Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1916-09-22

Of these so obviously was to detonate
3 contained explosive that Jim looked
quickly at his brother-in-law before
touching any Of the plungers.
"Push 1t In" Bob said. 1.-THE thing
Isn't loaded"
what should it be loaded With"
"Picric acid or any good high explo-
sive; not a particularly large charge
is required. 1t seems to be an incen-
diary bomb, with only a small cham.
Der of explosive In the center surround
ed by a chamber for the burning fluid
OF course. If required 1t might all be
filed with high explosive"
Where did you get it?'
ut was sent to me from Chicago this
afternoon
"What forT
"As n sample"
"Of WHAT"
Wendell pulled his chair a little near
er and leaned toward his brother-in
law. "Of the sort of weapons-or
rather, as one of the sort of weapons
which are being distributed to the Sc.
cret agents of the prince regent
throughout the middle west"
1.-THE secret agents."
.Yes, 1t was made under your nose
at the Ashby brass works."
"Giye It to me or hide 1t now,
pleased" Bob ordered sharply as some
n came toward the screen door.
Jim looked about "It's only Nellie"
Bob seized the brass bomb and drop
ped it into the shoe box and laid on the
cover. He was standing. and Jim
arose also as his sister came out upon
the porch She was q graceful, Slightly
built girl of tw%enty-four, with dark,
1ustrous hair and delicate brows. with
quiet, beautiful eyes, deep blue In color.
and with sensitive lips and good, round
ed little chin Her lips We're quiverine
now, and her cheeks were flushed. She
was 80 agitated herself that she did
not notice the attitude of ~dissension be-
tween her brother and her husband,
and Jim spoke to her tn quick sym
patty.
"He1lo, Helen. what's ~happenedT"
Nothing, thanks, jim"
you don't want to tell meY'
Its only fathers been talking to me
again"
"Ohr' Her brother understood He
looked from Nellie to her husband.
picked up hts golf bag an went into
the house.
Wendell showed the shoe box with his
fno+ 30 AboA n ohatp htd a. thon h.
kissed his wifes lips Neighbors had
said when she was a little girl that
there was something appealingly i'm
practica-idealistic. some called it
about Helen Ashby. She vas consider
ed to have proved to be impractical
when, at twenty-five and against the
violent opposition of her father, she
had married Bob Wendell, who Their
was only an ensign In the navy with
pay less than $500 a year. He was
junior lieutenant now, with $4,000 an
nuaIly, but Nellie's family had just
learned that a third person was to ar.
rive to share that slender pay. This
had caused more personal criticism OF
Wendelrs circumstances during the
present visit In Elgin and made 1t more
difficult than ever for Nellie as well as
for Bob.
whats he been saying now, dearte?"
"Oh, he's going to tell you!" Helen's
glance caught the headline of the pl.
per which Jim had left. Bob, what's
the news tonight?'
We'll, the prince regent is withdraw.
ing cruisers from the Caribbean"
And pledging recognition of the
Monroe doctrine3"
Not yet"
But you're not telling me all that's
happened or all you've found out since
I've seen you. Isn't that SOP
He could not deny it. He glanced
down once, doubtfully, toward thu
chair which was hiding the shoe box,
then, changing his mind, drew a tele
gram from his pocket.
Eyes, I got this, Nellie" he admitted
From the Department."
Eyes"
She seized it, but, holding it, she
could not open 1t. "It says there is
going to be WARP"
"No, no, Nellie. Just warning me te
be ready to report If recalled"
eff recalled?"
Eyes; read it I'm simply to stay
near the telegraph wire and not to lei
any one know I've been warned; nc
ones to suppose we're expecting trou
ble."
"Then it hasn't come?'
"Not-no."
mot yeti you were going to say, Bob
Not yeti"
Ito Be C~ontinued.)