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Show THE MGE SIX. Vdh m CHAPTER VI Continued " The swimmer nodded, and across the raft eyed Dick rather curiously, tie seemed far from being exhausted, and as Dick recalled his recent powerful strokes he wondered. He was a seaman, with a round, bullet-lik- e head, a scar across one cheek, and a squint In one eye. As most of his body was under water, of Us size and Dick could strength by the breadth of the shoulneck and great hairy ders, bull-lik- e arms and hands. "Shipwrecked?" he asked, between two rollers. The seamon nodded. "What ship?" Dick added a moment later. "The yacht Pelican 1" Dick almost lost the power of his arms in his surprise, and a big roller tossed hlra back a few yards before he could recover from the shock. They were In the worst of the breakers after that, and it took all their combined strength and skill to battle their way through them to the beach. When they were finally tumbled ashore beyond the reach of the sucking water, Dick dragged himself to his feet and looked at the seaman. "You say you're from the yacht Pelican?" he said. "What happened? Were you knocked overboard?" "No, sir, I come to get help. I've ' been In the' water for ten hours. Reckon Td never made land if you hadn't seen me, sir. I was nearly in. What part of the coast Is this?" "The coast? This is an Island Valhalla 1" The. man groaned and threw up his arms in despair. "O-r-- d, then I ain't done no good 1" he said. "That swim's all fur nothing. I thought I was swlm-mlfur the mainland." He appeared so genuinely grieved and disappointed that Dick said sympathetically, "It's too bad I But tell me about the Pelican. Where is she? And what's happened to her?" "The usual thing, sir. Slie ran on the shoals In the storm last night, an' she's goln' to pieces. Can't last twenty-four hours doomed, sir. It's a pity, sir, she being such a fine boat, n' fl- y- George Ethelbert Walsh (Coprrtcht, IMS, br W. O. Chapmto.) WNU Ssrvlo hand, and then slowly ambled away. Dick watched him in silence, expecting the girl to follow, but she remained standing until the sailor was out of sight. Then she slowly turned to him. "I saw him swimming in," she said significantly, "but be didn't seem to need any help until you called. Then I noticed he lost his nerve. Rather strange, wasn't it?" "Yes, it struck me so," replied Dick seriously. "Even when I hauled him In, I thought he had more strength than I. But the poor fellow may have been frightened. A night In the water would unnerve any one." "Do you think he was In the water all night?" she asked a little bit too pointedly to ault Dick. "Why he said so. I couldn't say." She gazed at him with a challenging look in her eyes. Dick returned it with a smile of admiration, for with her windblown hair loose, and her eyes flashing with strange emotion, she made a picture of striking beauty. Suddenly she smiled. "Perhaps I'm misjudging you," she said, "and was harsh with you this morning, but the day's happenings are getting on my nerves. Mr. Blake assumes all responsibility for the disappearance of the yacht last night." "Yes, he sent It away," Dick "How did you know that?" she asked sharply. "Are you in his confidence? I didn't suppose" speaking and" "Where was this?" Dick Interrupted. "Don't know, sir. The captain he sad he'd lost his reckonln', nn' couldn't get it until" sunup. That's now. But a lot of good It will do him now that I've failed him 1" He let out another groan, and struggled to an upright sitting position. "You say this is an Island?" he added. "You sure It ain't the mainland?" "I'd hardly make a mistake like that," replied Dick. Then, "If the Pelican's on the rocks why doesn't she summon aid from the shore? She's equipped with wireless." "Yes, sir, but it ain't working no more. The storm ripped the wires to No, pieces an' flooded the dynamos. sir, the capt'n can't send a message ashore. That's why I volunteered to swim it. I thought I could do It with this raft, but the tide and wind must have drifted me out of my course." Dick nodded and said nothing. He was thinking hard. Was this a part of the mysterious plot? Or had the yacht been wrecked and the seaman risked his life In an attempt to get help before she went to pieces? He eyed the man furtively. He recalled his extraordinary strength In battling the waves until he saw Dick, and then his subsequent collapse. The man. In spite- of appearance, did not seem so terribly exhausted. He was breathing almost normally. "Can you walk?" Dick a.kcd suddenly. "If so you'd better get up to the house and make a report to Mr. Cutler. It's his yncht " He stopped In the middle of his sentence, and stared up fit the rocks that rose abruptly from the beach a few yards back from the water's edge. Standing on a projecting ledge within earshot, as If she had Just steped out of the mouth of a sea enve that yawned back of her, was Alice Cutler. Dick was satisfied that she had ben there for some time, and had listened to the sailor's story. "There's Miss Cutler now," he added, pointing. "You can repeat your story to her, or" slowly, smiling "perhaps she heard you." "Yes, I beard." the girl replied gravely. "It won't be necessary to repeat It." She began making her slippery descent from the rocks. IHck offered a hand to help her. but she Ignored it. "You were one of the cnilors on the Pelican," she said, addressing the man. "Yes, I remember your face now, I didn't up there. You're a new man, aren't you? Not one of the old crew that uucle had under Captain Johnston?" "Yes, ma'am, this Is my first cruise In the yacht." The man touched his forehead automatically as he spoke, but Dick thought be delected a bobl "An" I'm afraid, leer in the eyes. mam, It's the last." "You have no Idea where the yacht Isr "If I bad, ma'am, I'd tell you InThe cap'n didn't know stantly. Ither. Mcbbe he dei now. Mty I hadn't vi sited until daylight, an' then tried to reach land." "Yes. It Is a pity," replied .Miss Cutler, with a peculiar drawl In her voice. "All right," she added briskly, "do Bp to the house, and report to to Mr. Blake. Uncle's not up yet." ma'am I" Urn toarbed bit bead again with a T, Friday, February 26, 1926 "Go On, Please," She Urged When Ha Stopped. slowly "you were particularly good friends not after what happened on the dock the other day." Dick chuckled remlnlscently. "You're quite right We're not good friends." "Then how'd you know he ordered the yacht away last night?" "I happened to be strolling around when he sent the signals to Captain Brent." "What signals? I don't understand." He paused a moment in indecision. Then he shrugged his shoulders. "It may have been a coincidence," he admitted. "He, or some one else, flashed three bright lights from the yacht Afler that the Pelican got under way. I took the lights as signals." The girl frowned and watched hlra with grave, serious eyes. After a long pause, she asked : "What were you doing In front of the house at that time of the night?" "Oh, Just hanging around," he answered lightly. "You see I'd been pretty cramped In my narrow berth on the yacht, and needed a little exercise." There was still doubt and suspicion In her eyes when, drawing a deep breath, she added, "Where were you on the yacht, that nobody discovered ? "In In " he hesitated. "On on, please," she urged when he Stopped. "You wouldn't believe me If I told you," he answered. Bulling. "It would sound a bit too too Improbable." "Anything seems probable to me now. Go on." "Well, It was In a secret compartment that only two persons In all the world know of. If we except the architects and builders." She looked Incredulous, but nodded her head. "Who were the two persons ?" "One was the former owner of the Pelican, and he's dead now." "Mr. Vnn Ness, you mean?" Dick nodded. "And the other? r CHAPTER VII Dick avoided the house and Its occupants, though be bung around to spy and pick up any stray conversation that be could overhear. He had reached the point where he was willing to play the eavesdropper on the slightest provocation. The mystery of the whole affair puzzled him, and he wished to get the thing straight-Hwas an uninvited guest on the island, and be did not Intend to make himself a nuisance. There was something wrong up at the house. Mr. Cutler was at no time visible. Whether he was sick and confined to his bed, Dick could not learn. Mr. Blake frequently came out and scurried around, sometimes alone, and at other times with Miss Cutler. Once Dick saw him with the rescued sailor, talking earnestly. But there was nothing suspicious in this. If the yacht had been wrecked, it would be natural for him to quizz the sailor to get all possible information from him. Once the three of them walked to the edge of the highest bluff and scanned the ocean for some time. Dick watched them from a screened hiding place. Finally, at an order from Blake, the sailor left and returned to the house. Blake and Alice remained standing a few moments, the wind tossing and whipping her skirts and golden hair. The man turned occasionally, and while he seemed to be talking to her Dick thought he eyed her greedily. They sat down on a sheltered rock, still talking and looking seaward. A great desire to creep up behind and listen urged Dick onward, but the venture was too risky. Suddenly another pair of eyes caught sight of them. Marie, from an upper window of the house, was watching them Intently. Dick smiled and shook his head. "Jealous I" he murmured. "A woman scorned Is the worst enemy a man can have. I believe I'll court Marie, for Information." With this decision made, he watched every opportunity to meet her; but she never seemed to leave the house alone. Once he saw her in conversation with the sailor, and from her manner he Judged she knew him pretty well. But even that could be explained without much difficulty. All the way down Marie had been free and easy with the crew. She was a natural itr A e flirt you NEPIII. UTAH S, Ending of Coal Strike Celebrated by the Miners !Y 1 only-Judg- TIMES-NEW- ' in a small cave . Dick spent the night he had chosen for his headquarters. It would be difficult for anyone to find blm there, and more difficult to surprise him. He reasoned that the sailor would tell