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Show BT THE SAUNA SUN. SALINA. UTAH 'I' H E A Novel from the Play STORY FROM THE START Defying all effort to capture him, after a long series of murders and robberies, a supercrook known only as The Bat" has brought about a veritable 'reign of terror. The chief of police assigns his best operative. Anderson, to ri--t on the trail of The Bat. Wifi her niece. Dale Ogden, Miss Cornelia Van Gorder la living In the country home of the late Courtleigh Fleming, who until his recent death had been president of the Union bank, wrecked because of the theft of Miss a large sum of currency. Van Gorder receives a note warning her to vacate at once on pain of death. Dale returns from the city, where she had been to hire a gardener. The gardener arrives, giving his name as Brooks. He admits he Is not a gardener, but needs work Miss Cornelia tells Doctor Wells of the threatening note. They are Interrupted by the smashing of a window In the house. They find another warning note. The detective. Anderson, arrives. Is told of the situation, and announces he will stay on watch Miss Van Gorder that night. tells Anderson she has an Idea Courtleigh Fleming robbed his own bank and concealed the money In the house. the-plac- CHAPTER V Continued Well, I wouldnt struggle like that for a theory, he said, the professional note coining buck to his voice. "The cashiers missing thats the answer. Then you dont think theres a chance that the money from the Union bank Is In this house? persisted Miss Cornelia. I think It very unlikely. Miss Cornelia put her knitting away and rose. She still clung tenaciously to her own theories hut her belief in them had been badly shaken. If youll come with me, Ill show you to your room, she said, a little stiffly. The detective stepped back to let her pass. Sorry to spoil your little theory, he said, and followed her to the door. If either had noticed the unobtrusive listener to their conversation, neither-mnda sign. The moment the door hud closed on them, Pale sprang Into action. She seemed a different girl from the one who hud left the room so Inconspicuously such a short time before there were two bright spots of color Ip her cheeks and she was obviously laboring under great excitement. She went quickly to the alcove doors they opened softly disclosing the young man who hud said tlmt he was Brooks the new gardener and yet not the same young man for his assumed air of servitude had dropped from him like a cloak, revealing him as a young fellow at least of the same general social class as Pales If not a of the select circle where Van Corders revolved about Van Gorders, and a was more man's Important than the mun himself. Pale cautioned him with a warning finger as he advanced Into the room. lie Shi Shi" she whispered. careful I That mans a detective Ilrooks gave a hunted glance at the door Into the hull. Then theyve traced me here," he sukl In a dejected voice. I don't think so." lie made a gesture of helplessness. I couldnt get back to my rooms, he said In a whisper, "If theyve searched them, he paused, "as theyre sure to theyll find your letters to me." He paused again. "Your aunt doesnt suspect anything?" No, I told her" Id engaged a gardener and that's all there was about It." He came nearer to nor. "Pale!" be murmured In a tense voice. You know I didnt take that money I" he said, with boyish simplicity. All the loyalty of first-lovwas In her answer. Of course! I believe In you absolutely! she said. He caught her arms and kissed her gratefully Then the galling mempassionately. ory of the predicament In .which he stood the hunt already on his trail came back to him. He released her gently, still holding one of her hands. Iiut the police here!" he stamWliat does mered, turning away. that mean?" Pale swiftly Informed him of the situation. Aunt Cornelia says people have been trying to break Into this house for days at night." Brooks ran his hand through his hair In a gesture of bewilderment. Then he seemed to catch at a hope. What sort of people? he queried sharply. Pale was puzzled. "She doesnt know." The excitement In her lovers manner came to a head. That proves exactly what Ive contended right along." he said, thudding one fist softly lu the palm of the other. Through some underneath channel old Fleming has been selling those securities for months, turning them Into cash. And somebody knows about It, and knows that that money Is hidden here. Ikm't you see? Your Aunt Cornelia has crabbed the game by coming here." Why didnt you tell the police that? Now they think, because you run awuy " Ban away! The only chance I had was a few hours to myself to try to prove what actually happened." fellow-inhabita- great-grandfath- 1 e lie looked dubious. It's a chance, but not a very good one," he said. Well " lie led the way Into the billiard room and began to rap at Dy Mary Roberts Rinehart and Avery Hopwood WNU Service The Bat, copyright. 