The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-12-17

rkoit Wit n heavy black VEIL" Gas the Of
lice boy put it,. who had departed fu1rre-
ditely. and laid the matter before Mana-
Held, the city editor.
The name sounds familiar" remarked
tho latter. frownIng
Grant nodded, and with sudden inspIra-
flon picked ZIP a copy OF The Chronicle,
opened It at the amusement advertise
aenta and pointed to one OF them.
Huh! The automatic chess piayer!''
exclaimed the city editor. "WelI-rnaybe
there's something in It. Look 1t up" and
ae turned to the assignment book.
l'uzzling much over tho possible Iden-
fitv Of the mysterious yelled lady, Tommy
Grant vent to the waxworlSS show on an
1p-town street where ''MarveIo'' was egg
iahlshed, and presently discovered the
most dangerous man"--tlie figure or q
small, bearded Turk. sitting cross-Iegged
in n box against the wall with a chess
board and men before him While a
EnInler haranEued the interested crowd,
the tiguEe. moving only It's forenrma, and
that stiffly, brought up 4 knight from its
ambush behind n couple of pawHs, and
checkmated m opponent neatly.
With an amazed Srunt the man walked
away, while tho crowd laughed: and Grant
took his place as soon as the others lost
interest IIe had been sizing UP the au-
tomnton with Keen eyes, and had scrib-
blcd something on his pad Tho spieIer
moved sway after setting up the chess
tAlIId ILL ff1aCIlRL1 FORWARD az
though to move pawn and dropped his
scribbIed note in the middle of the chess
board
ForRn instant the figure was motion
less: then swiftly and very humanity the
figure snatched up the note and stuffed
Ing. Then the arms fell inert.
Grant hid smile; for what lie had writ
Ten was: You are betrayed. Make your
getaway before 1t is too late" Where
~ IA
sage seldom fails to get results,
He waited a moment, then beckoued to
|'ie spieler. This thing won't work" he
complained.
The man came over IN evident surprise
investigated some cIockworlz mechanism
and Ewors feeling1y. It's busted he
#lnnnuilced CURLY: pulled q curtain across
TIE box and disappeared through u door
IN the rear. Grant followed him, making
sure lie was unobserved.
HI found himself IN q sort Of store
foorn. To one side the attendant was ar
EuinE furlously with a small man In big
eyeglasses, whose long hair and wFiskers
Feened to be bristling with terror as he
struggled into coat and hat. Beside
Vim was evidently the door leading into
lust emerged.
II tell you. I'm through.t' yelled the lit
lie man. I'm sick!" He hurried out
through a rear door. and Grant slipped
after MIN pnnnSeFVEd-R
This led into an alley. and the little
man was just ahead, Fastening towards
the street. AT tho corner he ran plump
Into-and the reporters pulses leaped as
he saw her-a shapely young woman in a
heavy black veil
The fleeing man grabbed ut her to save
himself from falling. and tore away the
sell. Instantly no leaped back with a cry
of fear. whipped out a revolver and fired
5fust as Grant, galvanized into action.
rushed forward to protect her. He was
too late. for she reeled and fell Imply TO
the ground. Tile man dashed away and
was boarding q passing street car as Grant
bent over the girl. She was decidedly
pretty. and seemed to have swconed.