Bisbee daily review., 1916-12-31

the fields toward Seven Oaks hill, looming across the valley A few mo- ments later the stalwart police cap tain and his two men came pounding over the same course, but at a some what slower and heavier gait
 Far down in those buried chambers under the hill, for which those striving figures were headed, a wolfish-faced man desperately clawed at the pile of rock and debris choking the tunnel.
 Suddenly with an eellike movement he wriggled through the narrow pas sage Le had effected. and staggered like q drunken man toward the ladder. his scar-ravaged face livid with dread apprehension.
 He made his way through the open ing and stood confusedly blinking in the bright food of sunlight. The next moment a running figure bore down upon the outlaw from the other siGe of the rock. There was sudden im- pact of eolliding bodies and Jules Le- gar and the Laughing Mask stood in dazed uncertainty. staring into each others eyes.
 By warily evading the menace of that terrible claw of iron. the masked mystery. with sudden trick of Jap anese origin, sent his heavier OppO- nent toppling over backward Then. before Legar could regain his balance, the Laughing Mask slipped through that still open passage into the bowl der, the panel closing sharply as he stepped on the platform. The next in- stant Legar found himself face to face with Captain Bracket and the two de tectives. who had been hot on the trail of the Laughing Mask.
 Before Legar could draw his gun those three heavy and resolute officers avalanched themselves upon him, bury ing him under their combined weight as he crashed to the ground.
 To Margery Golden, still lying on that narrow rocky ledge. expecting every moment an attack from out of the dark. the passing time had seemed like fearful eternity. She had heard Black Tony creeping about below her in an apparently futile search for his laShlight.
 Then came a low cry of triumph and a thin streak of light wavered upon her. She saw the sinister lecring face of the swarthy Italian as he came steadily nearer. She shrank back against the rough wall as a long. ta- peri1g knife, clutched in Sinewy fin gers. came reaching toward her. It seemed certain that nothing short of q miracle could save her. But even as the knife was raised to strike. the miracle happened.
 The Apparently solid wall behind her suddenly gave way and Margery felt herself quickly pulled through an open ing by strong. tender arms. She was vaguely conscious Of being borne IT a ladder and presently gentle breeze fanned her cheek. When the fresh air had revived her and she became ac- customed to daylight she saw the Laughing Mask bending over her.
 'I had feeling up to the very last that you would save me" she mur- mured gratefully.
 ''It was lucky rknew about the old ventilatiug shaft connecting all the galleries in the mine" he modeStly re- piled; ''it will be quite safe for you to go home now. for happen to know that Legar himself is captured and hls men have all met the final punishment they so richly deserved"
 But Margery fixed a pleading look upon her masked savior. s
 Cant you see how am tortured by' this terrible uncertainty" she said In suprlicating tones. If you really love me, you will tell me who you are"
 For moment the Laughing Mask. hesitated. then he slowly raised thet yellow visor which so long had pref served ,the, segret pf his identityl Trsrstixed with wonder, Margeryk stood gazing upon the face of hert companion. A little cry broke froni her lips. cry that might have signi-k fed either joy or sorrow.
 (TO BE CONCLUDED.)