1920, by Mary Roberts Rinehart and Avery Ilupwooi Why dont you tell the detective what you think?" said Pule at her wits end. That Courtleigh Fleming took the money and that It Is still here? Her lovers face grew somber He'd take me Into custody at once and Id have no chance to search. lie was searching now his eyes walls roved about the living-roocelling hopefully desperately looking for a clew the tiniest clew to support his theory. Why are you so sure It Is here? queried Pule. You must reBrooks explained. member Fleming was no ordinary defaulter and he had no Intention of being exiled to a foreign country. He wanted to come hack here and take his place In the community while I was In the pen." But even then " He Interrupted her. Listen, dear He crossed to the billiard room dtsir. dosed It firmly, returned. The architect that built this house was an old friend of mine, he said In hushed accents. We were together In France and you know the way fellows get to talking when theyre far away und cut off " He paused, seeing the cruel gleam of a star-shetwo figures huddled In a trench, whiling away the terrible hours of waiting by muttered talk. Just an hour or two before a shell got this friend of mine, he resumed, he told me he lmd built a hidden room In this house. "Where?" gasped Pale. I dont Brooks shook his head. know. We never got to finish that But I remember what conversation. he said, lie said, You watch old Fleming. If. I get mine over here It won't break his heart. He didn't want any living being to know about that ll room. Now Pale was as excited ns he. Then you think the money is In this hidden room?" I "I do, said Brooks decidedly. dont think Fleming took It away with him. lie was too shrewd for that. No, he meant to come back all right, the minute lie got the word the hank And hed fixed had been looted. things so Id he railroaded to prison you wouldnt understand, but It was pretty neat. And then the fool nephew rents this house the minute lie's dead, and whoever knows bout the tnoney Jack ! Why Isnt It the nephew who Is trying to break In?" He wouldnt have to break In. He could make an excuse and come In any time." He clenched Ids hands despairingly. If I could only get hold of a blueprint of this placel" he muttered. Dales face fell. It was sickening to be so close to the secret and yet not find It Oh, Jack, Im so confused and worried!" she confessed, with a little sob. Brooks put Ids hands on her shoulders, In an effort to cheer her spirits. Now, listen, dear," he said firmly, this Isn't as hard as It sounds. Ive got a clear night to work in and as true as I'm standing here, that moneys In this house. Listen, honey Its like this." He pantomimed the old nursery rhyme of the house that Heres the house that Jack built. Courtleigh Fleming built here, somewhere,- Is the hidden room In the house that Courtleigh Fleming built and here somewhere pray heaven Is the money In the hidden room In the house that Courtleigh Fleming built When youre low In your mind, just say that overt" She managed a faint smile. Ive forgotten It already," she said, droop, ing. He still strove for un offhand gaiety did not feel. Why, look here ! and she followed the play of Ids hands obediently, like a tired child, Its a sort of game, dearest. 'Money, money whos got the money? You know!" For the dozenth time he stared at the unrevealing walls of the room. "For that matter," he added, the hidden room may be behind these very walls." lie looked about for a tool a poker anything that would sound the walls and test them for hollow spaces. Ah he had It that driver In the bag of golf clubs over In the corner. He got the driver and stood wondering where he had best begin. That blank wall above the fireplace looked as promising as any. He tapped It gently with the golf club afraid to make too much noise and yet anxious to test the wall as thoroughly as possible. A dull, heavy reverberation answered his stroke nothing hollow there, apparently. As he tried another spot, again thunder heat the long roll on Its Iron drum outside, In the night The lights blinked wavered recovered. "The lights are going out again," said Pale dully, her excitement sunk Into a stupefied calm. Let them got The less light the better for me. The only thing to do is to go over this house room by room. He pointed to the billiard room door. Whats In there?" The billiard room." She was thinkJack! IVrlmps Courting hard. leigh Flemings nephew would know where the blue print are I1 random upon Its walls while Dale listened Intently for any echo that might betray the presence of a hidden chamber or sliding panel. Thus It happened that Lizzie received the first real thrill of what was to prove to her and to others a sensational and hideous night.- - For, coining Into the living room to lay a cloth for Mr. Andersons night supper, not only did the lights blink threateningly and the thunder roll, hut a series of spirit raps was certainly to he heard coming from the' region of the billiard room. "Oh, my God!" she wailed, end the next instant the lights went out, leaving her In Inky darkness. With a loud shriek she bolted out of the room. Thunder of lightning dashing rain on the streaming glass of the windows the storm hallooing Its hounds. Pale huddled close to her lover as they groped their way back to the living room, cautiously, doing their best to keep from stumbling against some heavy piece of furniture whose fail would arouse the house. "Theres a candle on the table, Jack, if I can find the table." Her outstretched hands touched a familiar Here It Is." She fumbled object. for a moment. Have you