Blake about meeting him, and natural curiosity, if not suspicion, would urge the latter to seek hlra out A complete stranger on the lonely island would be quite a curiosity. Several times through the day, Dick had a feeling that someone was spying on him, watching for him, and following him. Whether it was Blake or the sailor he could not decide, but it made him more cautious. "I'll have to be constantly on my guard," he said to himself. "If Blake Is up to some crime, he'd put me out of the way if he caught me. That sailor's standing in with blm." He was wide awake long before dawn, and, anxious to take his dip in the ocean before anyone else on the Island was stirring, he scrambled down the rocks to the beach. Choosing a favorable spot for a swim, he threw off his outer garments and stood ready for the plunge. Suddenly a distant, muffled hum like the buzzing of a swarm of bees aroused his interest. He stood listening, turning his head this way anil that He looked up and down the face of the cliff, at a loss to explain the Intermittent buzzing. After a while his attention was directed to a thick grove of .tall trees standing off by themselves on the highest point of the Island, some distance away from the bouse. "That's a pretty big swarm of bees," he commented, "to make all that noise. I'll take a look in that grove." Instead of plunging Into the surf, he threw on his clothes and walked up the hill. There was a peculiar metallic quality in the intermittent bus-zinthat had more than awakened Dick's curiosity; It had excited his suspicion. Therefore, instead of making direct for the grove, he made a circuitous detour which enabled him to keep out of sight of anyone on the summit o( the plateau. By scaling the rocks and climbing along ledges he managed to reach the grove from the opposite g ls3 ivrvrx k Miners In a Pennsylvania town celebrating the settlement of the long anthracite coal strike. Inset portrait of Richard F. Grant of Philadelphia, president of the Susquehanna Collieries company, who Is credited by both sides with having brought the strike to an end. Is Lafayette Escadrille Memorial for St. Cloud I rat - - 1 fl fei ys&M - - f v -- ai K ft .lLJrrt . - - , m ' ill,' 1 I W ' mimmiminnnn 1 - ''n . , linn Model of the memorial to the members of the famous probably will be dedicated on next Armistice day. dowed by William Nelson Cromwell of New York and arch is more than 70 feet high, and behind the colonnades drille who were killed. i- n- A . rs,fr t , -- -- ll vi I 1 u - - v!LJl' - N kn f in. n v Ml m SI H: in ' 1 -- rtmnill n j ry U Lafuyette escadrille who lost their lives in the war, which Designed by Alexandre Marcel of France and enParis, It will stand in St. Cloud, near Taris. The central will be crypts for the tombs of the 45 men of the esca- Senator Hands Out Coal to Needy CHURCH DESIGNER xr. 3 . Mi Jt ft - 3-717- i .7 I Ralph Adams Cram bids fair to R'TLV Income the "Christopher Wren of A coal party Is the latest In senatorial circles. Senator M. M. Neely of America." This Boston architect is West Virginia (shown in the truck) brought Joy to the hearts of many poor responsible for much of the Cathedral families when he personally delivered a carload of coal from of St. John the Divine and now word the minesin ofWashington his state to the needy. cornea that he Is to design the "Rockefeller church," to be erected In New York for the pastorate of Doctor Fos-dlcSo eventually on Mornlngslde Heights there will rise a new monument to the artistic genius of Ralph A. Cram. Unique Golden Frog Is Found k. r WOULD RULE SEATTLE y. side. Once within '',l their shadows he crept from tree to tree, always following the humming as a guide. It seemed much nearer and clearer, but It was still muffled as If coming from a consider able distance. "' 'a ' (TO HE CONTINUED.) Meteoric Viaitorg It Is computed that between 10,no0, sht added Inter- WO and Sn.'XH-.txx- ) strike the earth's rogatively. dully. Two or three mete"I don't think III mention the oth- atmosphere orites are seen to full yearly. Sines er's Biiine," be replied, shriiggir.g bis a large part of the eartli Is covereif shoulders. "Of course, you know It's with water or uninhabited. It U I. That's sufficient." thought probable that ubom KM) strike "Yes, that's sufficient," she mused the earth annually. It Is not knows thoughtfully. Then raising her eyes positively that meteors and rocteorltet to him, she added: "I wonder hw ore composed of the same materlam you carne In possession of the Information, If what you tell me Is true. Germany has a union ot Iron and I don't suppose you care to tell me." steel pipe manufacturers which con"No, Miss Cutler. I'd rather aoC" trols the prices :Xi-- v j 1 This Is Mrs. Henry I.andes, who has as a candidate for mayor of Seattle, Wash., the first woman ever to seek the position In that city. filed Above Is shown a close-tiew ot the golden colored frog found ne:r Norf.lk, Va., by Dr. H. C, Kellers of the Notional museum, Washington. In stead of the usual olive green color, this has a coloring of yellow . ...frog ...... black which Is nrovtnir ,,t im.,,.. p |