San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-10-27
Begin Here Today.


Peter Pennington, detective, is de-
tailed by the government to capture
the leader of the Yellow Seven, gang
of Chinese bandits. Capt. John Hewitt,
commissioner of police at Jesselton,
British North Borneo, procures war
rant for the arrest of Chai-Hung. in
fluential Chinese. Hewitt is captured
by the Yellow Seven and Pennington
goes to hunt for him. He is accom-
panied by Hewitt's beautiful sister,
Monica Whey. Pennington learns that
Hewitt's cook boy is member Of the
Yellow Seven. Now go on with the
story.
She tripped overNa root that crossed
the Unmarked path, and stumbled
against him, gasping for breath.
I'm so-sorry," she painted. Ct
simply-can't-do it,"
Pennington steadied her with his
arm, .apologizing profusely.
He looked up and saw that the
guide had disappeared.
This was the first serious hitch that
had occurred. Swearing softly to him
rested her against tree, and flashed
lOTCH Inc u SNNCpihS
it in all directions. Suddenly he
plunged forward and caught the. de-
linquent covering behind a thorn
bush. He drew the shivering Wong
See from his hiding place, then kicked
him with astonishing accuracy.
The remedy proved efficaciOus. for,
throughout the final phases of the
nocturnal expedition, Wong-See made
no further attempt tC elude his cap
tor.
The guide stopped abruptly, drop.
ping to his hands and knees, and Pen
nington, creeping up to him. ex-
tinguished the torch. Monica. her
hands torn and bleeding. her neck and
wrists and ankles so. many itching
zones where the thirsty blood-suckerS
of the jungle had taken their toll
felt herself forced from the, main track
by the sudden pressure of her com
panion's left arm. Ahead of them
scarcely 20 PAGES distant-a light
flickered for a moment and then went
out.
Pennington's lips, pressed against
her ear. breathed two words:
"Chai-Hung's sentry."
Pennington's hand had left Monica's
arm and a subdued, restless. yet con
slant something was going on at her
side. Presently she felt a solid mass
press against her and found that she
was gripping the torch that Pepnins
ton ha dthrust toward her. She CROPPED
wildly in the darkness with her free
hand. For a matter of seconds her
chart stood still. for in the space
where she had believed Pennington to
be-there was nothing. Her finge :
dropped suddenly to n warm. motion
less body that lay PROSTATE at her
side.
She Withdrew her hand, shudderins
inwardly. and somehow the torch
flashed in the blackness, sending a
bar of brilliant light straight down
the track that stretched before her.
She saw a huddled form. seated on
what might have been n fallen TRUNK
and then. before the creature-su--
prised by the illumination-could be.
stir itself. Whitehead figure had
sprung like n panther from the trees
and overwhelmed it.
She saw no more. for her thumb
had found the switch and pushed II
into place. She knew now that the
form she had touched was tnat OF the
miserable Wong-See. who was effec-
lively gagged and bound.
Come on" said the voice of Pen
ningtOn in her ear. Il fancy I've
cleared the path"
She was beginning to understand
the reason for her brothers deep-root-
ed confidence in this amazing man
with the strength and cunning of
primeval savaGe-and the table-ma0'
ners of prince.
So cautious were their movements
after this that Monica felt prompted
to cry aloud. to laugh, anything tcc
relieve the appalling montony. a
broad, squat shadow doomed present.!
in front of them, a tumble-down wood
en- erection from which issued thu
sound of subdued VOICES. Pennington
drew her along with him toward
spot where a light showed between TN
rotting timbers.
Crouching in the weeds that ro'
Iwaist-high in the clearing. she pcere'
through. In the center of the apart
ment around broad stone slab. sh
counted seven Orientals. His back L