The Springdale news., 1915-03-12

Poisoned Room.
 spite of the fact that it was broad daylight, it was running. His face puckered
 They are using no current at pres- ent in the house." he ruminated, yet the meter is running"
 He continued to examine the meter. Then he began to follow the electric wires along At last he discovered a place where they had been tempered with and tapped by other wires
 The work of the Clutching Hand," he muttered.
 Eagerly he followed the wires to the furnace and around to the back. There they led right into a little water tank Kennedy yanked them out. As he did so he pulled some thing with them.
 Two electrodes the villain placed there, he exclaimed. holding them up triumphantly for me to see.
 Yves I replied. dubiously, but what does it all mean?''
 Why, don't you see? Under the in- fuence of the electric current the wa. ter was decomposed and gave of oxy- gen and hydrogen. The free hydrogen passed up the furnace pipe and com bining with the arsenic in the wall paper formed the deadly arseniuretted hydrogen"
 He cast the whole improvised elec- trolysis apparatus on the floor and dashed up the cellar steps.
 I've found it." he criet, hurrying Ito Elaine's room. Its in this room "a deadly gas-arseniurettei hydro. gen."
 He tore open the windows
 Have her moved" he shouted to Aunt Josephine. Then have a vac uum cleaner go over every inch of wall. carpet and upholstery"
 Standing beside her, he breatnless- ly explained his discovery. That wall paper has been loaded down with arsenic, probably paris green or Sehweinfurth green, which is acetoar- senite of copper Ever, minute you are here you are breathing arseniuret- ted hydrogen. This Clutching Hand is diabolical genius. Think of it- poisoned wall paper.'
 No one said word Kennedy reached down and took the two Clutching Hand messages Elaine had received. T shall want to study these notes, more, too" he said, hold ing them up to the wall at the head of the bed as he flashed his pocket lens at them. You see, Elaine, may be able to get something from study ing the ink. the paper. the hand writ ing"
 Suddenly both leaped back, with a cry.
 Their faces had been several inches apart. Something had whizzed between them and literally impaled the two notes on the wall
 Down the street, on the roof of carriage house, back of a neighbors. might have been seen the uncouth fig are of the shabby South American h. dian crouehing behind chimney and gazing intently at the Dodge house.
 As Craig had thrown open Elaines window and turned to Elaine the figure had crouched closer to the chimney.
 Then with an uncanny determina- tion, he slowly raised the blowgun to his lips
 jumped forward, followed by Doc tor Hayward. Aunt Josephine and Marie. Kennedy had a peculiar look as he pulled out from the wall blow gun dart similar In every way to that which had killed Michael.
 "Craig.s gasped Elaine. reaching up and laying her soft white hand on his arm in undisguised fear for him, you you must give up this chase for the Clutching Handl"
 Give up the chase for the Clutch. ing Hand?" he repeated in surprise. Never. Not until either he or is deadi"
 There was both fear and admiration in her look, as he reached down and patted her dainty shoulder 
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