Omaha daily bee., 1916-07-28
The Secret t :. Submarine
BY E. Alexander Powell
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away from usl Was there ever such
incredible imbecility?"
But Morton was too stunned by the
disaster to reply to her taunts. The
imposing edifice that his Imagination
had erected had suddenly collapsed.
With Cleo's escape ended his scheme
OF forcibly marrying her and thus OBJ
tanning possession OF the fortune
which she had inherited from Calvin
Montgomery. And, as though this
were not enough, the secret of the
submarine, on finding which he had
staked everything, had slipped
through his very fingers and was
now, he was convinced. in the hands
OF his rival, the man whom he hated
more than any other-Jarvis Hope.
The lavish expenditures he had made
in prosecuting the search had almost
exhausted his means Gerald Morton
was desperate and dangerous
man.
"Well,' demanded Olga, when her
anger had somewhat subsidized, what
are we going to do about il, There
is nothing to be gained by sulkins like
disappointed children"
I'VE are going to follow them"
said Morton grimly, Pm going 70
get that formula If have to kill
them BOTH
That" said Olga approvingly, is
the way to talk. Let us be going.
Their mutual jealousies and sus-
picions forgotten in the loss Of the
formula. they recrossed the chasm
and climbed into the aeroplane, A
moment later and, with a roar from
its propellers, it rolled forward across
the mesa and scared into the air,
During their brief stay in the cabin,
however, the wind, already danger
ously high, had risen to a gale, and as
their craft, leaving the comparatively
sheltered mesa. climbed skyward, II
was buffeted as a ship is buffeted by
the waves. But it was impossible TO
return to the mesa now, and to at
tempt to descend elsewhere was but
to invite disaster, The driving force
of its powerful engines notwith-
standing, the aeroplane was as help
less as \ skiff 10 storm, Yet so
mastery was Morton's driving, so
perfect his coordination Of hand and
brain, that II seemed as though his
skill would triumph over the elements
and that he would succeed In reach
ing the plain in safety. But suddenly
a wind squat leaped out at them
from a canyon over which they were
passing: the frail machine reeled and
quivered before the blow. and. de-
spite Morton's desperate efforts,
turned sideways, capsized and plunged
like a wounded bird into the gulf
below,
An hour or so later party Of cow
punchers, returning to their ranch
after rounding up bunch OF strays in
the hills, saw ON the rocky slope OF
the canyon tangled mass OF canvass
wood and steel. Galloping up, they
preceived, half buried beneath the
wreckagc of the acroplane, the bodies
Of Olga and Morton. -.
They're still breathing, boys"
pronounced one OF the punchcrs
when he and his companions had
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innate forms. They're in pretty bad
shape. The girls ribs are all stove
in and I'm afraid the fellows cracked
his skull. Bill, you chase down to the
ranch and bring up the spring wagon
Better put In a mattress and plenty
Of blankets, and bring along some
whisky. Send one Of the boys off to
town for the doctor--and tell him
to get a move on, too. These people
are hurt mighty bad"
So that when Morton and Olga
regained consciousness, days later
they found themselves in ranch
house in a mountain valley, with
cowboys nursing them back to health
(To Be Continued Tomorrow