The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1917-12-06
Copyright by
Frank A. Munscy Co.
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Herr Skopf's Mystery.


dan by his great trained ape was a
matter for newspaper comment for q
few days. Lord Greystoke read Of II
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.
AS was true Of 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 son
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 vas 1t until a 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 q%uartered there
WIS no clew. No one had seer either
the boy or the ape from that instant,
Mt least no one who still lived. The
proprietor of the house identified the
picture of the lad as that of one who
had been a frequent visitor in the room
of the old man. Aside from this he
knew nothing.
And there at the door of a grimy old
building in the Sums of London the
searchers came to a blank wall
bafled.
The day following the death of AL.
exis Paulvitch n 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 n but
himself to wheel her and with his own
hands assisted her frou 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
the pair d~isembarked. The boy even
insisted upon doing the work of their
cabin steward, since, as he explained,
his grandmother was suffering from Il
nervous indisposition that made the
presence Of strangers extremely dis
tasteful to her.
Among the passengers there was an
American named ConlOn, n b~lackleg
and q crook, who was wanted" in half
q dozen Of the larger cities of the
United States. He had paid little at
tention to the boy until Oh one occl-
sion he had seen him accidentally dis
play a roll of banknotes. From then
ON Conlon cultivated the youthful
Briton.
He learned easily enough that the
boy was travelling alone with his in
tination was a small port on the west
coast Of Africa, a 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 1t was.
At last came the day that the steam
er dropped anchor in the lee of a
wooded promontory, where a score or
more of sheet iron shacks, making an
unsightly blot upon the fair face Of
nature, proclaimed the fact that CIV
ilizatiOn had set it's 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 shiver of anticipation tingled his
spine. and then, quite without volition,
he found himself mentally gazing into
the loving eyes of his mother and the
strong face of the father which mir
r0red beneath it's masculine strength
q 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 a waiting
canoe was rather difficult. The lad in
on being always at her side.
md when at last she was safely en-
uconced In the bottom of the craft that
was to bear them shoreward her grand
ION dropped catlike after her.
So interested was he In seeing her
disposed that he failed to