Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-07-23
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I This unusual series of stories
deals with the exploits OF Chinese
Pennington, a detective sent by his
government TO British North Borneo
10 run to earth The Yellow Seven,
a gang of Chinese bandits.
.'Chinese' Pennington lay tapping
The toes of his SHOES together gazing
through the wreath of smoke that
hung above him at a lizard that
cluns to the ceiling of the verand1
Of Captain John Hewltt-Comnlls-
sioner of Police. A hand reached
down and scratched at a section OF
white calf that showed between the
lowesl extremity of carefully creased
trouser-leg and the top of a crum-
pled sock. The strange diagonal
Sits, behind which his eyes had a
knack of disappearing widened
presently, and he looked across at
Monica.
Hot, isn't it,"
almost too hot to think. I'm glad
you've decided to sit up gecause I've
lots OF things 1 want to ask YOU.
what sort Of things, Mrs. Whey p
There are heaps of things l don't
understand" she told him. WHY
don't you arrest Mr.. Chai-HungE
lou LAlllh We OuSAl ~
'sWhy of course You know him
to b. the leader of Chinese opinion
On the island; you know him to be
cunning, INSCRIPTIONS, capable Of
anything l can't e why Jack
bethers himself to scour the coun-
tryside for Chai-Hung's puppets
when the oily Oriental who actually
pulls the wires is still at large"
The nan with the Chinese eyes
balanced a rubber pouch on his
knees and began rolling a fresh
cigaret. Monica watched rim impa-
tiently. She found it difficult to
associate in her mind the two Pen
ningtons--the youthful. Immaculate
idler who ornamented her brother
bungalow, leading an apparently
purposely existence and the gaunt,
lean scarecrow who, a master of
dialects and disguise-wandered
undetected from drink house to
opium-den from market place to
camp fire, bounding out the spread
ers of a sedition that disturbed the
peace of the handful of white set
tiers that dwelt on these fringes
OF civilization.
"I'm afraid you have to blame ME
for that Mrs. Whey" he said slowly.
"You see, things aren't always as
easy DIS LIl0N o1&AAs IA -
still the most respected Chinaman in
Borneo. I'm prepared to admit that
there was a time when things looked
black against him. 1t seemed in
credible that he should be able TO
find way out, but he did. Among a
legion of w~orshiping followers II was
b. no means difficult for him to dis
cover a scape-goat.'
Monica sat up.
fBut the Yellow Seven" she per-
excitedly. Nothing can ex-
plain away that"
bennington spread out his hands.
III know he agreed. In almost
every outrage committee that yellow
card with its seven block dots has
Been traced; but what does it go 10
bEnEe--aGer all?-merely that the
p%erpetfator belonged to = society or
cult among which this symbol eX-
ercises a significance. 1t proves
nothing against Chai-Hung."
But you know"
"Of course I know. You know
and 50 does your brother. but it's
up to us to prove our case. It's up
to me to catch Chai-Hung red-hand-
ed with the cards in his possession.
Have you eyer seen lalang, Mrs.
Whey? It's a weed that grows high
li-leiueu PLANTATIONS. once
deeply-rooted, it spreads every
To destroy it, you must dig
it up-roots and all-and burn it
until there is nothing left that can
take root again. The Yellow Seven
is like lalang. I've got to make GER
tain that Chai-Hung is the root
and the only root
II see" said Monica thoughtfully
And until this happens
Until then every planter who
in lonely places-goes il
peril of his life: every white man
who employs a chinese cook-boy
look closely into his creden-
tails when he engages him, and
carefully into his cooking forever
.after-"J
At that moment, Pennington, VINO !
had been looking through the door
way raised a warning finger. Monica
turned to see the face of Chai-Hung
regarding her rom the foot of the
steps which led to the veranda. Over
his head was the inevitable red UNI
brella, and an understood coolie-ill
favored and hump-backed-lurked
in the background. The Oriental |