any matches?" Yes." He struck one another lit the candle set It down on the table. In the weak glow of the little taper, whose tiny flame Illuminated but a portion of the living room, his face looked tense and strained. Its pretty near hopeless, he said, "If all the walls are paneled like that." As If In mockery of Ills words and his quest, a muffled knocking that sqenuirt to come from the celling of the very room he stood In answered his despair. Whats that?" asked Dale. The knocking was They listened. knock knock knock repented knock. Some one else Is. looking for the hidden room!" muttered Brooks, gazing up nt the celling Intently, as if he could tear from It the secret of this new mystery by sheer strength of will.' ItS- npstalrs! Pale took a step toward the alcove stairs. Brooks halted her. . Whos In this house besides our. selves? lie queried. Only the detective Aunt Cornelia Lizzie and Billy." - ... Billys the Jap? Yes." Brooks paused an Instant. "Poes he belong to your aunt?" No. lie was Courtleigh Flemings s butler. knock knock knock the Knock dull, methodical rapping on the ceiling of the living room began again. Courtleigh Fleming's butler, eh?" muttered Brooks. He put down his candle and stole noiselessly Into the alcove. It may be the Jap I he whispered. knock knock Knock knock ! This time the mysterious rnpplng seemed to come from the upper hall. If It Is the Jap, Ill get him! Brooks voice was tense wdth resolution. He hesitated made for the hall door tiptoed out Into the darkness around the main staircase, leaving Dale alone In the living room, beset by shadowy terrors. Utter silence succeeded his noiseless departure. Even the storm lulled for a moment. Dale stood thinking wondering searching desperately for some way to help her lover. At last a resolution formed In her mind. She went to the city telephone. Hello, she said In a low voice, glancing over her shoulder now and then to make sure she was not over1 heard, please yes, that's right Hello Is that the Country 12 club? Yes, Is Hr. Richard Fleming there? hold tha wire." Ill Had She looked about nervously. aomethlng moved In that corner of blackness where her candle did not pitree? No I How glUy of her I She on the telephone. . Buzz-buz- z picked up the receiver again. Hello Is this Mr. Fleming? This Is Miss Ogden Dale Ogden. I know it must seem odd my calllDg you this late, but I wonder If you could 'come over here for a few minutes. Yes Her voice grew stronger. tonight. I wouldnt trouble you but it's awfully important Hold the wire a moment." She put down the phone and made another swift survey of the room, listened furtively at the door all clear! She returned to the phone. Hello Mr. Fleming I'll wait outside the house on the drive. It Its a confidential matter. Thank you so much." She hung up the phone, relieved not an Instant too soon, for, as she crossed toward the fireplace to add a a new log to the dying glow of the fire, the hall door opened and Anderson, the detective, came softly In with an uulighted candle in his hand. Spooky sort of place In the dark. Isnt It? he said casually. Yes rather. If he would only go away before Brooks came back or Yes. Richard Fleming arrived I But he seemed in a distressingly chatty frame of mind. Left me upstairs without a match," continued Anderson. I found my way down by walking part of the way and falling the rest. Dont suppose Ill ever find the room I left my toothbrush In!" Hp laughed, lighted the candle in his hand from the candle on the table. Youre not going to stay up all night, are you?" said Dale, nervously, hoping he would take the hint But he seemed entirely oblivious of such minor considerations as sleep. He took out a cigar. Oh, I may doze a bit" he said. He eyed her with a certain approval. She was a darned pretty girl and- - she I suppose you looked Intelligent. have a theory of your own about these Intrusions youve been having here? Or apparently having." I knew nothing about them until tonight." "Still," he persisted conversationalBut ly, you know about them now. when she remained silent, Is Miss Van Gorder usually of a nervous she sees Imagine temperament? things, and all that? "I dont think so. Dales voice Where was Brooks? was strained. What had happened to him? Anderson puffed on his cigar, pondering. "Know the Flemings?" he asked. Tve met Mr. Richard Fleming once or twice. Something In her tone caused him to glance at her. Nice fellow? I dont know hint at all well. Know the cashier of the Union bank?" he shot at her suddenly. 