The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-11-08
Copyrishs BY Frank A. Munsey Ca.
CHAPTER w.
Herr Skopf's Mystery.


few days. Lord Greystoke read of it
and, while taking special precautions
not to permit his name to become con-
nected with the affair, kept himself
well posted as to the police search for
the anthropoid.
Az was true VI the general public,
his chief interest In the matter cen.
tered about the mysterious disappear
ance of the slayer, or at least this was
true until he learned several days sub.
sequent to the tragedy that his SOD
Jack had not reported at the boarding
school, en- route for which they had
seen him safely ensconced in q railway
carriage.
Even then the father did not connect
the disappearance Of his son with the
mystery surrounding the whereabouts
of the ape, nor was it until month
later that careful investigation re-
vealed the fact that the boy had left
the train before it pulled out of the
station at London and the cab driver
had been found who had driven him to
the address of the old Russian that
Tarzan Of the Apes realized that Akut
had in some way been connected with
the disappearance of the boy.
Beyond the moment that, the cab
driver had deposited his fare beside
the curb in front of the house in which
the Russian had been quartered there
ole hDA oil
the boy or the ape from that instant.
ut least no one who still lived. The
proprietor of the house identified the
picture of the lad as that of one who
had been frequent visitor in the room
of the old man. Aside from this he
knew nothing.
And there at the door of a grlny old
building in the slums of London the
j searchers came to blank wall
baf1led.
) The day following the death of Al.
! exis Paulvitch youth accompanying
his invalid grandmother boarded a
steamer at Dover. The old lady was
, heavily yelled and so weakened by age
and sickness that she had to be
/ wheeled aboard the vessel in an in
! valid chair.
! The boy would permit no one but
himself to wheel her and with his own
! hands assisted her from the chair to
the interior of their staterOom-and
! that was the last that was seen of the
old lady by the ships company until
F., the pair disembarked The boy even
insisted upon doing the work of their
cabin steward. since, as he explained,
his grandmother was suffering from a
| nervous indisposition that made the
! presence of strangers extremely dis
! tasteful to her.
Among the passengers there was an
American named Conlon. u blackle2
and a crook, who was wanted in half
dozen of the larger cities OF the
United States. He had paid little ri.
tention to the boy until on one Occa.
. sion he had seen him accidentally dis
! play roll of banknotes. From then
on Conlon cultivated the youthful
Briton.
He learned easily enough that the
| boy was travelling alone with his in
, valid grandmother and that their des
! tination was a small port on the west
| coast of Africa, little below the
| equator; that their name was Billings
| and that they had no friends in the
! little settlement for which they were
bound. Upon the point of their pur
pose in visiting the place, Conlon found
the boy reticent, and so he did not
push the matter-he had learned all
that he cared to know as it was.
At last came the day that the steam
| err dropped anchor in the lee of al
wooded promontOry, where a score OF
more Of sheet iron shacks, making an
unsightly blot upon the fair face of
! nature, proclaimed the fact that civ
ilization had set its heel. Struggling
! upon the outskirts were the matched
. huts Of natives, picturesque in their
( primeval savagery, harmonizing with
; the background of tropical jungle and
accentuating the sQualid hideousness
! of the white mans pioneer architec.
ture.
! The boy, leaning over the rail, was
looking far beyond the man-made town
deep into the God-made jungle. A lit
tie SILVER of anticipation tingled his
spine, and then, quite without vclition,
he found himself mentally gazing into
the loving eyes of his mother and the
strong face Of the father which mir.
rored beneath its masculine strength
love no less than the mothers eyes
proclaimed. He felt himself weakened
in his resolve.
The task of lowering the boys
grandmother over the side to waiting
canoe was rather difficult. The lad in. |
sisted on being always at her side
and when at last she was safely en-
sconced in the bottom of the craft that |
was to bear them shoreward her grand. |
son dropped catlike after her.
So interested was he in seeing her
comfortably disposed that he failed to
observe the little package that had
worked from his pocket as he assisted |
In lowering the sling that contained