The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1919-08-28
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fore. Cunningly the Hawk began plac-
ing chairs and the table, arranging
them so that his victim must sit over
the trapdOOr.
"And now for the search" he said
as he drew the Spiders arm beneath
his own. Out Of the door they went,
merely glancing at Rainface who just
outside the door Of the porch was
working at the stormdoor with ak and
other tools, but no. sooner were they
beyond the vision Of any possible
watchers than they wheeled, stole up
on the cabin again and disappeared
into the cellar.
Through the knot hole in the floor
that the Hawk had unsuccessfully used
in his former attempt upon the life Of
John, he peered into the room above.
The chair in which Davis sat and
which had been cunningly placed by
the plotter was just at the edge Of
the trapdoor, which was concealed by
a rug. Seeing that their victim was
in the place desired, very cautiously
he drew the bolt of the lever.
Sitting unsuspectingly in his chair,
John, caught by the trap, felt himself
going down. The desperate spring
which he made to right himself was
all unavailing; beneath him the rug
disappeared and the next instant his
legs were through the hole. Before
he had time to call out he was jerked
downward, his head striking violently
upon the side of the trap and leaving
his mind q blank, the next instant
landing a senseless, huddled heap up
on the basement floor below. With a
few swift movements the Spider
thrust the rug into the room above
and replaced it as it had been the mo-
ment before, as quickly hosting the
trap to it's former place and shooting
back the lever. Not over five seconds
had passed, and the room above remain
ed the same as before except that
Davis vanished as bubble bursts.
Binding the senseless man hand and
foot they gagged him and placed him
in long wooden box which bore the
label mining machinery for John
Carr" closing the lid with a metal
clasp.
81 reckon he's settled this trip"
painted the Hawk. "Now for the next
move" Quickly they left the cellar.
Ethel, entering the room which she
had left the moment before on some
slight errand, stared about in amaze
ment. 1t was empty. Softly she call
ed "John-where are your" but there
was no response. Bridget and Rain
face, attracted by her EXPLANATIONS
came hurriedly in, followed moment
later by the Hawk and Bellas.
"Whats upY' demanded Morgan.
Swiftly she told them Of the unac-
countable vanishment Of the missing
one.
"Another mystery" murmured the
Hawk in the tones Of one greatly per-
picked. "Come on and we will scat
ter and search. The scoundrel cannot
have gone far" Drawing his revolt
yer he rushed from the room the otht
ers upon his heels, filed with wonder
ment, dazed by the suddenness Of 1t
all and half wondering If the world
had gone mad. A half hours search
revealed nothing and slowly they re-
turned, standing idly about until the
girl with a despairing gesture again
entered the room.
In the cellar below flicker Of con-
sciousness returned to the imprisoned
John, and feeling the returning tide
of life he began to writhe and twist
beneath his bonds. His feet touched
the end of the chest, and discovering
that he could make sound by beat
irg them against it he began tattoo.
Ethel in the room above him, hearing
the weird sound and being unable to
locate 1T, ran to the door and called
to the others telling them Of the mys-
terious noises that had reached her
ears.
"What has become Of it?" queried
the Hawk as they all strained their
hearing.
Listen" she breathed. But John,
convinced that he could make no one
hear had become silent.
Ghosts, most likely" sneered the
Spider with a 1eer at her. "Spooks
come back to the scene of the crime"
'More likely it was further deviltry
on the part of that mysterious stran-
GER" added Morgan. "Bellas here, and
I will go to the barn and keep look
out. If he turns up Wen get him
sure" With last assurance to Ethel
that she need not fear so long as they
were there to protect her, they disap-
peared within the barn.
Once there they lost little time in
the plan they had decided
upon. Closing the door behind them
they passed to side entrance which
lay beyond the view OF a possible
watcher from the house, and making
a short detour crept silently into the
cellar. Gloom filed the place, and
feeling the way with their feet they
approached the box and bent over it.
AS they did so form arose from be-
hind it and a mighty blow sent the
Hawk Keeling across the room, while the
Spider felt himself gripped in stran-
Cling grasp. Back and forth across
the room the pair fought in the semi
darkness, while the Hawk, half dazed
by the blow he had received, staggered
about unable to distinguish
friend from foe. Ethel and Bridget,
by the sudden turmoil beneath