Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-06-09
The Man From the Clouds !: ss@t ss1: !:
5ssDrs0ht 1919. bv George Fl. Dorun
n THIS STARTS THE STORY

fGssDr'oht fsIs. bv George Fl. Dorun Co.
THIS STARTS THE STORY
~ Roger Merton, descending in
parachute from runaway balloon,
nnds himself on an English island,
and, supposing he IS in Germany,
purprises German spy into reveal
Ing himself. Wandering about the
ISLAND he meets the Scollay family
1<A4n, wife, two daughters snd two
sons, one half wit, from whom he
( learns one Kendall owns the island.
n seeking Mr.. Kendall he meets a
man named O'Brien and Doctor
Kendall, suspicious characters, and a
bedraggled old man by the roadside.
who asks for "a wax match" Later
he searches the island over, but is
unable to identify the spy, and in
order to solve the mystery himself
plays the. part of German. Instead
OF finding out anything he succeeds
In getting himself arrested after two
narrow escapes from death, once at
night when some one strikes at him
IN the dark, and again when fired
upon Ou Tue DtdSn III lnt ud. NllhV'
Luckily the officer in command is his
cousin, to whom he tells his story and
who makes a fruitless investigation.
Rogers cousin, Commander White
cleft, visits him at n hospital where
be is recovering from wounds re-
csived in North Sea naval fight.
AND HERE 1T CONTINUES
UCoMETHING is very far wrong in
~ that place. Submarines have been
seen for certain two or three times, and
signals on shore, and the devil knows all
what. But we cant find clue or a
trace of anything to lay our hands on y
''And all this is since O'Brien left?''
He nodded.
'sYss. II he were In it you were
quite right in suspecting a gang. II
he wasn't, then the fellow, or fellows,
are still there. am quite certain now,
Roger, that you were absolutly right.
Soma one is actually living in that com :
paratively small island and working
lot Of mischief, and we haven't even
the Sosgiest notion who to suspect"
Have you applied to Mr.. Bolton? p
] asked a little maliciously.
Damn Mr.. Bolton! The fellow
botched the whole business. He lost
the scent while it was still warm, and
now it's as cold as mutton and one
has to begin all over again I wanted
badly to have a yarn with you about
it, Roger. You may have some ideas.
Bolton had none and I have none"
"Are you allowed to tell me exactly
what has been SEEM"
4 am not allowed, but I can tell
you, II you won't repeat anything"
And SO I may not go into particulars
In this narrative. However, that makes
no difference, for beyond indicating
that the northwest end, out by the Scol-
lays farm, and the barren uninhabited
tip. of the island beyond, was the danger
zone, these particulars gave no clue and
suggested no fresh idea. OF course they
naturally suggested people living in that
vicinity, and yet this was far from in
evitSble because that coast was the
best for the enemy's purpose. and his
friend or friends on shore might come
some considerable distance to get in
touch with him. In fact, it would be a
pretty obvious precaution to live as
far from the scene of actual operations
as possible; though equally obviously il
would be less convenient arrangement.
AEfor the precautions which White
cietFxas able to take, all that I am
permitted to say about them is that in
np hA
rangednent in vogue when ! was there.
few men from a certain unit were put
ON o4he job instead. But my cousin
had NO control over this, and as he
alone realized=in fact, could realize
the peculiar danger on this particular
island. The number of men spared for
Ramsay was very small (you could count
them on one hand with something over
and they were but ordinary honest
members of this unit at that-no ex.
perts at the game. Consequently he wa,
q little doubtful whether the safeguard
was any better than before.
Well, we talked the whole thin.
over and over again, and I honestly
could suggest nothing to add to wha,
had told him before. And then
asked him.
Have you yourself seen no cause
whatever to suspect any one? Moth
Ing happened-even a very little thing?'
He began to shake his head. anC
then said:
Well. there was just one little thin,
that made me suspicious for a moment
but then i came to the conclusion tha
my suspicious wouldn't hold water. !
short time ago Doctor Kendall cam
In to see me and begged for leave t,
keep another drunk-what he calle,
an alcoholic patient. He said he ha,
heard of a man whose friends wante
to send him up to him, and offered +
4 give me all sorts of guarantees of hi
honesty, etc. l gathered that the doc
tor must be pretty hard up and thi
patient would make all the differenc
to him. In fact he virtually told m
So"
OF course you said no?''
was sympathetic, but told him
was afraid it was no good. I didn
want to seem too sharp with him, jus
4 in case he might be wrong 'un an
would be the better of little show @
guilelessness. OF course / let him kno,
later he couldn't have the fellow. Blu
honestly, Roger. I can't think ther
was really anything suspicious in hi
request. In the first place the troubl
Is going on without his inebriate. 1