Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-03-24

As we caught sight of him, Arnold
sprang forward. Woodward and l,
followed by the soldiers also jumped
out.
Del Mar turned and ran down the
hill again with us after him, full cry.
While we had been waiting, some or
the soldiers had deployed down the
hill and now hearing our shouts,
turned, and came up again.
Beside his engine, we could see an
engineer chopping wood. He paused
now in his chopping and was gazing
out over the bay. Suddenly he had
seen something out in the water that
had attracted his attention and was
staring at it. There 1t moved, moth
ing less than a half-submerged sub
marine.
AS the engineer gazed off at 1t, Del
Mar came up, unseen, behind him and
stood there, also watching the sub
marine, fascinated.
Just then behind him Del Mar heard
us pursuing He looked about as we
formed a wide circle, with the men
down the hill, that almost completely
surrounded him. There was no chance
for escape. 1t was hopeless.
But it was not Del Mars nature to
give up. He gave one last glance
about. There was the trolley car that
had been converted into a cable way.
1t offered just one chance in a thou
sand. Suddenly his face assumed an
air of desperate determination.
He sprang toward the engineer and
grappled with him, seeking to wrest
the ak from his hand. Every second
counted. Our circle was now narrow
ing down and closing in on him.
Del Mar managed to knock out the
engineer, taken by surprise, just as
our men fired volley In the strug-
gle, Del Mar was unframed. Instead
he just managed to get the ak.
An instant later leap landed him
on the cable car With blow of the
ak he cut the cable. The car began to
move slowly down the hill on the
grade.
Some of the men were down below
in it's path. But the onrushing cable
car was too much for them. They
could only leap aside to save them
selves.
On down the incline, gathering mo-
mentum every second, the car dashed,
Del Mar swaying crafty but keeping
his footing. We followed as fast as
we could, but it was useless.
Out on the wharf it sped at ter
rife pace. At the end it literally cat
apulted itself into the water, crash
ing from the end of the pier. AS 1t
did so, Del Mar gave flying leap out
into the harbor struck the water with
a clean dive and disappeared.
On down the hill we hurried. There
in the water was Del Mar swimming
rapidly. Almost before he knew it, we
saw him raise his hand and signal,
shouting.
There only a few yards away was
the periscope Of submarine. AS we
watched, we could see that it had seen
him, had turned in his direction.
Would they get him?
We watched, fascinated. Some of
our men fired, as accurately as they
could at figure bobbing so uncertain
ly on the water.
Meanwhile the submarine ap-
preached closer and rose bit so that
the hatchway cleared the waves. 1t
opened. One of the foreign agents
assisted Del Mar in.
He had escaped at last!
1t was most heartbreaking to have
had Del Mar so nearly in our grasp
and then to have lost him. We looked
from one to another, in despair.
Only Arnold, in his disguise as a
hermit, seemed undiscouraged. Sud
denly he turned to Woodward.
what time is it?" he asked eagerly.
"a little past noon"
"The Kennedy wireless torpedo" he
exclaimed. ut arrived today. Burn
side is trying trout"
Suddenly there flashed over me the
recollection of the marvellous invention
that Kennedy had made for the gov
eminent just before his disappearance,
as we'll as the memory of the expert
ences / had had once with the in
trepid Burnside.
Woodward's face showed g. ray OF
interest and hope in the overwhelming
gloom that had settled on us all.
"You and Jameson go to Fort Dale,
quick" directed Arnold eagerly. I'm
not fit. Get Burnside. Have him
bring the torpedo in the air boat.
We needed NO further urging. 1t
was slender chance. But re-
fected that the submarine could not
run through the bay totally sub
merged. 1t must have its periscope
in view. We hurried away, leaving
Arnold, who slowly mounted the hill
again.
How we did 1t, 1 don't know, but
we managed to get to the fort In rec
ord time. There, near the aeroplane
hangar, sure enough, was Burnside
with some other men adjusting the
first real wireless Kennedy torpedo,
the last word in scientific warfare
making an aerial torpedo boat.