The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1919-10-30
nail-puller and a number of other OBJ

nail-puller and a number of other OBJ
jects.
"Davis' room is just beneath this,
the girls beneath the adjoining one,
which I also engaged. I happened to
remember that it would be easy for
us to pull up few floor boards In
this old seaside shack, and that's what
put, the idea in my head" whispered
the Hawk, as they began their task.
Ten minutes of silent work had re-
moved a plank from the flooring Of
each room, showing them the man and
girl lying asleep in their rooms be-
low. Because OF the warmth of the
weather neither was fully dressed,
and each was lying without covering.
From the contents Of the grip, Nor
gan selected two long, telescoped cones
which he drew to their full length and
than handed one to the Spider.
"You etherize Davis while I do the
same for the girl" he whispered.
With a nod of assent Bellas passed
into the adjoining room, while Nor
gan bent over the opening in the floor
of his chamber. A moment later the
cones slowly descended until they were
close over the faces of the sleeping
ones, and the etherizinge process be-
gan. Within five minutes the victims
lay wholly unconscious.
Quickly Morgan and his accomplish
descended'to the floor below, and open
ing the doors leading to the slumber-
ing dupes, bound them securely. Then
raising them in their arms they car
ried them TO the window, from whence
they were lowered to the ground by
means of ropes which the Spider had
brought for the purpose and from
there conveyed them to the dock. The
Spider pointed to the launch with its
skiff in tow.
'That skiff has steel water-tight
compartments both fore and aft, and
in each of the compartments is an in
fernal machine" he said.
"Good,' returned Morgan. when
we get out a safe distance we'll cut
loose and let them go to glory together
the way they were bound to live"
Slowing the bound and helpless pair
in the skiff, the villains entered the
launch and went chugging out to sea.
An hour later Morgan looked at his
watch.
"One-thirty," he said. "The bombs
are set for / :45. We're far enough out.
Let CO." A swift pass by O. knife
and the towing painter was severed,
the launch shooting ahead and leaving
the skiff with it's death-dealing freight
rocking idly on the low waves OF its
wake.
John had regained his senses some
five minutes before the cutting loose
Of the little craft. Hearing the words
Of Morgan, ''the bombs are set for
AS" but not recognizing the voice, he
had lain quiet, knowing that to speak
would mean the death of both himself
and the girl. No sooner had the launch
disappeared, however, than he began
making violent efforts to free himself.
Finding this impossible, he rolled to
the side Of the girl, who was now be-
ginning to revive.
Keep quiet, and I think can get
you loose" he said. Sinking his sharp
teeth into the light rope which bound
her wrists he began tearing it apart
fiber by fiber, until at last she snapped
the bonds and sat up.
"My sheath knife-you will see its
handle sticking up under my coat" he
told her, and quickly finding it, she
severed his fastenings. In the still
ness each could hear the ominous tick
ings of the clocks of the internal con-
trivances locked in their steel compart-
ments and beyond their reach. The
man lifted the girl to her feet.
"This craft is going to.be blown to
flinders in about five minutes he said
as he slipped one arm about her waist.
cts going to be long swim and a
hard one, but there is no help for It.
Hang on tight and keep your courage
up" Raising her, he leaped into the
sea.
Barely had they covered the dis
lance of hundred yards than the
twin explosions came. Such was the
power Of the devilish inventions that
they were sEowered with flying splint-
ers and buried beneath spray, but the
distance was great enough to save
them from hurt.
Attracted by the noise and flash OF
the explosion, fishing craft drew
aside from its course, to see what had
caused it. Hearing the shouts OF. the
man in the water, they dragged MIN
and the girl aboard and landed them
at q village a few miles farther down
the beach. There Davis learned that
the next trolley would leave for the
Sea Cliff Inn at 5 a. M, and at once
called Morgan on the telephone.
Returning to the wharf and salts
fed that their victims had died in the
explosion which they had witnessed
from afar, Morgan and the Spider
found themselves confronted by Rain
face, gun in hand, who had been I'M
able to follow them out into the bay.
"Hermit! He'll! Where is Missy
and Mr.. Davis?" demanded the Indian,
with deadly glare in his black eyes.
Knowing that they were caught, the
Spider made a grab for his gun, and
seeing the movement, the Indian pulled
his trigger. Down came the hammer
with a dull thud upon faulty cart
ridge. and before the red man could