Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-01-10
UNLEASHED
A Story of Tropical Seas That VIII Hold
You From Beginning to End
By WIN G. WOOD

his own escape. Timel the essence OF
| everything. He must play for time.
Then the idea occurred to him that he
could trick them by telling them that
| he had buried the gold where he and
| the girl had first camped-which was
true. Something might happen, must
happen, while on their way to give him
his chance. OF course, IL he didn't get
away before they discovered his trick,
! they'd make short work of him. But
nothing like trying-for, while there
| life, there's hope.
So: Jansen, what sort of deal viii you
make IL 1 tell you where we buried the
stuff"
"H0hr Jansen sprang up. NOW,
yere talkin' sense. Wen give We full
share an turn ye loose. Won't we,
mates p
Aye, aye" chorused the Others
Hunter smiled inwardly at their lack
Of guile in so readily agreeing. Infer
nal Hars!" he muttered to himself. Then
aloud: Give me some water, tAen wen
talk"
The water was promptly brought.
Now" he went on, wen see how well
You keep y0ur promise III take you
there in the morning-we couldn't see to
find the place tonight"
A howl Of Impotence went up, mo,
We won't me hearty" snarled Jansen,
"ye'll take us there tonight. Ye don't
play no tricks like that on Jansen a
gittin' water an then mebbe grab an
then back out while the gal finds 1t an
digs it up. Yen take us there tonight,
that's wot ven do"
But tell you" Hunter insisted, that
couldn't see"
Don't make no differ" Jansen
growled' ven take us back to that
/ there place tonight an wen be all ship
shape an handy Ia the mornln,' that's
wot."
"Ob. all right" Hunter yielded.
Unite me, and I'll do the best can
/ His arms and feet were unbound, but
no opportunity for escape was given him.
! for Jansen. carrying Hunters rife, took
one arm and the big Swede the other,
clnging 10 him as they stumbled down
the mountain and Numbered through the
woods in the direction Of the camp.
1t was intensely dark In the little val
ley, put Hunter had a good sense Of
direction, which was aided by the sound
Of the surf. lie once thought Of risk
ing q break in the dark, but decided 70
bide his time A better chance would
offer later. be thought; more than likely
during their excitement Of digging where
the gold was supposed to be.
After time be halted and refused 70
60 any further, Still playing for time.
pointing out as an excuse that be was
likely 10 miss the locality in the night.
Jansen clustered. threatened, begged,
; but to no purpose; so they prepared to
rest tin daylight II Hunter bad any
hope Of escape during the remainder OF
the night. * was cut short. for he was
again bound hand and foot and left that
way till morning
when morning came Jansen unbound
Hunters feet. but insisted on leaving
his hands tied. II ain't takin' no more
chances on You. me bucboo," he snarled-
IF you been double-crossin' men my
pals. ven soon be beggin me to XIII ye,
that's wot"
Hunter. heavy hearted. did not resist.
The game was nearly played, anyway.
He'd wait until they go 70 the camp then
refuse any further assistance TIL his
aands were freed.
He had followed the course better than
he knew. for they had gone but short
I distance when they came upon the
charrcd embers OF the old camp fire.
Nov {" snarled Jansen, Jerking him
around roughly. show us the place
Unite my hands and I Will
/ Jansen barred his yellow teeth and put
the ride muzzle within few inches of
I Hunter S Hr"l -" A4'AS ANVt'A
ye Speak up. or III blow yer lubberly
brains out
'Shoot" said Hunter coolly.
Jansen hesltated and Hunters hopes
rose Just then shout came from one
of the men a few feet from them. Here's
where somebody's been a-diggin."
Hunters little Joke Of rehling the hole
had acted as a boomerang. The evil
dence he had left had been too plain.
"Ha." shouted Jansen sayegely, and
then he and the Swede threw him TO the
ground and bound his feet, Reckon
thatu hold ye an If the gold amt
there, We better pray to die lore we
finds 1t out
Jansen dropped his rifle and tney an
fell 10 digging furiously. one Of the men
tearing at the earth with his bare nm
gers the others using knives.
Hunter groaned and strained at his
bonds till they cut him. No use The
dirt was dying and the hole growing
deeper Soon they'd discover the trick.
and then-the end. His little ruse had
failed. and he was caught in his own
trap.
II would take a miracle to save him
now. and It would have TO be a swift
one.
.Dont move, anybodyI Drop those
knives and put your hands over your
heads-quickl
The voice was tremulous, weak, but
there was a ring Of determination in it.
Tho sudden Ieaping of Hunters pulse
almost choked him. The miracle had
happened. He turned his head and saw
Faith partly conc 'aied by the under
growth holding IT automatic in line
with Jansen's st Zach.
The expressions m the faces of Jansen
and his cutthroats were Iudicrous-as-
constituent fear, hstred-as they held
their hands stif1y above their heads
Four big men held up by a frail grit
But bullet fired by a baby's hand is as
deadly as any other, and they were fairly
caught.
Jansens face suddenly took on a
grieyed look-his old tactics. Now,