1 Worsted by Girls Clever Scheme Pittsburghs young women liav.e various ways of dealing with mashers," "asphalt arabs," or whatever the species may be called. They are' not lacking In the art of refusing unsolicited Ice cream sodas or buggy rides. But this little tale Is handed on for what It may be worth In an emergency. The two girls had been visiting In a rather lonely neighborhood and were walking to their homes. The street was deserted except for two men behind them. After a 'time of doubts and apprehensive shivers, the young women realized that they were being followed. They hastened their steps, but to no avaiL Gradually the pursuers gained, and at last were almost within speaking distance. The young women were at a loss as to what to do. Suddenly Inside or Out ? I would be glad," said the clergyman, after he had given out the text for his sermon, If the young man who Is standing outside the door would come In and make absolutely certain . whether she Is here tonight or not. That would be a great deal better than opening the door half an Inch or so and thereby exposing the necks rf the people In the back row to a current of cold air." d, The city telephone rang again. Tha detective pounced upon It. Hello yes yes this Is Anderson He paused, while the go ahead. tiny voice In the receiver buzzed for some seconds. Then he Interrupted that he Mashers "No!" She strove desperately te make the denial convincing but the could not hide the little tremor In her voice. The detective mused. Fellow of good family, I under-sfanhe said, eyeing her. Very popular. That's whats behind most of these bank embezzlements men getting Into society and spending more than they make." Dale hailed the tinkle of the city telephone with an Inward sigh of relief. The detective moved to answer the house phone on the wall by the alcove mistaking the direction of the ring. . Dale corrected him quickly. No, the other one thats the house phone." Anderson looked the appaiatus over. No connection with the outside, eh? No," said Dale, absent-mindedlJust from room to room In the house." He accepted her explanation and answered the other telephone. Hello hello what the " ne moved the receiver hook up and down, without result, and gave It up. This line sounds dead, he said. It was all right a few minutes ago," said Dale, without thinking. You were using It a few minutes ago?" She hesitated what use to deny what she had already admitted, for all practical purposes. one raised her hands toward the other and began making strange gestures. The other one did the same. At this unusual procedure the men stopped In their tracks and stared. Then they turned and retraced their steps. Neither, apparently, knew the sign language of the deaf. Neither did the young women, who continued in giggling triumph to their homes. Pittsburgh Post Sad Indication Some one had told the woman that he was a backward boy. But us she watched him playing in the sunny nursery and listened to him chatting he seemed to her quite normal the usual child of four and one-hal- f years. It was only later when she accompanied him across the hall Into his mothers room that he made a queer remark. His mothers room was a spacious one done In old blue, and as they entered It, his tall, bronze-hairemother was standing before a mirror trying on a chiffon negligee In d old gold. The baby boy looked at the lovely vision In the mirror. Oh, he sighed. "Two mothers. dear, One's enough." New York Sun. full-lengt- h There ought to he two worlds, one for the dissatisfied Youre sure of that, are you? I see. All right By." He hung up the receiver and turned swiftly on Dale. That was headquarters, Miss Ogden. They have found some letters In Bailey's room which seem to indicate that you were not telling the entire truth Just now." He paused, waiting for her answer. What letters? she said wearily. From you to Jack Bailey showing that you had recently became engaged to him." Dale decided to make a clean breast of It or as clean a one as she dared. Very well," she said in an uneven voice, thats true. Why didnt you say so before?" There was menace beneath his suavity. He came closer to Dale, fixing her with his eyes. Do you know where Bailey Is now? lie spoke slowly and menacingly. She did not flinch. No. The detective paused. Miss Ogden," he said, still with that hidden threat In hls voice, In the last minnte or so the Union bank case and certain things In this house have begun to tie up pretty close together. Bailey disappeared this morning. Have you heard from him since? ner eyes met his without weakening her voice was cool and composed. No." The detective did not comment on her answer she could not tell from hls face whether he thought she had told the truth or lied. He turned away from her brusquely. Ill ask you to bring Miss Van Gorder here, he said In hls professional voice. This case Is taking on a new phase." You dont think I know anything about that money?" she said, a little wildly, hoping that a display of sham anger might throw him off the trail he seemed to be following. He seemed to accept her words, cynically, at their face value. No," he said, but you know somebody who does. Dale hesitated sought for a biting retort found none. It did not matter any respite, no matter how momentary, from . these probing questions, would be a relief. She silently took one of the lighted candles and left the living room to search for her aunt Left alone, the detective reflected for a moment, then picking up the one lighted candle that remained, commenced a systematic examination of the living room. Hls methods were thorough, but If, when he came to the end of his quest, he had made any new discoveries, the reticent composure of hls face did not betray tHe fact. When he had finished he turned patiently toward the billiard room the little flame of hls candle wai swallowed up in Its dark recesses b closed the door of th living room behind him. The storm was dying away, now, but a few flashes of lightning still flickered, lighting up the darkness of the deserted