The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-07-24
Z 0e YeGl0W 5eVe@43; y.
y TIE BOX IRl(K%
e/epe4vNp SWELL.
LEAN. ~
0leA >eu,aeH u,c .a.a e. Z S;-s.A%
VNeA >eRMct ase..sxs..

This unusual series of stories deal
with the exploits of "Chinese" Pen
nington. detective sent by his gov
eminent to British North Borneo t,
run to earth The Yellow Seven, ,
gang of Chinese bandits.
CHINESE" PENNINGTON la,
tapping the toes of his shoes togeth
er, gazing through the wreath Of
smoke that hung above him at q liz.
ard that chung to the ceiling of tho
veranda of Captain John Hewitt
Commissioner of Police. A hand
reached down and scratched at a sec
ton Of white. calf that showed be.
tween the lowest extremity of care
fully creased trouser-leg and the tor
of crumpled sock. The strange dia-
gonal Sits, behind which his eyes had
q knack of disappearing, widencd
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 because I've
lots of things l want to ask you"
What sort of things, Mrs. Whey T.
There are heaps of things l don't
understand" she told him. "Why
don't you arrest Mr.. Chai-Hung ?"
"You think we ought TOT"
why, of course. You know him
to be the leader of Chinese opinion
on the island; you know him to be
cunning, INSCRIPTIONS, capable of
anything. -. l can't see why Jack
bothers 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 man with the Chinese eyes
balanced a rubber pouch on his knees
and began rolling fresh cigaret.
Monica watched him impatiently. She
FOUND 1T difficult to associate in her
mind the two Pennlngtons-the
youthful, Immaculate jdler who orna-
mented her brothers bungalow. lead.
ing an apparently purposeless exist
ence, and. the gaunt, lean scarecrow
who, master of dialects and dis
guise-wandered undecided from
drinklng-house' to opium den, from
market-place to campfire, bounding
out the spreaders of scdition that
disturbed the peace of the handful
OF white settlers that dwelt on these
fringes of civilization.
"1m afraid you have to blame me
Tor that, Mrs. Whey" he said slowly.
You see, things aren't always as
easy as they seem. Chai-Hunp is
sefii the most respected Chinaman in
BorIieo. I'm prepared to admit that
there was time when things looked
black against him. 1t seemed in
credible that he should be able to
lind way out, but he did. Among a
legion of worshipping followers it
was by no means difficult for him
TO discover scape-goat." ~,
Monica sat up. ~. :, 81.
"But the Yellow Seven" she per-|
sisted excitedly. Nothing can ex-
plain away that"
Pennington spread out his hands.
KNOW" he agreed. "In almost
every outrage committed that yellow
caro- with its seven black dots has
been traced; but what does it 20 to |
prove, after all?-merely that the
perpetrator belonged to society or
cuit among which this symbol ex-
ercises significance. It proves
nothing against Chai-Hune." |
But you know" !
"Of course / know. You know
and SO does your brother. but ia
up 70 US to prove our case. It's up
% me to catch Chai-Hung red handed
with the cards in his possession.
have you ever seen lalang. Mrs.
It's weed that grows HIGH
On Intended plantations. Once
1eeply-rooted. it spreads everywhere.
10 destroy it. you must dig it up-I
roots and all--and burn it until
here is nothing left that can take
'oot again. The Yellow Seven is like
aiang: I've got to make certain that
mai Hung is the root-and the onlv
DOT" o1S
y see," said Monica thoughtfully.
And until this happens-w
Until then every planter who
walks in lonely places-goes in peril
u his life; every white man who EN-.
'ioys Chinese cook-boy should look
loosely into his credentials. when, he
images him, and carefully into his
cooking forever after!"
AT that moment, Pennington, who
lad been looking through the door
way raised warning finger. Monica