Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1923-08-06
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This unusual series of stories
deal with the exploits of Chin
csc" Pennington, detective
sent by his government to Brit
ish North Borneo to run to earth
The Yellow Seven, a gang OF
Chinese bandits.
Pennington met BrabazOn stand
ing outside the Rest House at Jes-
SETON, his hands stuck in his peck
cts, following with evident admir-
alton the easy, elegant gait Of a
Malay girl who was making her
way toward the harboT.
Pennington, by all that's Won
derfulp
The taller extended hand.
eve been here three solid
months-and I didh't know you
were on the island. How are
you?
gift as a fiddle! Come in and
have sling"
Chinese" Pennington looked at
his watch.
II can give you half-an-hour, old
SON." he told him. "I'm due at the
Commissioners at four"
He followed BrabaZon up rick
ETY. stairs to the veranda that over
looked the road. He dropped into
a chair and his companion perched
himself on the arm of it, beam
ing all over his broad, handsome
face.
"Stin at the same gamer he in.
quired, pushing forward his case.
Pennington nodded.
"Still hunting down the worlds
worst criminalsl No thanks, roll
my own"
He produced a rubber pouch and
began manipulating the flimsy
paper. Brabazon tapped his cigaret
on his thumb.
"Three monthsp he calculated
presently. "That's a spell of time
for you to stop in one locality,
isn't it?"
The tall man with the Chinese
eyes smiled grimly.
at is" he admitted. at means
that I'm up against about the
toughest proposition I've ever
struck. How're things up your
way?"
"Rotten! I'm thinking of chuck
ing rubber-and turning my atten-
ton to oil. At present Pm at
Ketatan. Know it?"
'Ketatan! That's where Allsion
was murdered by the Yellow Seven
Gangy"
Pennington was staring at clus-
ter of flies on the ceiling.
you've had no trouble since.
No threatening communications"
Nothing at all. Dawson round
ed nm the assassins, they tell mo.
eyes," said the other without en-
thusiasm. dawson did his job and
InP IOHlEllN SIOHti " a. pl'sA'7fTN
about it! There were five Of the
swine and we caught. tried and
executed them with all due pomp
and ceremony; but we didn't sue
coed in getting any information out
of 'em. We're no nearer the solu-
ton of the Yellow Seven mystery
than we were when we started.
You say your areas quiet. I'm glad
of it. But in almost every other
district these gang-murders con-
tinue."
Rrabazon whistled.
you'll pardon my ignorance on
the subject, I know; but what is
this Yellow Severn"
The boy came in with the drinks
Brabazon had ordered, and Penn
ington smoked until he has disap-
peared.
"The Yellow Seven :. :, a card
like an ordinary Chinese playing
card" he said. you know the
things; as long as my fore-finger,
with rounded ends, black on one
side-and series of dots on the
other-some red, some black"
"And this ONE"
This particular card has a
bright yellow face, with seven dots
on it, in all-four above a faint
line-and three below it. 1t crop
ped up some time back, when Lady
Stornaway's diamond pendant dis
appeared from Hewitt's bunga-
low"
81 remember it," broke in Bra
bacon. "But the Commissioner
got that back a couple of days"
81 got it back" continued Pen
nington. T'n tell you all about it
some day. There was another
card connected with the Allison
case, and knife, bearing the
same grim symbol on its handle,
preceded an attempt to assassinate