Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1916-05-03
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did SO. the last Of his once iron will
melted away.
He rose heavily from his chair ana
crossed to the vault From this vault
he took the map. the timeyellowed
square Of MANILA about which so many
of the sorrows ard troubles Of all his
lie seemed 10 revelve. Then, calling
for his hat and coat and ordering a
car he trenlblingly made ready for his
midnight visit of capitulation to the
Central Tower building.
While these events were taking
place. however there was one member
of the Golden household who remained
far from inactive When David Man.
ley so abruptly left tranquil bunga
low at Codarton and so stealthily
pushed his way through the shrubbery
surrounding that bungalow, it was be
cause he had made the sudden dis
covery that Legar himself was in the
neighhorhoOd Nor was il hard for
him to guess the reason for that mas
ter-criminaTs invasion Of those seques
tered grounds. And Manley. promptly
deciding TO stalk the stalker himself
was rewarded by overhearing enough
Of Logar's plans. as The latter hurried
ly issued his instructions to two OF his
cOnfederates near the roadside to
realize the necessity Of at once get
ting in touch with Enoch Golden.
Whatever happened he felt, it was his
duty to warn Margery's father that
Legar himself had acknowledged his
ignorance Of the girls whereabouts
and had expressed his intention Of
trucking the chart out Of it's present
owners hands.
Ten minutes of frantic efforts at a
telephone booth in the nearby village,
however, convinced Nanley CT the inn
possibility OF getting in touch with
Golden by wire.
Manley's first thought. IN his diem
ma, was to commander some nearby
ear. Yet nothing but racer. he re-
membered as he snatched out his
watch, could get him to the Central
Tower building in time
His next thought. however, took him
tearing down the village street like a
mailman For the name of "Cedarton"
had brought into his mind yet another
name, the name OF Bobby Evart" And
Bobby Evart. who had his workshop
and hangar on the southerly outskirts
of that village, had been the first OF
the Racquet club members to forsake
automobiles for aviation. and startle
Long Island by his early morning
hydroplane maneuyers over suburban
golf courses and country homes. He
had been the first civilian volunteer
for the federal air scouts and at San
Diego had twice broken his own alti.
tude record established at Pensacola,
and was now immured in the mystert
GUS task of fashioning a stabilizer for
monoplanes, stabilizer Manley re.
membered. which was receiving sym
pathetic attention from certain navy
officials in Washington.
Instead of finding this same in
trepid Bobby porting over blue prints
of stabilizer parts. however, the breath
less Manley found his old-time friend
in a rattan club chair TRANQUILITY play
ing chess with his maiden aunt. In
two minutes the breathless newcomer
had explained to the somewhat as
ed young chess PLAYER a situation
which brought a brighter light into
the latter's boyish eyes.
The point is" cried Manley. could
YOU get me there Could you make a
landing at night?"
They were already on their feet
again, running for the hangar.
Yes, can get you there! But what
have we got to make a landing on?"
The main building Of the Central
tower stops at the eighteenth story.
That gives us a fiat roof of several
hundred yards. Could you make il on
that?"
Not unless it was lighted" eX
planned Evart, shouting for his
mechanician as he rounded the gloomy
corner of the hangar itself.
But it is lighted" Manley told him.
1T gets the light from the tower itself,
and the whole cornice line is strung
with electrics, the same as the Singer
building!"
Evart's finger, touching a button,
threw a white flood across the vaulted
roof Of the building. A touch on an
other button sent the great doors
swinging open. Manley looked at his
watch. Then he shook his head,
ITS too late" he proclaimed. But
Evart and his mechanician were al
ready at work on the wide-winged
monstrosity nestled under its metal
roof like pterodactyl in cave.
Get aboard" commanded Evart.
Were going to try for it >anyway!'
He turned to his helper. Hey, Brown.
throw my friend up that fur coat of
yours!"
but what speed can you get out OF
this machine9" asked Manley as he
clambered aboard the chassis and
struggled with his seat-straps.
Evart. who had been STOPPING over
his engines, looked up.
81 got one hundred and four an hour
out of her this morning" he off-hand-
eddy announced. But l think l can
push her up to one hundred and ten
Manley's heart beat faster.
Then there's a chance!" he cried.
a fighting chance"