12
Mad Kogers come abroad' lie
wondered. And the pilot of
the mystery plane? He specu
lated on the possibility of there
being a dark horse in this race
1—some sportsman, as Lincoln
had suggested, who, seeing his
plight, had given him a chance
and then rushed on ahead. It
was, he acknowledged, a thing
which he might do himself.
He shook his head, baffled,
and then jerked up with quick
surprise- A lone taxicab had
just dashed up to the pier,
and from it there emerged a
dishevelled, rather heavy indi
vidual whose clothing and gen
eral appearance gave every in
dication of a long and arduous
journey. After a quick, fear
ful glance, around, lie tore
wildly for the ship’s gang
plank just as the dock hands
laid hold of 1t.
“Rogers!” gasped .Timmy
aloud, and found himself
laughing.
The laugh turned into a
grim smile as Rogers puffed
Wearily up the gangplank and
kt was thrown free of the ship
Vith a resounding crash. He
felt suddenly all the coolness
and superiority of his hath
tend shave. Turning, he bur
tied from the promenade to the
deck below.
| Rogers looked extremely in
need of grooming and consid
erably out of countenance.
He turned, his face red from
exhaustion, blinking at the
lights—and halted before his
rival with a choking gasp of
surprise.
Jimmy flicked an ash from
nis cigaret. He smiled again,
and then, quite languidly, mur
irnirpd •
“My dear Rogers! What de
tained you?-”
; The Andrienne was pushing
but into the stream that led to
the straits. Jimmy was faint
ly aware of the clanging of
bells from the bridge as they
echoed in the engine room.
But his smile was freezing be
fore the look of intense, un
utterable hatred deep in Rog
er's dark eyes.
"So . . •?” Jimmy mur
mured. “You really didn’t ex
pect me. It’s the very devil
to disappoint you, my friend.
For a moment, his rival
seemed unable to speak: it was
as though his very wrath and
stupefaction strangled the
words in his throat.
“You’re a man of parts, my
dear Brandon, ’ he murmured
at last surrendering his bag
to a man who eame up. “Sup
pose, however, we reserve com
ments until this little .iaunt is
over. T should hate to have to
have to repeat your own qnes
tion in New York. There are
lots of chances between here
and there of being—detained.
“It will he painful for me,”
grinned Jimmy, an iev light in
his grey eyes, “to have to de
prive you of the pleasure. He
took a step closer to his enemy.
1 Rogers, we’re getting into a
territory where the man counts
•much more than his pocket
book. T almost lost this first
jnmn—T don’t know hut what
you’re well aware of it!—hut
on the vest of ’em, T have a few
friends—friends who d get
Blighty soro* at anybody s
crooked work.”
| “Is that a-”
“Threat?” No, but it’s dis
tinctly a warning- Run on, old
thing.” Jimmy had recovered
his grin: “You haven’t had
time for a shave and you need
one. In fact,” he added grim
ly, “you look disreputable
enough to put moth balls into
the gas tank of an airplane!
Rogers stared for a long mo
ment, his eyes wild. rl hen with
a quick shrug, he recovered
his reserve. Without another
word, he turned on Jus heel
and stalked off down the pas
(Vhy Do We Get So
Tired in a Museum?
Prom the Pathfinder.
Something privately known, felt
and suffered from for a long time
has just come to public attention—
1. e., the fact that a person visiting
grest museums and picture galleries
usually almost drops from fatigue.
The same time spent walking rap
id!;' jn a rural road or on city pave
ments would not tire one tenth as
much.
Latle was said about this mysteri
atis fatigue, probably because most |
sagewav toward tne otrice oi
the purser. Jimmy watched
him go; and then, returning
to the rail of the promenade,
watched the waters, inky black
and smooth, pushing away from
the side of the Adrienne as the
ship made its way out toward
the sea.
CHAPTER X
A sort of quiet had settled
over the vessel as she pulsed
smoothly along, feeling her
way out. The engines were
turning smoothly; most of the
passengers had sought out
their berths at onee. Rack of
the stern, yellow lights blinked
good bye from the piers, and
behind them, the city slept.
Jimmy stood motionless.
The real adventures, he knew,
lay ahead. Here was where
money no longer counted as
it had in the States, but where
bribery, on the other hand,
flourished. He and Rogers
were still on an even basis. He
knew he would have to use
every bit of his knowledge and
every grain of influence for
that part of the journey which
was just ahead- His years of
adventuring, of wanderings as
a free-lance correspondent, of
making friends in odd corners
.—these would help now, and
they were all he had.
lie decided to try the bridge
of the Adrienne first, to dis
cover the present master of
the ship.
Just as lie reached it, walk
ing forward of the compan
ionwav by which he had as
cended, the pilot turned a
frosty eye.
uon t you tuiuw, luwici,
that passengers aren t allowed
on-”
He stopped short as Jimmy’s
face fell into the light
from the ehart house and a
hollow of welcome came from
within.
