Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1916-08-29
The Secret t If Submarine
By E, Alexander Powell
Trail" Fighting Fiandsrs~ The Road Glory" Vivs IL
Copyrighted, 1915. by E. Alexander Pexsl.


could strike again, Morton, with a
savage wrench, gained possession OF
the weapon. Then, grasping her by
the throat with his free hand, he drove
the knife deep into her bosom, As,
with a moan, she crumpled to the
floor, a man who, unobserved by
either, had cautiously opened the door,
bolted down the stairs and into the
street. At the street corner, idly
swinging his stick, a policeman was
standing.
Quick, officer!'' the man gasped;
there's been a murderl A mans just
stabbed a woman in that house over
therep and he led the way back to
the boarding house on the run, with
the policeman at his heels. So quickly
was the warning given that Morton
had scarcely come 70 a realization
that Olga's wound was fatal and that
he must make his escape, when the
policeman burst into the room. At
sight Of the uniform, Morton, rem
dered desperate by the fate that he
knew awaited him, sprang forward,
the stiletto cleaning in his hand
"You would, would your" roared the
officer, and his heavy nightstick de-
scended with crushing force upon the
murderer's head. An instant later and
he had his prisoner securely hand
cuffed.
The man who had given the alarm
had followed the policeman into the
room, and, while the officer was en-
gagged in handwriting Morton, he had
unobserved by anyone, slipped into his
pocket small, leather-bound volume
which was lying on the dresser
"Here you" called the policeman,
"just run down to the drug store
will YOU and telephone fer. an. am
bulanee1 This woman is dying"
"All right" said the man with
aiacrity, aud disappeared down the
stairs. As he reached the street he
drew the book from his pocket and
hastily glanced at it, as though to
assure himself that it was the right
volume. On the back, in faded gil,
letters, was stamped "Robinson's
Philosophy" With a grunt OF salts.
faction the man replaced the book ant
turned down a narrow street, IL was
the Japanese satsumal
To obtain marriage license, to en-
gage the services of clergyman tol
the following morning, and to firt
tombstone and notify him that Clet
had been found took Hope somewha
longer than he had anticipated, Sc
that II was nearly 8 o'clock when
accompanied by the lawyer, he re
turned to the hotel.
please tell Miss Burke that MIR
tombstone apd are here he said t
the clerk.
The man looked at him in surprise
But Miss Burke has already gon
out to meet you, lieutenant" he an
swered.
Hope stared at him incredulously
his heart chilled by nameless fear,
What on earth are you talkinl
aboutf" he demanded.
| why" replied the rystified CLERK
mot half an hour after you went on
someone telepboned here to say tina
you had been detained and that yo
wanted Miss Burke to meet you at tn
Cliff house for dinner and that yo
were sending car for her. ! took tn
message myself, II was man speak
ing. There Is no telephone in Mis-
Burke's room, so | sent the messag
up by bellboy, and few minute
later she came down and got into
closed car that was waiting -
I hope there isn't anything wrong
lieutenant" A.-
"Wrong?' groaned Hope, white I
the lips. "Wrongi should say ther
was. Miss Burke has been kidnape
again--under our very eyes. She
in the hands Of the most unscrupulou
gang of scoundrels in Americal"