The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1942-11-19

had done it's work. No motorcar
would be lifted across the drainage
channel tonight.
"Cripes, I'd forgotten that one,"
exclaimed McInnis.
He laughed. So did Curt and Col
Inns. and it eased the tension. There
was now no need for secrecy. They
used the car lights and stepped on
the gas. But thoughts of possible
trouble ahead frightened their nerves
again.
Collins began to take some in
terest in his fellow passenger. He
played his fash on Toenjes, and
turned the mans head this way
and that. Toenjes was beginning
to suffer considerably from pain in
his shoulder, but his eyes were MUIR
derous. A slow, unbelieving smile
spread over Collins face. He ripped
open ToenjeS shirt and pulled it
away from the wounded shoulder.
He found a puckered scar there,
an old one, not three inches from
| the bleeding hole Curt had made
| tonight. And then he began to laugh.
He laughed and he laughed until
tears rolled down his face. The
men in the front seat turned for
an explanation. 1t came in jerks.
"On a silver platter" cried Col
Inns. "Mr. Curtis, you've made one
of the neatest hauls this year. DR..
Toenjes? I hadn't seen him before,
you know. This is Herr Albrecht
Werner Fisch, no less. Red-handed.
One of the biggest, slipperiest,
agents the Nazis have in Latin
America"
"You sure?"
'I'n bet a months pay. He
dropped from sight over year ago
and we finally gave up on him and
supposed he'd been recalled or just
plain iquidated for some reason.
Shave off this beard and you'll find
an uneven scar under the right jaw
line. He's really nearsighted, too.
Didn't have to play-act that. Man,
oh, man. I had nothing to do with
it, but does my stock rise? I'll never
be able to live up to this"
| AIO LIlSIl IL WdS tOlliOAiO"' AhS
sun slanted down holly on the after
deck of the San Timoteo. The AS.
sociated vessel was pushing her way
north over a smooth sea. There
was a cooling breeze, and cumu
lus clouds moved serenely across
the sky.
Buddy, Chuck, and Sylvia Mitch
ell, all in sun suits were playing
under the watchful eyes of the ships
nurse. The boys were making clown
ish efforts to balance on their head:
their huge straw sombreros, much
to the amusement of the little girl
Each was trying to Guido the othel
in his strutting.
Curt and Lee were standing by
his arm about her waist. They wer'
silent, and Lee felt Curtis arm tight
en- as the children's voices ros'
shrilly, hilariously. She looked VI
and saw the look in his eyes, tn
beads of sweat above his brow
and on his upper lip, and she kney
what he was thinking.
He looked down at her, and hi
eyes slowly cleared. He kissed he
lightly on the temple and they saur
tered off, his arm tight about hel
At the entrance to the central stall
case he paused-and yawned, pre-
digiously.
"I could do with another nap,
he said, on swapping his mouth shu
"You?"
"We slept all morning!" she e.
claimed. "We won't sleep tonight!
eve can sit on deck tonight,
y hopefully.
t. "No moon"
:. "There'n be stars. And there
n no charge for just sitting"
a Lee laughed. "All right, sill,
p Well 60 down again."
e The door to the purser's offic
/. opened and there was movement
a the corridor. A steward was tao
ID ing paper on the bulletin board.
e "News!" said Curt.
With Lee, he crossed the corrid'
to eagerly, to stare at the typewrittt
ID sheet.
a. "Puerto Soledad, TERRA Libre
in read the radio dispatch. in ra
e. by army troops on the headqua
a, tiers of the Compania Agricola Tro
ical at San Alejo this morning, VIII
to appears to have been a direct Ma
,e plot against the sovereignty Of
Id ezra Libre was disclosed, with t
is arrest of Senior Apolonio Monta,
x and twenty-four persons OF Doubt
- pationa lity