New Britain herald., 1927-03-15


 of Roger Brooks, owner and pub fisher of the Catawba City Times and other newspapers, was lIdEapcd from home and in A few days rc- leased, Uuharmed. Roger Brooks re souhies his sc1thing attacks on pol iticians Of the Ring and leaders of inc Underworld, and then, q few days later. himself disappears.
 Donald Kccna, literary editor Of the times and guardian Of Teddy Farrell, reporter and Sob Sister, learns that Brooks newspaper stock is being manipulated. He suspects John W. Walden, prominent lawyer as being involved in a plot 70 wreck the Brooks organization.
 Diana learns that her father is concealed in an alien tenement dis trict and Don secures the aid of Charley Costello. q young Italian belonging to a ieudist gang. Accom- panied hy Teddy, they so in search Of Brooks and are intercepted by enemies Of Costello. Don and Char ley receive bullet wounds. but es- cape into sub cellar. the entrance of which is worked by trap and can he operated only from above. Tor hours they remain prisoners.
 NOW GO ON.
 CHAPTER VIII
 Teddy pushed the watch into pocket and crept to Costello's side. He was lying absolutely still. Beads of moisture which had gathered on his brow caught ray Of light and flashed there like tiny diamonds. His mouth eaped open and his eyes were unblnklnG.
 The girl touched his face and recolcd with q low cry.
 Charley Costello had pulled his gat" for tle last time,
 Teddy avcrtod her gaze and crept back 10 a place beside Don.
 "Is hc-dcad?"
 Dons voice broke as he put the question.
 Teddy shivcred before holding, too agitated to speak.
 Neither uttered any comment for several moments. Realization of their situation had taken hold Of them in all it's naked horror.
 Despite this Teddy succeeded finally in steoling herself against the feeling or despair that kept aesaiHng her. From time to time she would rise from her vigil To- side her guardian to explore again the possibilities of escape from this nightmare of a place.
 She tugged with all the strength of her vrile young hands at the ventiiator-like contraption In the sido-wall. But as Costello had said, it was apparently impossible to work the trap from below.
 The air was fetid. The od0rs from the sour mash and the fer mentine wine mingling with tn" dank vapors from the slimy ooz' of wet clay were becoming more and more revolting.
 Don had been lying still for long time. To Teddy it seemed hours. Her own hands were clammy and her limbs numb from cold, but Don's entire body was hot. His breath was like the air from a heated oven.
 'Don-Oh, Don"
 Teddy was shaking him gently. "Don. dear. say something.'
 "Yos, yes. Lola wait stupid kind of-legacy fool inhcritamce-'
 Teddy listened. tense. Don was rambling, incohorcnt. His eyes burned with deirium.
 She shook him again. \ cold wave constricted her own breath ing. Dread of the Thing she dared not name was beginning to clutch at her heart
 Whats tn idea--snubbing Ted
 Don's iumblod words struck her ears distinctly.
 She has-Charley-noed your hclp-!-'
 He sighed and stirred. moaning.
 Don, this is Teddy - look, Don. Ttddys here with you.'
 Sobs Wci.ed up i'll her throat al most choking her as she Na}2h"n him with hatod breath. A slow smile crept across his face.
 "Must'ye f1llcn-aslcep, I guess. Damn-th' pain"'
 'Plcase--oh, please, Don, let me give you some of tn drug," sAc pleaded sobhing now. "I can't bear to sec you suffer so,'
 The fingers of his left hand gropad for her, found her wrist and closed around it.
 "All right. Ted"
 The girl tremhlcd at the touch of his fingers, Then with q little quick in-drawns of her breath she