“Jimmy—Brandon! By eve
rv horned toad in Davy s loc
ker ! Come here, you young
tramp!’
With the latter epithet, Jim
mv hounded forward. He knew
it for the private and personal
property of Captain Olson, and
lie remembered, too, that Olson
had been commander of the
Adrienne on earlier passages.
In the next instant, he was
having his hand wrung by a
powerful hairy paw, and for
a moment, the air was redo
lent with names and “remem
bers?” to do with half a dozen
ports where they had met.
“Young tramp!” Olson re
peated. only the faintest trace
of a Danish slur in his clipped
voice. “Why didn’t you tell
me you were to make this
ship?”
“I didn t know whet nor you
were still master, and also—T
left in considerable burry,”
Jimmy explained.
“I've been reading about
your intentions,” the captain
offered. “You’re forgiven—
it was sudden. Let me bear
the story.”
Briefly, the one time corres
pondent related the details of
bis flight across the continent,
mentioning none of bis suspic
ions as to the origin of the
moth balls in bis gasoline. He
told, however, of bis bet with
Ungers and of the mystery
flyer who bad rescued him
from disaster.
“I’ve got a strong idea lie’s
on this ship. Skipper,” be
declared. “If it was Billy
Crane, lie’s probably going
back* But anv one else . .”
Olson shook liis hairy mop
of vellow hair in perplexity.
“Nobody T ean place.” be
confessed. “It might be, as
you saw some sportsman who
entered the raee as a dark
horse. That sounds nice,
anyway. But tomorrow you
ean go over the passenger list
and see who looks suspicious.
of us felt that it was peculiar to
ourselves, and were even a little j
ashamed of it. But it has been rec- !
ognized as quite common by no less
an authority than the American
Medical association. As discussed in
the Journal of the association the
fatigue is admittedly mysterious,
though the symptoms are well de
fined. The eyes, brains, spinal chord
and even the stomach are Involved.
The visitor gets "ail in" while gaz
ing at tlie tilings calculated to give
pleasure—and which do give pleas
ure. Those who get no pleasure out
of the display of paintings, statu
ary, armor and ancient articles of
I’ll introduce you to the pur
ser.”
For a moment they talked
of the changes that had taken
place in the Orient since Jim
my Brandon had last seen it.
“Japan,” mutt *ed the skip
per, shaking hi. head. “A
lovely little island, son, and—
game.” He looked up. “You
stand pretty well in that is
land, too, eh? I been hearing
the government presented you
with a decoration for your
services in the earthquake.”
Jimmy nodded. “They hand
ed it to me after I’d left.
Got it in Washington. Ap
preciative lot.” He looked
away
Olson studied his averted
profile, his shrewd blue eyes
narrowed. “Stand in pretty
well,” he mused. “Yes—and
standing in good on that is
land is worth more than all
of your friend Rogers’s mon
ey 1”
Jimmy looked up swiftly.”
“Wlmt do you mean?” Sud
denly his eyes lighted with
a smile. “Say Skipper, are
you thinking of what has just
occurred to me.”
“I think so,” grinned Ol
son. “You land at Yokohama,
heh? And from there, you’ll
go across to Shimonoseki, on
the other side. Then you’ll
take a boat to Fusan, Korea,
and connect there with a train
that meets the Trans-Siberian
at Harbin. Is that it?”
“That’s as nearly as I’ve
mapped my plans.”
“And you’re thinking now
of getting a plane from the
government to cross Japan,
eh?”
“Exactly! It’s your idea,
Skipper; I’d hardly thought
of the rest of the trip, be
yond a general idea. It was
hard enough getting here. But
if Japan will give me a plane
and a pilot to cross the island,
I’ll have the jump on Rogers.”
“Possibly,” Olson debated.
“I doubt if there’s a train
out of Harbin before the one
you planned on, anyway. But
you’ll be away ahead for that
distance, and the big thing is
—it’ll hit his nerve. It’s good
to give your enemies an idea
of how much power you have,
Jimmy—always, even if you
gain nothing tangible by it ”
“You sound like a prof,”
Jimmy smiled. “I'll radio
aehead and see how they feel.
I’m almost certain they won’t
refuse me. What time do we
make Yokohama?”
“You’re in a hurry, aren’t
you?” mused Olson. “Well, I 11
see if we can lop off a few
hours from the regular run.
The engines ’ll stand it, and I
don’t think the company’s li
able to kick. Of course.” he
friend, too—but you IISHRDIj
smiled, “It will help vour
friend, too—but you’ll win, and
whatever time you make will
be all any one will ever re
member.”
Jimmy expressed his tnaiiKs,
and then, according a custom
the yhad established on their
second voyage together, four
and a half years before, he
repaired with the master of
flip Adrienne to the latter s
cabin for a nightcap of Jamai
ca rum toddy.
In the morning they went
over the list of passengers
with the purser. The result,
however, was disappointing
There was no one on the ship
Who could ho suspected of be
ing the unknown flyer; only
three late reservations had been
that of Rogers, and of these,
made besides Jimmy’s and
two were women. The third
was a Chicago business man
whom the purser crossed off
as being known to him and
quite removed from suspicion.
