The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1916-03-23

cndnSe. he pursued:
Il know it sounds ridiculous, alb
surd; I'd laugh at anybody who told
me the same thing; but after days of
seeing my mems suits ripped open,
their air tubes cut and hauling them
up fainting with terror, went down
myself. l saw It, l know what I'm
talking about"
Anybody live on Pigeon island?"
Yes. There's an old fisherman liv-
ing in hut there. A fellows been
with him lately who got blown up
while blasting stumps; he's a sight"
"Ah-h-h," breathed Hazard. THAT
accounts for the doctor, then!"
yes, believe ones been going over
there every day."
The detective rose to his feet. 81
suppose you came over from Hog
island III some sort of craft?" said he
Why"
II want you to go with me over to
Pigeon island-tonight. And if there's
wind enough to maneuver your boat
We'll dispense with the kicker. Got a
gun"
81 should say! Catch me fooling
about this job without one!"
Some time after midnight Fowler
was guiding his companion over mar
row, rough, broken path that seemed
to Hazard to be all abrupt activities
and steep descents and interminable
1iozap that lad powhara
At last the young man halted and
whispered:
Careful now! The shack's not
more than fifty feet away"
1t was dark and silent, and as far as
either could make out. untenanted. But
even as they watched and listened a
sound of movement came from within;
light suddenly shone through numer-
Gus chinks and cracks; and then Haz-
ard strobe boldly forward and ham
mered upon the flimsy door.
Instantly quiet fell Hazard was
about to essay another knock when a
quavering voice within called: THAT
you, Doc? Wait jest a minute and
I'll unbar the door,"
Something more than a minute It
was that the two were obliged to wait;
but at last the door was opened and
stopped old man, holding aloft a
lantern, peered out at them. He
showed no surprise when he perceived
1t was not the doctor, but ENORMOUSLY
told them he had no accommodations
for folks who didn't know any better
than to get themselves lost among the
islands. II got sick man here" he
added, conclusively. Hes bad to-
night; Doc ought to be here now"
Through the doorway Hazard could
descry meanly furnished single room
against the farther wall of which were
two hunks, one above the other. AS
the old man moved backward to close
the door the light from the lantern
shone full upon the lower of these.
Upon 1t was figure whose head and
the elbows-were so swathed in ban
dages that, If 1t hadn't stirred Hazard
wouldn't have known it to be alive.
Hazard and Fowler retreated a con-
siderable distance along the path, then
at word from the detective they
crept noiselessly back and crouched
In the darkness, watching the hut The
sole reward for their pains was view
of the lantern being extinguished and
stiffness again falling; stiffness that
remained unbroken through more
than an hour of impatient waiting.
In the early morning hours, before
| Mackinaw's telegraph Office had
opened, Hazard sent a telegram to a
railway operator at the freight yards.
1t was addressed to Miss Helen Bertel,
at Chicago, and bore this appeal:
open season for sea serpents.
Hurry up; the waters fine.-F. H."