Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1935-07-11

On the threshold of the room be-
yond, he fell back. A man lay upon
the floor in pool Of blood, his throat
torn as though by the fangs of wild
animal!
This was how poor Norwich died |!
The Thing saw in London
is here somewhere!"
But the rathole was empty, from
moldy, decaying roof, to sinking eel
lars! The only person, other than
Eileen, found on the premises was
Aswami Pasha, his jugular pierced by
curving teeth, his blood pumping out
from those CHASTITY wounds. And Hafg
thought he detected a faint smell Of
musk.
In long, low hangar, which from
above (from an airplane, for example)
resembled no more than a mound
in the desert, the German U-boat
bought for breaking-up purposes by
an agent Of Yuan Hee See three
years before, and "lost" owing to the
parting of tow-rope on her way from
the Australian yards, lay under flood
lights suspended from the roof.
Two streams Of negroes poured, like
black ants, up and down her gang
way, the upstream laden with small,
heavy boxes, the downstream empty
handed. Two million pounds in mint
ed money was thus transferred from
the dhow at anchor in the nearby
harbor to the hidden submarine.
On the light-flooded wharf, Doctor
Oestler, excited by many glasses of
champagne, grasped the arm of Mac
lies as the Scot came down the gang
way.
II tell you, Mac" said the doctor
hoarsely, "she is overloaded! Ha?"
MacIles broke away from the de-
tanning hand.
"Shut your mouth" he replied
roughly. "Dinna sail WI me If We ha'
doubts"
But the Austrian physician was not
without supporters. Len Chow, second
in-command Of the U-boat, stood by
him. II agree with the DOCTOR" he
said in his monotonous tones, "that
only two tons should be shipped"
go to h-l!" He brushed Len Chow
aside and passed on.
An Arab boy came running. A
launch from the gunboat was headed
for the Jelly.
There goes the last five thousand"
said the Wasp; and, raising his voice:
"All aboard!" he cried
do We sail?" MacIles asked Doctor
Oestler. The Austrian thought: Money
opens many doors, ha? There was no
escape if he remained ashore. The
Marquis and the Pasha plainly had
deserted the sinking ship, and the dan
ger must have been great, ha?-since
they had left two millions of minted
money behind them'"
Doctor Oestler nodded briefly and
walked up the gangway, followed by
MacIles and Len Chow. They slipped
out to the open sea. Oestler, from the
forward coming tower, saw the threat
ening gray lines of H. NJ. s. Panther
lying half mile outside the reef. Len
Chow gave the order to sutmerge
Only through the periscope did that
doomful shape remain visible.
They sank lower. Doctor Oestler
ran down cramped iron ladder. He
stumbled and clutched. 1t seemed to
be strangely tilted.
"They can never see the periscope"
he cried "Why do we submerge 50
deep? :"
The whole fabric of the underwater
craft shook suddenly and quivered.
Mac" Oestler screamed desper.
ately-"Chow Colt! We're
aground!" The Scotsman stopped his
engines.
Other voices came, dimly at first
then raised to shouting pitch. DOC
tor Oestler," said MacIles, "Mr. Len
Chow-ye were right in a We said
We're overloaded. There's five fathoms
between us and Gods sunshine, and
no human power can raise us to it.
We're buried under the sea, WI two
million pounds and a our sins!"
The iron-framed doorway was crowd
ed with CHASTITY faces. MacIles sprang
to his feet, dropped to his knees, and
raised his head and his locked hands.