The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-01-26

est man, I'm bound ter admit | don't |
always get the idea. But, anyway, |
always gets the drink"
"All right, what's the idea?"
Il goes down the rope and shoots |
the old fool mean the young fool |
through the portfolio"
why that's murder!" sried Owen. |
| We'd all swing for it,
mo it amt murder; it's suicide,
| cause I'll throw the gun in there |
where they'll find it when they break |
the door in and everybody'll think he |
shot himself"
Its practical" commented Hicks, |
but Owen protested. At last it was |
decided that a fourth man was neces- |
sry to do the shooting, and the "pi- |
rate" volunteered to produce him.
There's an old shipmate o. mine
down in the stoke hole working like |
a niger. He'd be glad to do the
trick for ten dollars, but we'll make
it fifty because the poor fellow has
a wife and children and needs the
money. He's mighty good to them
children, Mike is. Kind-hearted old
/ beggar. I'll go to get him"
Owen and Hicks went on deck while
Boyd descended to the fiery vitals of
| lAS SttdLutl. IL 10 HOl dil easy Illdl-
ter to smuggle a grimy stoker from
his furnace to the upper decks, but
the Pirate managed it.
Meanwhile the old man was not los
ing time. He had taken a dictagraph
from his baggage, borrowed few dry
batteries and a coil of wire from the
wireless operator. He carefully in
stalled the instrument in his state
room and led the wires out under his
door to the passageWay. From there
it was an easy task to carry them
along the edge of the carpet to the
door of Owens stateroom. Arrived
at the point, he was compelled to
leave pliers, wire and the receiving
instrument under a chair
Like many another stateroom door,
Owens could not be locked easily from
the outside, SO when the three con-
spirators went out they left it I'M
locked. The old man slipped in a mo-
ment later and quickly placed the die
tagraph under the lower bunk.
Returning to his own room, the old
man took up his instrument and lis
tened. But he was not very expert
|. electrician and the dictagraph for a
long time failed to give anything but
roars and cracking sounds, though he
. was convinced that there were several
persons talking. At last he got the
thing adjusted in time to catch the
last sentences of the conversation
He recongnized the voice of the "pi-
rate" 1t said:
| IAN then we lowers you down the
! rope to his portfolio You sticks your
: gun in and shoots the old fool. Don't
! forget to throw the gun in afterward
: ISn fhnvI1 think mo l6h1nA h}mHn1h
See?"
. Sure, got yer, matey," replied a
i strange voice.
a After this the dictagraph got out Of
\ order or the speakers left the room,
: as nothing further came over the wire.
After closing the portfolio, Harry
started to take off his disguise with
a a view of revealing himself and hay-
: ing Owen, Hicks and the pirate" ar
rested. Then it occurred to him that
he had not heard Owen or Hicks talk
q ing and very likely they were not in
a the room at all
It was probably crazy, drunken
=" scheme of the old sailor whom he had
Y tormented with his Interruptions. Net
= Their Owen nor Hicks had any suspi-
cion, so far as he knew, that behind
/, the whiskers and eyeglasses was Har-
ry. Owen could have no object in
q shooting him. In fact, he was rather
d ashamed Of himself for letting the
4 thought enter his head.
O Can it be that ! am jealous of this
IS man Owen?" he wondered, and car
h it be that l have any cause? Polly has
II been taking his advice against mine
Is lately. What can that mean?"
g Peace reigned at dinner and during
the evening while the old liner Ilung-
q ed and rolled past wicked old Cape
v Hatteras. While the passengers lis
- tened to the sad orchestra in the sa
If loon Harry, still in his whiskered dis
a guise, sent a wireless to lawyer il
New York requesting him to telegraph
M, Pauline something that would make
a her come home as soon as possible
Then he entered his stateroom ant
II locked the door.
AS he stepped in he caught sight o
% the unbeautiful countenance of Mr.
Al Boyd squirting wickedly at him from
far down the passageway.
L. Just for that evil grin of yours
il Mr.. Boyd thought Harry, II am no
,r going to let you or your friend shoe
m me until after daylight" So Harr,
Ia kept his porthole closed tight tina
g night, sleeping rather restlessly with
10 out his accustomed ventilation. Blu
70 he had the satisfaction of knowin
TO that others were spending an anxiou
night on the deck above.
n Twice he heard faint scrapin
Id sound on the outside of his cabin, an
n dark shadow eclipsed the the fain
be nimbus OF light which the foggy nigh
s" sent through his portfolio. On tn
g. deck directly over his head three dar
ut figures sat in deck chairs, while
is fourth paced the deck, his cigar glow
u ing like the tail lamp of distant AL
z tomobile.
he The fog began to lift just befor
dawn and the stoker, making anothe
id trip down his rope, found the port
is hole open. A hasty inspection Of tn
~ decks Indicated that it was safe
by go ahead.
t. Owen, Hicks and the pirate" quick
ly lowered the stoker sitting In Iii