Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-06-06
Starr Here


Guy Garrick and his wireless ex.
pert friend, Dick Defoe, seek the
trail OF two men and a girl who per.
petrated a spectacular holdup at 8
fashionable radio dance near New
York. They fear that beautiful.
Ruth Walden has innocently become
4 tool in the hands of crooks. Their
guest leads them to the Sea Vamp'
a yacht like houseboat frequented
by Ruth and her questionable young
friends. They know Ruth often goes
there with Glenn Buckley. "ths
demon lover" who Is feared BY
Ruth's mother and distrusted by
themselves.
Now Go On With the Story
CHAPTER II
THE SEA vAMP
With a siren blast and a swish
OF dusty air a yellow racer shot
past Garrick and Dick before they
we're a mile down the turnpike, leav-
Ing only a kaleidoscope impression
4. Of a girl at the wheel and a fellow
lolling back tensely in the other
bucket seat.
RUTH" exclaimed Dick as Gar
rick mechanically threw in more
bower.
who was with here"
Glenn Buckley"
Garrick's motor leaped ahead as he
stepped on II. Straight away down
The turnpike they raced. Garrick was
Just about holding his own. But
Ruth had the jump and there was
not a chance to pass her. She was
too wise a driver. Having shot
ahead of a car she did not Stacked a
fraction and she knew that that al
ways makes 1t nearly impossible to
catch one.
A bend in the turnpike toward the
south and a dirt road forked off
Ruth slowed up just a bit, turned
her head with a pearly smile: i've
a hunch," she called back teasingly
..you can't follow me-, Dick!"
With a wave of her hand suddenly
Ruth shot away on the side road to
the right, to the north. in a pillar OF
dust cloud.
Garrick had no desire for a Wild
goose quest. He stuck to the con-
GREETED turnpike.
whats the matter. old man?
Why so ~silent?" queried Dick a mile
further on. suppose you're wonder
ing, like me, how Ruth could have
got meshed in the wheels of this
gang, IL that's what 1t Is, Ell Dick
cazed hopelessly off at the hill and
forest north of them with their
maze of side roads. IT wish, by CAD,
a girl was like a a or a boat -
something you could steer-right!'
Time enough TO worry when we
know more than we think we know"
returned Guy, negotiating a left
turn that required some skill 70
make the succeeding hill on high.
After all, Ruth's just a stunning
little aapper-facing a very cold
and calculating world - with a
thoroughly modern - Unbalanced
equipment - that doesn't hug the
road like this old car of mine. Ex-
cept," he paused. then added, that
she has the inherited intelligence
the intuition, the instinct OF woman
in all the ages -. The real ques.
ton Is. What will she do with it?'
They swung off at last on another
concerted road and finally noseo
down the middle of the sand neck
that hooked about Duck Harbor. AS
they drew up. off the road. IN q
clump of stunted Long Island beach
pIums, they were astonished to see,
4 couple of yards ahead on the sort
OF corduroy road of boards to the
beach, Ruth's ace She had taken
a short cut and beaten them by
many minutes.
Perhaps a thousand feet further
they could see a houseboat at anchor
and between them and the boat a
knot of young people in bathing
suits on the beach.
AS Garrick and Dick trolled down