The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1916-03-30

Jones? Jones'! Jones?!" He tried 1t IN
three different accents, without ex-
tracing any particular meaning there
from. Nothing much in the political
game" he decided.
1T was with mingling of guinness
and dignity that he greeted Mr.. Walde-
mar an hour later, and turned to meet
Average Jones' steady gaze and mild
ly-inquiring smile.
"Do ycu-er-know anything of sub
marine mines, Mr.. Linder?" draWled
the visitor. ..
"Huh?" returned the Honorable Will
liam Under, startled.
"Submarine Mines" explained tho
other. "Mines-in-the-sea, If you
wish words of one syllable"
The lids of the Honorable Under
contracted.
you're in the wrong joint" he said,
this amt the Naval college,"
THANK you. A submarine is a very
ingenious affair. I've recently been
reading somewhat extensively on the
subject. The main charge Is some
high explosive, usually of the dynamite
type. Above it is small jar of sui
phuric acid Teeth, working on levers.
surround this jar. The levers project
outside the NINE When ship strikes /
the mine, one or more of the levers are
pressed in. The teeth crush the jar.
The sulphuric acid drops upon the
main charge and explodes it. Do you
follow me?"
"I'll follow you as far as the front
door," said the politician balefully. He
rose.
III the charge we're in chair, in the
cushion of an easy chair, we'll say, on
the third floor of house in Brook
lyn-"
The Honorable William Under sal
down again. He sat heavily.
the problem would be somewhat
different. OF course, it would be easy
to arrange that the first person to sit
down in the chair would, by his own
weight, blow himself up. But the first
person might not be the right person.
you know. Do you still follow me?"
The Honorable William Under made
q remark like fish.
"Now, we have, if you will forgive
my PROFESSIONAL method" continued
Average Jones, "a chair sent to gen.
tleman of prominence from an anOny-
nous source. In this chair is a charge
Of high explosive and above 1t glass
bulb containing sulphuric acid. The
bulb, we will assume, is so safeguard
ed as to resist any ordinary shock OF
moving. But when this gentleman.
sitting at ease in his chair, is noticed
by trombonist, placed for that pur.
pose in the street below"
''The Dutch horn.player!" cried the
politician. "Then it was him; and
I'll-'
"Only an innocent tool" interrupted
Average Jones, in his turn. "He had
no comprehension of what he was do
ing. He didn't understand that the VI
bration from his trombone on one par
ticular note Of the slide up the scale
as In the chorus of 'Egypt'-would
SILVER that glass and set off the
charge. All that he knew was to play
the B.fats trombone and take his pay:
q, "EIis pay?" The question leaped to
the politicians lips. Who paid him?"
"a man-named-er- =
drawled Average Jones.
Linder's eyes did not drop, but q
film seemed to be drawn over them.
"You once knew-er-a Mrs. Ar
buthnot?"
The thick shoulders quivered lit
tie.
"Her husband-her widower-is in
Brooklyn. Shall push the argument
any further to convince you that you'd
better drop out Of the mayoralty
racer"
Under recovered himself little.
"What kind of game are you ringing
in on me?" he demanded.
Don't you think" suggested Aver
age Jones sweetly, that considered as
news, this"
Under caught the word out Of his
mouth. "News!" he roared. Ever
your dirty paper, Waldemar, wouldn't
rake that kind of muck up after ten
years. It'd be boomerang. You'll
have to put up stronger line of black
mail and bluff than that"
"Blackmail is perhaps the correct
word technically" admitted the news
paper owner, but bluff-there you 60
wrong. You've forgotten one thing;
that Arbuthnot's arrest and confession
would make the whole story'news. We
stand ready to arrest Arbuthnot, and
he stands ready to confess"
There was a long, tense minute OF
silence. Then
What do you want?" The straight
to-the-point question was an admission
of defeat.
9our announcement of withdrawal
I'd rather print that than the Arbuth
not story"
There was a long silence. Finally