Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-06-24
The Man From the Clouds By Store; e::::s. $s

"An exceedingly clever, brave and pa
triotic girl"
L am sorry to say our prisoner still
further smirched his record. What he
said was fortunately in German and the
words at the beginning of his sentence
were not the kind that jean would
know.
Before he had finished IL my uncls
mad struck him with the butt end Of
the torch on the mouth.
Hold your foul tongue! I" he cried.
and then turned away and could see 4
kind of shiver run over him.
God forgive me! |" he murmured. "r
never struck a man when he was down
before u And then he recovered him.
self little and added, ''But Is a Ger.
man human being2" +
Meanwhile Jean was already bringing
bundle of rope from the corner under
my cousins direction, and in a few
minutes his practiced hands had knotted
our prisoner up so securely that we vera
aple TO move aside from him and hold
hasty council Of war.
Now for the rest Of the gang T., safe
my uncle. do you suppose they'vs
heard us and bolted?"
DO you mean the scollays7" asked
Jean. oh, don't believe they knew RI
MY dear young lady, it's very pain.
tul for you to think your tenants ara
playing such games, but they simplv
must have known"
We can't afford to give them the
benefit of the doubt" said Jack Whites
cleft. That's absolutely certain. I
am afratd I must arrest them, Miss
Kendall, and the sooner it's over the
better"
'Jack!' commanded our uncle, "thij
Is matter l think I could handle
rather better than a hot headed young
man. Commander Whiteclett, It may
be mentioned, was reputed in the navy
to have remarkably cool head DOCS
tor Kendall, perhaps you will be good
enough to keep watch over our prisoner
for a few minutes while We are gone.
Roger, give the doctor your pistol. II
we hear you fire, doctor, we'll be out in
few seconds. Jack and Roger, come
along with me-"
Jack and I exchanged a look. but
said nothing. Our uncle still held the
torch, and flashing it before him, led
the way out of the barn. We fol-
lowed him, but my eyes I am afraid
were over my shoulder. I saw Jean
slip her own torch into the Doctors
hand and then she ran after me.
May I come, too - she whispered,
''Of course'' said, you're in COM
mand of the party-or ought to bel"
and out we went together.
The farmyard made rough walking.
and there seemed every excuse for my
taking her arm and none for her OBJ
jecting; nor did she.
"Who is this delightful, arbitrary old
gentleman?" she asked in my ear. you
never introduced me!'
"Our uncle" I murmured back.
"Jack and I both have expectations 50
we've got to give him his head!'
I must say Sir Francis stage -map-
aged our entrance into the Scollays'
house very effectively.
As he quietly opened the door, he
got us all close behind him.. exactly
like band of robbers, so that we trod
on one another's heels down a yard or
two of narrow passage. The Scol-
lays were all seated round the kitchen
table when our uncle's figure suddenly
lowered out of the gloom, his pistol
covering Peter seniors head, and his
voice laundering:
Hands up!'
At the first command they simply
gasred.
Glands up or fire!" thundered Sir
Francis again, and up went every pair
of hands, and what is more they stayed
up.
"Your confederate is captured and
has confessed everything" announced
Sir Francis.
CONTINUED TOMORROW