Most of the names of' the
other passengers were known
to the purser, and most of
them were business men or
residents of Seattle or other
cities on the eoast. Jimmy
drew a line through the names
of two newspapermen, three
congressmen on their wav to
investigate that vague thing
called “conditions.” and a
number of families. M hen
Captain Olson appeared the
great value and interest leave the
museum before they get tired.
The mysterious fatigue has been
recognized and analyzed, but not
solved. Some of the more progres
sive museums have made new dis
positions of their exhibits in an at
tempt to spare the visitor; still oth
ers have increased the number of
chairs and benches available.
It is very strange that looking at
beautiful pictures should make us
tired, but it is the case, and the
best thing is to recognize the weak
ness and make allowance for It.
The visitor to a picture gallery
should take his own time, and when
he feels like resting he should ^sit t
cnecK-off was complete.
“The women are out,” he
decided, “and this fellow from
t'hieago—well, he _ couldn’t
hardly have been in Pennsyl
vania, but I’ll ask him- IIi>
request for reservations, Mr
Lardner tells me, came fron
Illinois.”
Jimmy nodded thoughtfully
his eyes still on the whit
sheets.
“Which seems to indicate,’
he decided, “that my fain
godfather has left me flat t<
pursue my journey unaided
Or rather,” he added, “ii
practically clinches the fact
that it was Ilardmuth. l’n
ging to find out.”
Ilardmuth, he discovered, oc
copied half of a suite in the
forward position of the ship
in company with the second
newspaper man, whom Jimnn
knew slightly. They were both
evidently, hound for Chi
na via Japan, and thong]
rivals, members of eompetitot
syndicate, they naturally
dropped their rivalry when no
in action.
Before noon, Jimmy had
found :them on deck. Hard
muth denied any knowledge ol
the rescue at once, and his
companion—Vail— announced
that he had come direct tc
Seattle from Hollywood ir
response to a telegraph ordei
from his office. Jimmy swung
back upon the man he knev
host.
“It was you, Ilardmuth—it
must have been!” he exclaimed
and tried to plumb the
perennially laughing light ii;
the depths of his one time ri
val’s brown eyes. “Come on—
’fess up. This thing is getting
me dotty.”
IFardinuth, a younger man
thin Jimmy but trained in the
same school, and possessed oi
a delightful sense of humoi
which never failed him, shook
his head again.
“It was’nt, I tell you, -Tim,’1
he repeated- “But. here’s a
suggestion. If you don’t be
lieve me when I’m sober, why
not take me down to the bar
and see if you can loosen my
tongue with a drink.”
“I’ve seen you drink,” re
torted Jimmy disgustedly.
“You shut up like a clam. 1
want the truth out of you, you
young cub, or I’ll have to go
into China and scoop you.”
“I’d love it,” grinned the
correspondent. “Fact is, Jim
my, I wish you meant it, be
cause I happen to have the
inside track on this China
thing, and I’m going to scoop
everyone. That’s a warning
for you, Vail.”
Jimmy bit his lip. Under
neath Hardmuth’s levity, he
suspected the truth lay hid
den. It would be like the man
—entirely like him, he knew
Hardmuth, like Billy f rane.
would do the thing but never
admit it. Only his reasons f«*r
not, admitting it would he
other than Crane’s. ITe would
enjoy immensely his former
rival’s perplexity.
“You’re sure you didn’t
enme across the country in
a plane?” Jimmy demanded
“Hold on—I didn’t say
that!” Hardmuth put in. “1
did come across in a plane—
this was a rush assignment
But, Jimmy on the level, it
7VI seen you down there. 7Y
have tossed you a merry
good Jive, though 7’ve made a
bet on yrou since. You’ve
beat me to seoops so often
when 7 was a youngster al
the game, that if 7 ever got
ahead of you on anything, I’d
chuckle to mvself for a year'
“And now,” he added, moi
sterling his lips meaningly
“you’ve made me talk Rf
much T’m thirsty again. 71
you won’t buy a drink, you’re
a piker.”
Jimmv nodded dubious and
shrugged. There remained
nothing for it hut to suspect
77ardninth of having helped
him and of choosing to re
main incognito out of his
curious sense of humor. Hr
bought the drinks. _
(TO BE CONTINUED)
down and rest. Instead of tryin? ■
to see how much he can “do" in a
given time, he should rather ad
mit his limitations and content
h mielf with seeing a part, or tak
ing more time to see it all.
WAS HIS TIME
Marlon, Ind.—Apoplexy was given
as the cause of H. C. Clayton’s
death, but perhaps the poem he was
reading to a friend had something
to do with It. He was reading, “Forty
Years Ago,’’ and when he reached
the word “go,’’ in the line, “And
when our time shall come, Tom,
we are called to go," he dropped
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Half the Battle
"I see Mudge Is going in for avia
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