silence.
Then a door creai1ed oa lta hinges ana a
cold blast OF air rushed into the she'd
The black bearded man turned.
ssWelff' he said abruptly
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Eyes what's Il like outsider
ssSnoHing hard asaiA-an the better.
We've got 70 look sharp There isn't
much time 70 lose"
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