The Washington times., 1919-03-03
'CAMOUFLAGED'

Buddha, but the brave girl stoically
refused to surrender her fathers
work to those not entitled to share 1t.
The secret was not an alchemy
heritage OF a Chinese servant. WI
was obsessed to secure the coveted
prize. It would give him prestige.
The phony triangle the goat devoured
and never gave up was one Of several
copies made by WI from the supposed
original in his possession. He later
came into control OF q chart from
which a triangle had been cut. He
found that the triangle fitted into the
triangular space in the chart.
He now felt that the coveted secret
was in his hands. and the real own
ers Of the chart would soon be hot on
his trail. The notion got into his
Oriental head that the sooner he got
ont OF sight the better.
The underground world in Wash
ington was we'll known to him. but
he felt that 1t was not devious
enough to make for security. New
York, furthermore, presented a more
inviting field. The idea was imme--
, diately acted on. WI Tsang quickly
repaired to his room, packed a small
handbag with q few necessary per-
sonal effects, had a conveyance called
and soon TAXED to the Union Station.
Here he purchased accommoda-
lions and a few moments later was
speeding to the big city as fast as our
swiftest train could take him. Well,
he knew that once IN New fork's
Chinatown with its many opium dens;
all supposedly closed but still in full
operation; houses with secret stair
cases; tunnels and passage ways, Joss
houses, etc; he would be out Of dan
ger.
Having In his possession the chart,
as he supposed, and being protected
from harm or interruption from the
outside world by the members Of the
Red Poppy tong very powerful in
China, and with members in every big
city in the United States-he could
Use the cunning Oriental brains to
ferret cut the secret. Methods could
also be worked out to get IL back
to the Flowery Kingdom, increase its
power and appease the gods.
WI was always mindful Of himself.
II this could all be accomplished he
would be elevated to heights OF power
heretofore undreamed Of by any mem
Der Of the yellow race. Six hours
after leaving Washington he was
swallowed up late on a Saturday after
noon by the seething throng that in
habits Chinatown. One half hour
later he was in conference with
twelve other members of his race.
All were members OF the Red Poppy,
secured against Interruption by q
ring OF sentries with orders to kill
any intruder.
The clan held many conclaves, but
little progressr was made. No one
was found who could interpret the
figures and signs on the chart. Some
thing was wanting. One chief even
suggested that the chart WI Tsang
had represented a camouhage.
The Oriental spellbinder was b.
ginning to feel a creepy sensation
coming over him that the chart might
be spurious. What would happen to
him If this proved correct must be
left to conjecture. He certainly
would not have enough cast left to
cast a shadow behind him II he realty
escaped the moose. WI TsanE was
sweating blood.
WI, being kept in touch with the
doings in Washington, soon learned
That Snyder, Fuller and Mrs. Thayer
were in confinement. He believed for
some time that they had been trying
to double cross him and win for
themselves the secret, and here was
his chance. He sent word at once to
Washington, and the death machinery
was started into motion.
BY some means, known only to the
willy Chinese brain, each OF the three,
IN they slept I'm their cells after their
arrest had q red poppy pinned on
their breasts directly over their
hearts. That Was the death signal,
and Mt an appointed time I'm the wee
small hours each cell Was quietly en-
tered and q gieamiRg, keeR-edged
knife suspended over every poppy By
means OF 4 delicate siIken thread "a
JuSted 30 that Il would break when
disturbed By certain vibrations. The
time limit was only a few seconds
on. Somewhere In the distance a
church clock bell tOIIed the hour of ;,
and the three sharp blades descended
swiftly