Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1925-07-24

Meat my time of life. They chloro-
formed me, and that was the last l
saw Of Zaboleff or the rest of the
gang"
The inspector leaned forward and
stared at his chief
you've heard the rumors, SIR" he
went on after a moment, the same as
1 have"
Perhaps" said Sir Bryan quietly.
"But 60 on, McIver. I'd like to hear
what's on your mind"
TITS the Black Gang, sir" said the
inspector, leaning forward impress
sively.
There have been rumors going
round, rumors which our men have
heard here and there for the past two
months. I've heard EN- myself; and
once or twice I've wondered. Now I'm
sure-especially after what Flash Jim
said. That gang is no rumor, it's solid
fact"
"Have you any information as to
what their activities have been, as
suming for a moment It is the truth?"
A0ACo oAS ILL.,
None for certain, sir; until this
moment l wasn't certain Of It's exist
ence. But now-looking back-there
have been quite number of sudden
disappearances. We haven't troubled
officially, we haven't been asked to.
Hardly likely when one realizes who
the people are who have disappeared"
"All conjecture, McIver," said Sir
Bryan. "They may be lying doggo, or
they'll turn up elsewhere"
"They may be, sir" answered Nc
Tver doggedly. But take the cop-
plete disappearance of Granger fort
night ago. He's one of the worst Of
the Red men, and we know he hasn't
left the country. Where is he? His
wife, happen to know, is crazy with
anxiety, so 1t don't look like put-up
job. Take that extraordinary case of
the Pole who was found lashed to the
ratings In Whitehall with one-half OF
his beard and hair shaved off and the
motto Portrait Of Bolshevist' paint
ed on his forehead. Well, don't need
to tell you, sir, that that particular
Pole, Strambowski, was undoubtedly
a messenger between-well, we know
who between and what the message
was. And then take last night"
"Well. what about last night?"
"For the first time this gang has
come into direct contact with u.s."
always assuming the fact of its ex-
istence."
Exactly, sir" answered McIver.
"Well, they've got Zaboleff and they've
got Waldock, and they laid eight Of US
out to cool. guess they're not to be
! sneeEed at"
With a thoughtful look on his face
Sir Bryan rose and strolled over to
the window. Though not prepared to
go quite as far as McIver, there were
certainly some peculiar elements in
the situation-elements which he, as
! head of big public department, could
not officially allow for an instant,
/ however much 1t might amuse him as
! a private individual.
1--WE must find Zaboleff and Wal
! DOCK" he said curtly, without turning
round. "Waldock, at any rate, has
| friends who will make a noise unless
he's Forthcoming. And :"
| But his further remarks were inter
! tary with note.
"Tor the inspector, Sir Bryan" she
said, and McIver after glance at his
chief, opened the envelope. For
while be studied the letter In silence,
then with an enigmatic smile he rose
dow.
'No answer, thank you, Miss
, Forbes" he said, and when they were
! once more alone, he began rubbing his
hands together softly--a sure sign of
being excited. "CurtiS and Samuel
Bauer, both fogged nearly to death
and found In slum of Whitechapel.
The note said two Of 'em had been
fogged."
49," said Sir Bryan quietly. "These
two were at Barking last nightT
"They were, sir" answered the in
spector.
"And their line" queried the chief.
white slave traffic of the worst
type" said McIver. "They generally
drug the girls with cocaine or some
dope first. What do you say to my
theory now, sir?"
"Its another point In its favor, Nc
Iver," conceded Sir Bryan cautiously /;
"but it still wants a lot more proof
And, anyway, whether you're right or
not, we can't allow it to continue. We
shall be having questions asked In
parliament"
McIv nodded portentous.y. If I
can't lay my hands on a man who can
lift me up like baby and dope me,
may I never have another case. Like
eaby, sir. Me"
He opened his hands out helplessly,
and this time Sir Bryan laughed out
right only to turn with quick frowE
as the door leading to the secretary's
office was flung open to admit man
He caught a vague glimpse OF the
scandalized Miss Forbes lowering like
canary eating bird-seed in the BACK
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