The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1925-12-16
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Sopv1qm oy GEORGE n. DORM co
y. \ q Ssrvie,

wi VIC cdine 10 the conclusion
that this mysterious Black Gang IVA
reailty' and that, further II was In
tlmately connected with these disar
pearances. But we also came n tb
conclusion that the Ideals and ohioct
OF this gang were in every way desir
aDie. such a thing, of course. coul,
not be admitted officially: the abduc
ZION or anyone Is criminal ofrense
But we came to the conclusion tha
'he BLACK Gang was undoubtedly al
extremely powerful and ably led or
ganlzation whose object was simnl,
ana solely to fight the Red element
In England. The means they adontef
were undoubtedly illegal-but the re
suits were excellent. Whenever a mar
appeared preaching Boshevism. afte,
Few days he simply disappeared. In
snort. reign of terror was established
amongst the terrorists. And it was
to put that right have no doubt that
the Reverend Theodosius Longmoor
arrived in this country"
Sir Bryan thoughtfully Lit another
cigarette.
10 return TO the island. McIver
| went there, and after some little diff
Guilty located it. out of the twenty or
thirty to which the description might
apply. He found it far from uninhab-
tied, just as that letter says. He found
it occupied by some fifty or sixty rabid
anarchists-the gentlemen who had so
mysteriously disappeared-who we're
presided over by twenty large demo-
bilized soldiers commanded by an ex-
sergeant-major of the Guards. The
sixty frenzied anarchists, he gath
cred, were running a state on commu-
mist lines, as interpreted by the ex-
sergeant-majOr. And the interpreta-
ton moved even McIver to tears of
laughter. 1t appeared that once every
three hours they were all drawn up in
a row, and the sergeant-major, with
a voice like bull, would below:
"'Should the ruling classes have
money!
''Then they answered in unison
No
"'Should anyone have money!
Again they answered No
"'Should everyone work for the
common good for loveY Yes
"Whereat he would roar: We'll, in
this ere island there amt no ruling
classes, and there amt no money, and
there's dam little love. so go and
plant more potatoes, you lop-eared
sons of Beelzebub.'
"At which point the parade broke up
in disorder"
Sir John was shaking helplessly.
This is a jest. tombstone. You're
joking"
I'm not answered the other. But
l think you'll admit that the man who
started the whole show-the leader of
the Black Gang-is a humorist, to put
it mildly, who cannot well be spared"
MY dear fellow, the cabinet is the
only place for him. If only he'd ex-
port two or three of my colleagues to
this island and let 'em plant potatoes
I'd take off my hat to him. Tell me-
do l know him?"
Sir Bryan smiled.
I'm not certain: you may. But |
the point, Haverton, is this We must |
take cognizance of the whole thing, if |
we acknowledge it at all. Therefore |
shall we assume that everything l
have been telling you is fairy story
that the Black Gang is non-existent-
may say that it will be shortly-and
+hat what has already appeared in the
napers is Just a hoax by some IRE
snonsible person? Unless we do that
here will he a cause celeDre fought
ont on class prejudice most IN
iudicious thing at the present moment.
NAV saw that the island is shut down.
mi the sixty pioneers have departed
n other countries Also quite num-
,ar of those agents whose names are
IN the list you have have iei' oui
shores during the past few days II
s merely up to us to see tfa' 'ne!
,on't come back. But morning has
.ome out in the papers: and doh
,,ont ANYTHING TO come out either
He paused suddenly, as cheerlu'
.oice was heard in the office outsiue'
.Ah, here is one CAPTAIN Drum
oond. whom asked 10 come rouiu
his morning" he continued, WIN
aim smile. Il wonder If you Kno"
i'm" ,,,or
"Drummond" repeated the o'her.
10 he a vast fellow with an ugly
ace?" -
.Tbots the man." said Sir Bryan.
"I've seen him al his aunt Sou
.dv Meltrose. She says he's the Dig
est fool in London"
Sir Bryan's smile grew more plv,
ounced as the door opened and iiugi
anne in. .,,
Morning, Tum-tum." he ooomeu
pniaIly. "How's the liver ana ai
lat?' Ct
"Niorning, Hugh. Do you kno" Oh
ohm HavertonY -,
informing. Sir John. Jolly oio cap,,
IF merry and bright? Or did you al,
, down on Purple Polly at Ioou"oo"
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