Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1921-02-06

| watched the movements of Yung Wing
| and his companions in the shipping
office. and had arrested all three of
! them at a little suspicious wine party,
| where they seemed to be spending
| more money than their salaries nat
! urally allow.
CIT certainly begins to look pretty
| dark for Webb and his mate re-
marked Inspector Higgins to Deputy
| quarters after an hour or two spent
! in the crown advocates Office.
ut certainly does that" was the
brief and ready answer.
You see. it's clearly shown that
Mr.. Yung Wing and his friends visited
the lighthouse a week before the
wreck, and they probably made their
bargain with the keepers then"
Yes; but why-if they wanted to be
secret about it-why in the world did
in the visitors book? You saw them
there in the book yourself, didn't
you?''
We'll, that may have been just to
avoid all suspicion. Sort keeping
things going regular. don't you know"
faith in that story Of theirs about the
| saving of those bundles from the
pirates. did he?'
,, NO" replied the chief NOR, as our
old judge in Calcutta used to say.
could you lubricate' his mind with
why. every barrel of that oil is
! drawn out of our own storage tank at
the navy dock here. and inspected and
sealed before it's pute on the tender.
1t never is allowed to vary u particle
from year to year-it's always the
same. Now, if it had gone bad at any
J other time, or if it had burned low
ana hlckered or gone out on any
| other night. when some other ship
was a-passing. why there might be
something to the story: but when it
goes bad on that particular night,
| and just at the critical point when the
Prince Edward is passing the buoy,
| why, it's pretty hard to make me or
any other man believe it's all acci-
| dental"
"Well, how aboue number one and
number two the native assistant
keepers; can they get anything out
of them?''
Not word. nor anything out of
| the old cook. either. who seems to
A, have slept through the wreck and to
and his pots than he did for the
depths of the sea- as the old song
goes If they are really all in the
game. as the Barlows claim. why
they've been threatened and bribed
into silence and they'd die by slow
torture rather than leak out a word"
Taking out of his pocket a memo
andun book. the inspector sat down
at his office table and began to look
over number Of notes and turning
to Brownlow. continued. "as far as
we have gotten at present, I number
| our points as follows:
"I) We know that the Prince Ed
ward sailed on that night with her
valuable cargo of ginseng and that
in the middle of the night she was
wrecked on White Tiger Point. When
the relief tug reached her a few days
later her cargo was entirely gone,
with the exception Of the few pack
ages that we discovered in the light
house.
"(2) Her skipper swears that the
! light went out just at the critical
, turn by the buoy. Both the keepers
acknowledge this to be true.
"(3) Yung Wing and his two
friends. who handled the shipping of
gists. were at the lighthouse week
before the wreck. and afterward were
noticed to be spending money very
! freely.
"(4) The mysterious junk which
anchored by the headland has not
of ginseng.
"(5) The lighthouse inspector and
his officers examined the lamp and
! tested the oil and found nothing
| whatever the matter with either.
"(6) A careful searching of Webb's
private locker revealed roll of
bank notes equivalent to nearly
three years salary hidden away in a
little keg.
"C) A copy of the Daily News
picked up on the floor of the light
house contained marked article on
the enormous increase in the value
| OF ginseng and the combined efforts
of Chinese and Europeans to smuggle
| it from Hongkong into the native
territory
He laid the book and his glasses
down upon the table, and taking a
Manila cheroot from the box on his
| desk. he slowly struck a match and
| lighted 1t. then placed himself in a
comfortable position by tipping his
| office chair back against the wall
and blowing the smoke slowly and
thoughtfully in the direction of the
ceiling he remarked to his deputy.
t!"Brownlow. old man, 1t doesn't re-
auira verv much legal brains to