living room now und then with a harsh, brief glare. flash a shadow cast A lightning ubruptly on the shade of one of tht French windows, to disappear as ah ruptly as the flash was blotted out the shadow of a man a prowler-feel- ing hls way through the lightning slashed darkness to the terrace do Brooks? The Bat The detective? The lightning flash was too brief fol any observer to have recognized the stealing shape If any observer ha been there. But the lack of an observer was Just as the promptly remedied. reached the terrace shape shadowy closed door and Its shadow-finger- s over the knob, Lizzie entered the deserted living rcora on stumbling feet She was carrying a tray of dishes and food a roll a butter pat and she walked slowly, with terror only one leap behind her, and blank darkles ahead. - (TO BE CONTINUEO.) Checks Frequency of Sending Sets Bureau of Standards With Radio Broad-- : casting Stations. Co-Operat- es Checking the frequency of transmitting sets Is one way la which the bureau of standards with radio broadcasting stations. Since the strict ruling of the federal radio commission that assigned frequencies be adhered to within 0.5 kilocycle, many devices used by stations to observe the ruling have been calibrated by the government standards experts. A broadcasting station must expend considerable money and time in order to maintain its assigned frequency," says L. J. Briggs, of the bu- reau of standards, In a recent communication. "A suitable device which will Indicate the frequency at which the broadcasting station transmits cannot be made up from odds and ends secured at random. This fact Is not appreciated by all broadcasting station operators, as Is evidenced by some of the devices sent to the bureau for calibration. The bureau has refused to calibrate any apparatus which was of poor construction or that seemed to be unreliable as a frequency standard. Piezo oscillators and frequency meters (wave meters) are- included in devices generally employed by broadcasting stations for checking transmitting frequency. The piezo oscillator Is the most accurate checker now in use, says Briggs. Frequency meters as usually constructed will not register a frequency change as small as 0.5 kilocycle and so are not suited for complying with the law. Frequency meters, unless specially designed, have been found by the bureau of standards to change their calibration without frequent recalibration. During the last four months 4(5 broadcasting statnons have requested calibration of piezo oscillators at the other applicants bureau. Twenty-on- e have sought calibration of frequency meters. - Scientific Explanation of Radio Communication Radio communication, formerly called wireless, is carried on either by the dots and dashes of the telegraph But code or by the spoken voice. whether It is radio telegraphy or radio telephony. It Is based on a cause and an effect separated by a greater or lesser distance. The cause Is the transmitter, setting or waves up certain disturbances which travel away from the transmitcircles ter and In through space. At a distant point these waves create the desired effect through the agency of a radio receiving set Ultimately, the circle of waves becomes so great the waves are spent and are no longer capable of Influencing the average radio receiving set. In that event the receiver Is said to be out of range of the transmitter, or the transmitter is beyond reach of the receiver. In radio broadcasting the cause Is the broadcasting station, of which there are almost 600 today. Virtually every section of the country now Is served with crop reports, market fig- ures, weather forecasts, educational talks, news of the day, music, and sporting events. With a radio receiving set the waves are Intercepted and converted into audible sounds in the form of speech or music. When the waves are powerful, due to the high power or to the proximity of the transmitter, we have strong signals. When the waves lack power, we have weak signals.' The more sensitive the receiving set, the greater its capability of coping with weak signals. And so for rural sections, remotely situated with regard to broadcasting stations, the more elaborate and sensitive receiving sets should be employed for reliable broadcast service. ever-wideni- ever-widenin- g Electrolyte to Be Had at Service Stations Battery acid, generally known as electrolyte, may be purchased at battery service stations. If the solution in the battery fails to show proper specific gravity readings after the unit has been on charge for a reasonable period, empty out the contents and flush with distilled water. Then add the prepared electrolyte and charge the battery slowly until the hydrometer shows correct reading. It Is also well to take a voltmeter reading. A single shielding box for the audio amplifier, whether of one stage or two, Is sufficient. In however. It is customary to shield each stage Individually Sets row are being offered with serial condensers which permit adjusting a receiver to any length aerial that happens to be wired to it In other words, Area if the new receiver requires a diilVv! length of aerial than the one usol with the formet i. t. It Is not necessary o change tha aerial. The adjustment ia n the set Itself. radio-frequenc- y - i iii n, |