Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1922-04-22

skinned generals in the Caribbean
become dissatisfied with their por-
lions Of gold or lace, the arms and
can give. If they choose, an advance
scenario Of the whole tragedy or
comic opera, as the case may be.
Reai war or opera houffe, 1t Is all
grist for the mills Of these close
mouthed individuals.
Uur quest took us to a ramshackle
building reminiscent of the days
when the street bristied with bow
SPIRITS Of ships from all over the
world. an age when the American
merchantmen few our flag on the
uttermost of the seven seas On
the ground floor was an apparently
innocent junk dealers shop. in real
ny the meeting place of the junta.
BY an outside stairway the lofts
ABOVE We're reached. hiding their Sc
erets behind windows opaque with
decades of dust
AT the door we were met by Tor
peared to be shocked beyond meas
ure Torreon was profuse in ex-
plantations which did not explain.
Out OF the tangled mass OF verbiage
! did manage to extract. however.
tn the impression that. come what
ounta' Torreon was determined to
clear his own name at any cost. He
and the policeman had discovered
Senor guerrero only a short time be-
TORE upstairs. For all he knew,
perhaps all day.. while the Others
were meeting downstairs. Except
FOR the light he might have been there
undiscovered still. Torreon swore
he had heard Guerrero fall: the po-
liceman was not quite SO positive.
Kennedy listened impatiently. then
q cd ro nnIN 20 .<rlp
to the policeman: Go call me a taxi
cab at the ferry. an electric cab.
Mind. now, not sasoAne cab-elec-
We found the victim lying on a
sort Of bed of sailcloth in a loft ap-
parently devoted to the peaceful pur-
poses OF the Junk trade. but really a
perfect arsenal and magazine. 1t was
dusty and cobwebbed. crammed with
stands Of arms. tents, uniforms in
oaies. batteries Of Maxims and noun
tain guns. and all the paraphernalia
Tor carrying on real twentieth CEN
fury revolution.
The young ambulance surgeon was
SUI there. SO quickly had We been
able to get downtown. He had his
stomach pump. hypodermic syringe.
emetics and various tubes spread out
on q piece Of linen on a packing case.
kennedy at once inquired just what
he had done.
Thought at first it was only a bad
case OF syncope," he replied. but I
guess ne was dead some minutes be-
iore got here. Tried rhythmic trac-
ton Of the tongue, artificial respira-
ton. stimulants. chest and heart
USE" ~
Have you any idea what caused
adjusted his apparatus to an eieetrie
iight socket-a rheostat. an induc-
"interrupter."
Poison of some kind-an alkaloid
dhey say they heard him fall as they
MIN he was blue. His face was as
blue as it is now when / arrived
Asphy1ia. failure Of both heart and
caused"
The gong of the electric cab
ne rushed with two wires to the win
dow. threw them out and hurried
downstairs. attaching them to the
batteries Of the cab.
In an instant he was back again.
NOW: Doctor" he said, I'm going
this man. Hero have tho alternat-
Ing city current and here a direct,
continuous current from the storage
batteries Of the cab below. Doctor,
hold his mouth open. So. Now. have
you pair Of forceps handy? Good.
Can you catch hold Of the tin of his
tongue? There. Do just as I tell
you: I apply this cathode to his ,kin
in the dorsal region under the black
OF the neck and this anode in the
lumbar region at the base Of the
sspine-just pieces Of cotton soaked
in salt solution and covering the
metal electrodes to give me a good
contact with the body"
was fascinated. 1t was gruesome,
and yet could not take my eyes of
IT, Torreon stood blankly. in a daze.
Craig was as calm as II his eyery-
day work was experim entinr on
cadavers.
He applied the current. moving the
anode and the cathode slowly.
had often seen the experiments on
the nerves Of frog that had been
freshly killed, how the electric cur
rent will make the muscles witch.
as discovered long ago by Galvani.
But 1 was not prepared to see It on
a human being. Torreon muttered
something and crossed himself.
The arms seemed half to rise
then suddenly to fall. fiabby again.
There was light hiss like an inspi-
sound.
Lungs react" muttered Kennedy.
but the heart doesn't. I must in
crease the voltage.
Again he applied the electrodes.
The face seemed different shade
of blue. I thought
Good God, Kennedy" I exclaimed,
do you suppose the effect Of that
mescal on me hasn't worn of yet?
Blue. blue.everything blue is play
is the blue Of that face-his facets
It changing? Do you see it or do I
imagine it?" .
BLOOD asphyxiated," was. the dis
Ing it." rus,
face was dark blue, black minute
ago. The most astonishing change
has taken place. The color is almost
natural now. Do imagine 1t or is it
Kennedy was so absorbed in his
work that he made no reply at ali.
He heard nothing. nothing save the
slow. forced inspiration and expira-
ton Of air as he deity and quickly
manipulated the electrodes.
Doctor" he cried at length, tell
me what is going on in that heart"
and placed his ear on the cold s br east
AS he raised his eyes and they
CHANGED to rest on Kennedy's. hands
holding the electrodes dangling idly
in the air. think I never saw a
greater look Of establishment on a
human face. "It-is-almost-na
ural" he gasped.
with great care and a milk diet
for a few days Guerrero will live"
said Kennedy quietly. TT is nat
uraL"
MY God. man, but he was dead."
exclaimed the surgeon. IT know it,
His heart was stopped and his lungs
collapsed"
ITO all intents and purposes he was
dead. dead as ever q man was" re-
piled Craig. and would be now II
hadn't happened to think Of this spe-
c!al induction coil loaned to me by