The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-12-12
YELLOW MOOlV
BY BRADFIELD ANGLER
Copyright Ledger syndIcatc

copyright Le0keE CynuAS@% -- became higher and more deserted the further the steamship ascended.
 Gregory Again Mundy, grim and glowering dwrained the last bit of hot black tea from 8 ridiculously small cup Gregory, with glance at the several armed Chinese who hovered nearby, indolently lit cigarette with a flash of flame from Nplati- mum lighter. Jean Strebor stood tensely at the right elbow of the Russian at the wheel. "Is 1t much further?" she asked.
 "It,s not more than four miles, I should say, according to what you've told me of your fathers posi- tion," Mundy answered. My min ing camp is beyond that next bend" His lips frightened. T may as well warn you now that the river gets even shallower from now on And I can only guess at the chan nel when we pass the camp"
 Ahead the river curved to the right. aroun da rocky and wooded bluff. Mundy studied the high sloop. He wondered If she were thinking what he was.
 "Everything is so quiet" she said T haven't heard any sound of shooting What if Fang has already killed my father and his men or or worse"
 Mundy knew what she meant by worse. He had seen human beings after they had ben tortured by the fiendish methods of the marshal.
 Then we'll be poking our noses into a section or purgatory or earth" he told her bluntly. T SUD- pose you realize that the only way to get this steamer out of here is to back her all the way down. stream"
 That bend would be a nice place for an ambush" Gregory mur- mured, especially now that oul headway is lessened. I suppose you've thought of that, Mundy."
 I've thought of it."
 Were ready to fight" Jean Stre- bor said.
 Wed make nice targets Royce Gregory noted. "Very nice tar gets"
 Hey, you," Mundy yelled at the steersman. Keep more to the right, I say, or you'll have u aground. ."
 The words were not out of hi' mouth when a shout came from the bow. A quiver shook the ship Mundy grabbed for the signal lever Bells changed.
 Full speed asternl Full speed astern! Give me that wheel, you dumb oxl"
 Attacked From Shore A fuSillade of shots sounded from the bluff at that moment. Guns or the ship snapped back in staccatc fashion. Gregory pulled Jean Strebor low, despite her protests The huge Russian who had beer steering ducked below the level of the partition until he could jerk out an automatic. Then he lifted himself and fired at the attackers ! ashore. ..-.
 Steger crawled through the door from the protected side of the deck He moved quickly toward Mundy who, having signalled for half speed ahead, was hunched low behind the wheel, where he was partially pro- tected by the framework of the bridge.
 "You're not going to keep her going yourself, Chief" Steeger pro- tested. You'll be hit. This amt your flght!"
 We can't stop" Jean strebor said desperately.
 Mundy's teeth flashed in his tanned face. Who's stopping?" he asked. Keep down where you won't be hurt"
 Rifles spat. A machine gun rat tat-tat-tated. Its ugly muzzle was showed through porthole of the dining saloon.
 No passengers huddled there to- day. They and the regular crew of the coastwise steamer, such as had been aboard when the ship was captured in Shanghai, had been put into two small boats and freed far enough off the coast so they would not reach it before the ship was well upriver. Several had elected to stay behind, however. Gregory was among these latter.
 The smaller of the two large Russians was hit as he ducked around the deck. He sprawled. Laboriously, he managed to get one knee under him. Then, slowly, his shaggy head lowered as If under an