Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-07-29
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GARD! Und that iss the end

on board! Cnd that ISIS the end OIL
johann" she began TREMENDOUSLY,
'Nein, Nein! What for a Frauen-
thinner half we here" retorted Gold
en- Beard, losing his patience and
catching her by the arm. GO out
und fix for us our ladder und keep
it coiIed on the rail und lean offer
it like you was looking at those stars
once!''
He forced her toward the door; she
turned, struggling, to confront him:
Then for Gods sake, give his
man chance! Don't leave him
tied here to be blown to atoms! Give
him chance-anything except this
Throw him out OF the port, there"
She pointed at the closed port, evaded
Golden Beard, spranG upon the sofa
unscrewed the glass cover, and swung
it open.
The port was too small even to ad-
nit the passage of her own body; she
realized it; Golden Beard laughed and
turned to examine the result of Ali
Baba'S wiring.
For a second the girl gazed wildly
around her as though seeking some
help in her terrible dilemma, then
she snatched up a bit of the torn
sheeting, tied it to the screw Of the
portfolio cover, and flung the end out
where it fluttered in the darkness.
AS she sprang TO the floor Golden
Beard swung round in renewed anger
sc aer fo- still loiteriag.
"Sacreminton! he exclaimed. "f>
" tine you do your part! Go 10 you:
&C minutes is lert MS. Then we ::l'in
fshe girl nodded, turned to the uoor.
Wait! You understand the plan?
Eyes"
You understand that you do not
go overheard until we arrive, no mat
ter what happens?'
Eyes"
He stood looking at her for mo-
ment, then with shrug he went over
and patted her shoulder.
That's my. brave girl! | also, do
not desire to kill anybody. But when
the Fatherland is in danger, then
killing signifies nothing-is of no
importance then = not even our
own!' He laughed in a fashion that
almost kindly and clapped her light
ly once more on her shoulder. Go,
my child. The Fatherland is in
danger"
She went. not looking back. He
closed and locked the door behind
her and calmly turned to aid Ali Baba
who was still fussing with the wires.
Presently, however, he mounted the
ged; pulled from his pockets an auger
with it's bit, q screw-eye, and block
and tackle, and, standing on the bed.
began to bore a hole in the ceiling.
In a few moments ne had fastened
the screw-eye, rugged his block: made
and had hoisted the three cylinders
up flat against the ceiling from
whence the connecting wires sagged
over the foot of the bedstead to the
alarm clock to the washstand.
To give the clock more room on
the glass shelf Ali Baba removed the
toilet accessories and set them on
the washstand; but he had no room
for large jug of water, and, casting
about for a place to set it, noticed
a rallied bracket over the head of the
bed, and placed it there.
Then apparently satisfied with his
labors, he sat down Turk fashion
on the sofa. lighted a cigarette Sc
lected bonbon from the box beside
him, and calmly RECALLED himself.
cord which held up the sling in which
the bombs were slung against the
ceiling. He fastened it tightly to
the iron frame Of the bed stepped
back to view the effect. then leisure
ly pulled out and filled his porcelain
beside Ali Bahia.
Neither spoke: twice Golden Beard
drew his watch from his waistcoat
rocket ana oomnared it carefully with
the dial of the, alarm clock on the
washstand shelf. The third time he
did this he tapped Ali Baba on the
shoulder. rose, knocked out his pipe
and flung it out of the open port.
Together they walked over to Nee
land, examined the gag and ligatures
as immersion" ~ as though the nris,
onel' was not there nodded their sati"-
faotion.
tt lacked five minutes of the tiY4e
;ndi"ctcG OIL the alarm dial.