The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1915-06-02

turned toward the river, where in mid
stream streaked the speedy little mo-
torboat Flash. which had been stolen
from that dock while the overcoat and
cap peacefully slumbered. In the boat
at the wheel sat a natty little figure
with a chauffeur's cap and tiny mus
tache. Upon his face was beatific
smile. and his eyes sparkled and snap
ped with the exhilaration of this divine
moment Behind him sat. stiff as
ramrod. a woman with high cheek
bones and an expression of grimly pa
tient determination on her lips.
'fVoiIa, Mile. MarieI' cried the little
chauffeur as he cut long. graceful
curve between two slow moving barges
Ibid not say we would swish?"
Marie's stiff lips worked for n mo-
ment, so that she could enunciate.
"voilaT she hoarsely uttered. VOLTA
HenriP'
For only a moment the well known
and justly famous private detective Bill
Wolf looked after the swiftly swishing
Henri; then he turned and pounded UP
the dock, racing for the nearest tele-
phone. First OF all he called the Eagle
Eye Detective agency and secured a re
port from it's wireless department;
then he reused out of slumber n sharp
faced, long nosed woman with high
arched brows. who caught up her bed
side telephone with instant alertness in
her beady eyes.
"Well, I got himr' came the hoarsc
voice-of Bill Wolf Hes on. board the
yacht Hilarity, and. say. with the
girll''
Immediately Honoria moved very
swiftly.
The sleepy eyed steward stepped out
upon the deck of the HiIarity with his
uniformed jacket buttoned askew.
BEG your pardon. sir" he said
Don't lower the boats for a moment
"whatT shouted Gilbert Blye.
'"The gasoline sir. It did not arrive
until an hour ago."
"And there's no gasoline in these
tanks?'' roared big It. +. Edwards
pushing forward.
mo. SIR
"You Internal idiotP' yelled Grin Gun
ningham.
Lower those boatsr shouted Gilber
Blye. wilkins, get downstairs. You
can fill those boats I'm the water" Ant
he looked out across the waves. Th'
escaping beauty was rounding TIT
point
In the pretty apartments which Net
and June Warner had fitted mp TO b'
their nest Ned rose from the coucl
where he had fallen asleep with tn
miniature of June in his hand and rec
ognized the rasping voice of Honoria-
well. we've located your dariingI
| And there was n shrill cackle. she
on board the Hilarity with my hus
hand. And the yacht is anchored out
side the bay. Good morning.
Ned wasted no time Bobbie Bleth
ering had a stanch little boat, and Bot
bic was routed out of bed Immediately
yawning and wondering why the worl
could never be ut peace. But he wa
ready. though il took his agitated wife
iris. seven minutes to make him con
prehcud that the HIlarity was boa
She had to suppress all her ebullien
emotions to do it. but she relieved bel
self somewhat by telephoning June
mother and father Mt their beautifI
home in Brynport
As the sun pushed its scarlet rim u
into the edge of the dawn and stare
in pleased surprise Mt the beautif1
=irl who was speeding toward IN
marShy Short. low. gray skin with
portable motor attached to its ster
skipped In and ont OF the dimnes
among the black hulls at the river
edge. In the skill were three rouE
looking men and roughly dresse
woman, who sat huddled in the bow
All four were silent but their furtly
eyes roved constantly over every YES
sci around which they crept In In
bottom OF the boat were huge bundl
OF celery and loosely piled tarpauliI
Suddenly the woman leaned forwar
and touched the nearest man on tn