Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1915-01-10
rCopyr!ght: 1914: By Harold MacGra.ll. ]
 CHAPTER Y.

Copyright: 1914: By Harold MacGrath.l
 CHAPTER Y.
 THE CASE or THE PERPETTAL GLARE
 E ASSAM ALI played with his sa.,? ma5 digging his hands into the cold slith
 ering metals and letting them stay
 submerged for q moment or two. No in ever went into this chest dull. He had
 simple little preparation with which he ashea eacl1 coin until it shonc like a fresh inted enn. Bankers did not particularly ve Hassam Ali. He was always bringing pld certificates and having them exchanged br the coin Whenever he had bills to pay b.medately from his pocket (dreadful solght9 invariably the paper money was eenlab!e only in silver. Having satisfied his Eaying to play with lis l.ea4.t, he closed and eked the chest, secretel it, and went into
 Tonight he saw i,r~ his crystal globe only lose things that he desired to sec Sudden
 he struck his hands together glcefay. hat was t lie snurmvlel. sNnt w;ts f. Why sGI'; ne thought of # hcf,rc! Absolutely wa 'n' with less "vilc-e> |; aa e'a'@ be s-ea in the 1Gta cA .:se ,,sn>-a, ni< T. ss.m- as sunshine! He summoned .Amed (nge the desk. I will be in in moment Yes, sahb''
 When Hassam Ali finished his note he de royed the blotter and the sheets of paper hlch had underlain that upon which he had ritten. This note he gave to the servant. e felt no worry about this note. The man no received it would immediately destroy it. Q keep it and use it in the aim of blackmail ould only tighten the rope about his neck. has doubtless been, surmised by this time, assam Ali was master criminal. They y that every man who commits a crime ayes something behind. Hassam Ali had lnnowed down his risks until they were al- ost negligible. Every man who worked for m did so under the unwritten contract of fe or death. Nearly every tool Hassam Ali Pd stood under the shadow of death. That 1 as principally why nothing ever led the all to his house. There was among the arlous cliques over which he held sway no Fdlnary crook; the porch climber, the yegg- Pan' the forger, the pickpocket had no stand Ps among these men. They were all more less men of scientific attainments in whom Pe criminal instincts had been born, not cre- Fed by environment.
 At o'clock Amed came into the mystic pom and announced that two gentlemen Fsned to see him. Amed was bidden to |rlng them in forthwith. They were old Pen hawk featured, with high foreheads and Fllnant eyes despite their apparent an- |qulty. They greeted Hassam Ali respect F'y' but there was nothing servile in their F'ltudes. They needed Hassam Ali, who in Frn needed them; thus, they were equals.
 You have it still?" inquired Hassam Ali.
 1es' we have never dared to patent it. are holding it until some great war Feaks forth"
 Listen"
 0r half an hour conversation was carried 'n monotone. At the end Hassam Ali sned drew out his wallet and gave each [An roll of bank notes, careful to observe 'nere were no gold certificates. As. the stood up, about to make their de- 'ure' Hassam Ali bade them wait mo- ae He summoned Amed and ordered him '1'us Audora down. The expressions of 'V0 old men changed surprisingly. When
 0'a entered she beheld two old men. be- u. patriarchs. who bowed profoundly E smiled upon her benignly.