The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1919-09-12


1 came in you had vanished, but
saw casket and a note. / lifted
the box, received terrible shock and
remember no more" Ethel passed
her hands across her brow.
"And had terrible dream. saw
a horrible old face, brown and fiend-
ish and it was calling me. 1 had to
obey" Rainface, bringing them what
was left of the box, held it out with
out speaking.
Storage battery" said John with
a faint grin.
Back in the inner temple Of Ram
Chunders shop, Morgan and the Spi-
der were engaged in heated discus
sion with the old fakir, who was de-
Tending himself vigorously. The dis
pute ended by the Hawk saying:
"Al, right. We will get him here
in the morning." Ram Chunder bowed
to the god silva.
'The god will bring him here with
the rising sum-"
"He'd better" growled the other.
The fakfr pointed to couch.
protection?" Morgan shook his head.
'The sahibs will not. 1t is safer
to keep awake when dealing with
you and your gods" Hating both
the Hawk and Spider venomously for
their blasphemy of his gods, Ram
Chunder bowed ironically to the other.
"I go to avert their wrath from the
xrrhf oh hn of hn
room.
Seating himself at a desk in the
next room, Ram Chunder began Ia
boriously writing. Having finished his
note, he sprinkled incense over it
and addressed it, ITO Sahib Davis. at
the Mackenzie Hotel" then leaning
back looked at it malevolently.
1.-THE gods will bring him here with
this" he murmured.
He tapped gong, and the next mo-
ment Shallum accompanied by big
Hindu in native costume appeared.
The fakir handed the packet to the
second Hindu.
Deliver this. Joost Singh" he COM
manded.
John, having retired to his own
room after his rescue by Rainface,
found himself unable to sleep. Get
ting up he put on his slippers and
dressing robe and entered the room
across the hall. Once there he began
to make a careful exploration of the
place and it's contents. Next seeing
paper rolled up, he noticed its water
mark, then holding it to the light, read:
"-dar Hyderab-"
Noting that the label on the bat
teries was "San Francisco Electrical
Supply Co. he returned to his own
room and sat down to think it all
over. With the first break of morn
ing he dressed himself for the day
and went to the place of business of
the electrical company, arriving there
just as it was being opened. Ap'
preaching a clerk he showed him the
battery and asked if it would be pos
sible to trace it to its original pur-
chaser. The clerk smiled.
mo. We sell hundreds of these.
Any particular one could not be iden-
tifed."
"But do you remember having sold
one to anybody from India?" pursued
the visitor The salesman thought.
81 sold a dozen of them last week
saw him before and don't know his
name"
"Thanks," replied Davis. Leaving
the store he stepped into a Hindu
restaurant and ordered his breakfast,
engaging the native servant in con-
versation as he did so.
"Do you know any Hindu fortune
tellers? l have fancy for trying
one" The attendant bowed.
MANY, Sahib, will try to tell your
future. There are Holkar and others,
but the greatest of all is Ram Chun-
der, the Holy Yogi"
"where did he come from?" pur-
sued the listener.
From Hyderabad, I think, most
worshiped SIR"
Dismissfng the other by paying him,
John drew the paper from his pocket
and looked at the watermark again.
"-dar Hyderab-" he mused.
Thrusting the paper back into his
pocket he left the place and going
to the nearest drug store consulted
the city directory.
Ethel, meanwhile, had finished her
toilet for the day. Going into their
living room she asked Rainface where
Iohn was, whereupon the old Indian
handed her note.
"Him gone. He leave this talking
leaf" Quickly she ran her eyes
over it.
"I am going to solve last nights
mystery" it read. 81 have good
clew, and do not worry, for will
be in no danger. Enjoy the day.
may return at any time. Devotedly
yours, John"
Still a trifie uneasy notwithstanding
the assuring words of the note, the