The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1918-04-27

helurlG Won LeFEE was thinking
about-about that bomb and the fac
that he was practically the only Ger.
nan left within the confines Of the
Ansonia hotel And so, that he might
obtain a trifle Of satisfaction against
this cowardly plotter OF Imperial
Germany, he deliberately turned Il
Miss Mason and began the telling
of an incident which could not bt
interrupted. And Grant knew how
the passing Of every second ate into
the soul of Heinric Won Lertz!
The Scheme Abandoned.
Then movement. Someone pass
ed-and in passing, slipped bit OF
cardboard into the cupped hand Of
Heinric Won Lertz. Hurriedly the
German shifted his hand into the in
terror OF his silk hat, and under its
protection, read the message. In
voluntarily, his hands clutched. For
there, scrawled on the cardboard.
were the words:
"AfraIr abandoned. Too danger
GUS"
Won Lertz coughed, and at the
sound, Harrison Grant and Dixie
Mason turned. The German forced
a smile.
I've changed my mind-er-that
is. my headaches better" he an
nounced. Wen stay"
Thank YOU" said Harrison Grant.
with quietly suppressed meaning,
my hopes are raised on a veritable
bomb OF happiness. Miss Mason.
may have this dancer"
Most certainly"
Happily buoyantly they went to-
- F--T Tmsw
Lertz stared after them.
81 wonder what that fdiotic Yankee
meant by a bomb Of happiness he
Gould he have known what
I was plotting?'
The thought brought back the
memory Of that card. Once again he
glanced at it, then tore IL to bits
and stuffed Ii in his pocket. Then,
throwing his coat to the check box,
he strobe toward the ballroom.
'At any rate" he growled under
his breath, they haven't stopped
preparations at the shack"
And at the same moment, the
taxicab containing the old bomb
maker had drawn to the curbing,
forty blocks away, where another
cab stood waiting. A figure came
forth from the darkness and peered
into the first cab.
Are you there. Kroner?"
Yes"
"All right. Everything's safe.
Why don't you hurry?"
There's no need. I didn't use the
bomb"
"You didn't use it,"
On With Another Job.
you heard what I said" came
testify from within the taxicab. It's
up to you to hurry. Get out to the
shack and tell those men TO work
night and day 10 finish up their job"
A muffled conversation OF an in
slant more, then the taxis parted.
An hour later, as Harrison Grant
again danced with Dixie Mason
and Won Lertz seethed over the
OF his scheme, a man
hurried into a ramshacSle old build
ing on Staten Island, near TT. Wads-
worth, aroused the slumbering fig
ures there and pushed them toward
a great thing Of polished steeh nickel
and brass that lay nine-tenths finish
ed before them.
Get TO work." he ordered. els
this the way Imperial Germany is to
the earth-by sleeping?"
Grumbling the men obeyed. The
spy looked about him
Where's Schmidt"
Here" came a voice from a corner
where a man was unrolling himself
from a dirty blanket.
''Howss that wireless controller"
I'm having trouble with II"
And yet you sleep?" The spy
was raging now. You get up here
and find out what's wrong and
remedy IL. That wireless controller
must be in absolute working order
II can't fail? And
what's more, it's night and day work |
or every one OF you men from now /
IN. This thing must be ready 70
aunch the minute the fleet weighs
anchor. The AnsonIa plots failed.
Everything depends on us now!"
The men grumbled again in an
wer. A curse from the spy and
hey settled down to work-to put
he finishing touches ON a wireless
controller and on a torpedo. large
nough and powerful enough to tear
ven a battleship to fragments!
1918. by The Wheeler
Syndicate, Incl