The Prescott daily news., 1915-03-30
the submarine would never have been

l analysis of it. 1 mean just the simple mechanism"
 The inventor. true to his class and kind, instantly forgot his personal dan ger His whole soul was bent upon ono service to humanity-a world with out war. And he was positive that he llone possessed the thing that would make war so horrible, so annihilating, that humanity would no longer dare 10 make war Presently the cracking if electricity was heard and the strange odor which always follows the path of lightning filled the room. Far out in the bay was a series of empty barges being returned from the deep sea dump The inventor turned his ray upon that, after carefully meas uring the distance. something after the manner of Il civil engineer. There was remarkable range finder on the top If the machine, but this the inventor used only when objects were below he horizon
 The two men watched the rear barge Presently it listed; then it began to sag, and a cloud of smoke burst from the hatcheS.
 Good heavens" grasped Hassam Ali. Did you strike that barge under water?"
 'Oh. no. am powerless against wood under water, but all metals are like so much paper"
 What are you going to do with it?" HaSsam Ali was daZed by the colossal power of the machine.
 When the time comes 1 am going to present it to the United States gov ernment."
 Man, there are millions and millions in it,'
 "l am patriot" said the inventor simply.
 It waS about this time that Xudora arrived l" :he photographers studio on the noo below. At the sound of the interior bell the photographer came out of his dark room. To Zudora he did not look like any photographer she had ever seen. His big head was GOV cred with shock of rusty colored hair; he needed a shave; his necktie was aWry; his coat was speckled with to- hacCo ash, and chemical stains invited attention But his forehead was all right and his eyes kindly, if keen.
 "Ah you are Miss Zudora Your un- cle telophoned to me that you would he here. 1 don't take the average run If photographs" His voice was en ergVtic There was Teutonic bur to it. for nl that his name was Green. But XudorH did not notice this at the time You sec" he went on, I'm some thing of an inventor. One of these days I'm going to revolutionize pho ,ography. Now if you'll just sit down for Il moment until l finish the plate I'm working on I'll be at your service
 He returned to the dark room. But ne did not bother with any plates. In stead. he placed his ear against tele phouc-ike object and listened. Has sam Ali was not alone, evidently, in the secret of the man in the room above. X scowl crossed the face of Green, and he muttered an oath in German. When he came back to Zu dora he was smiling.
 Now. then. you want full length or head?"
 Just the head want something unusual"
 "You've come to the right man then"
 He took q piece of wood from his flat desk The wood was highly polish ed From a shelf he took down al heaker and poured some of the liquid upon the piece of wood. Then he took some liquid from another bottle and spread it over the wood, at almost the same time holding the square in front of Xudoras face. Next he threw on some dark liquid. "Behold" he said enthusiastically. "Why." she cried, astounded. "l nev CT saw anything like thatr'
 Few have" he declared. Now come tomorrow at 3 and I'll have six for you on wood steel, copper iron cloth and celuloid. When l can make this cheap I'll put the average camera into the dust bln!'
 And Zudora believed him. Meantime the secret service was | buroWing and finding nothing The Starr company was still at loggerhead@ with it's men, and Storm was striving with might and main to adjust the diff | ferences Two more colliers had gone to the bottom mysteriouSy. The day that Xudora came for her | photograph was to be q red letter day among her experiences. Hassam All