By LINTON WELLS and NEL3 LEROY JORGENSEN
Since taking liigj on at sea
rarly the previous wonting, the
*Tokitsu Maru lia»l neatly navi
paled the Straits of 'lVugaru,
separating the islands of Ilon
<lo and Hokkaido, and was now
■wallowing its way across the
«Sra of Japan to Vladivostok.
Jt had been, in spile of the
■excitement attendant upon the
approach of a storm which it
♦eemed impossible that the lit
tle boat could ride out, a tedi
ous day. In Jimmy's mind was
the memory of the Adrienne s
*prod run across the Pacific
and his flight across the Amer
ican continent nine days be
fore. These reflections eon
Irastrd agonizingly with the
annoying 12 knots that were
somehow got, out of the leaky
boilers of the little Japanese
chip.
He was the only foreigner on
tmnrd, too, and there was no
one to whom he eould talk. ITe
wearied early of the pastime
of improving the captain s
.atrocious English and was de
voting himself now to planning
ohend and checking up on all
that had passed.
Hardmuth he had not seen
fjefore leaving. Thanking him
could he left until later, when,
it was possible, Hardmuth
rnight acknowledge the whole
affair. At any rate, lie had
fjeen a good friend. But Rog
ers—! Jimmy’s fists clenched
overy time he thought of the
«mn-m He had been loath to sus
fiowi him; now he was certain
that his rival was his enemy
«nd that on him the responsi
tulily for every obstacle in his
y>afli could he placed.
Olson had been w> ,er than
lie in his trust of men. He
doubted no longer that lliere
find been a real attempt to
drug him in his cabin the night
lief ore. And the radio mes
sage—d
This reflection, as his mind
turned to it, while the bar
ometer fell rapidly and the rlo
fiilsu Maru neared the protec
tion of the peninsula, drove all
«>)hv from his thoughts. Rogers
fcnow of the message from To
J<io. The plane was waiting
for 1dm at, Yokohama. If Rc.g
«*rs bail doped him—as the man
rm doubt, believed he had—he
*5till l ad a move.
' What, was to prevent his ri
cal from posing as Jimmy
itranlon and accepting the
Japanese plane waiting at Yo
kohama—u n 1 e s s the pilot
*Whl happen to he an ae
«pmn tanee, which was unlike
ly t There was nothing l No
yrny of preventing it.
?V was an ironic thought;
JTimn v growled deep in his
throat, and then laughed at
liim-elf as a spurt of spray
libve over the side of the ship
sind covered his oilskins.
"Whatever Roger's plan had
keen, it could not he prevented
Bioiv. By the time he got to
’Vladivostok, his rival could he
in Shimonoseki. It would
mean, at worst, that each of
them would arrive at Harbin
jRhrad of time and have to wait
.for the same train.
His train for Harbin, he dis
covered, departed at 1 o’clock
in the morning. If the present
•fwhe.dnlc were adhered to and
lie met with no adversity in be
rtween, lie would arrive there
-*vdh several hours to spare. Re
calling an acquaintance there
-'*i,'}i this fact, he made a men
ifjd note to wire Saunders, one
c*T the English residents of the
jplmc, that he was coming.
The Tokitsu Maru was wal
’low'ng heavily now, making
«n*;vot headway heforp a storm
fiiad at last come down
from every side. Jimmy had to
relinquish his post forward and
retire to the comfort of his cab
in before the mightv buffet
ing* Ihat set in. The seas
jprashed the decks from how to
15 , • 1
stern; the propeller quivered
with its every revolution.
Jimmy lighted a cigarette
with difficulty; and then, sud
denly, as though the rain had
changed to oil and smoothed
tin* troubled waters, the storm
had been passed and llie ship
sailed into the protection of
the peninsula. V'ith a breath
of relief, he went on deck
again.
It was 10 o’clock when the
Japanese boat dropped anchor
in the murky waters of the
harbor. Jimmy shook hands
with the captain before leav
ing, correcting his last two
English words into a more or
less comprehensible “Good
luck!" and then, with a flip
pant wave of his hand toward
Russian Island, disembarked
and set out for the customs jet
ty. The trip across from Min
ato had cost him 1,250 good
American dollars; but to his
mind, the advantage gained
more than compensated for the
expenditure. Unless Rogers
had discovered his plans in
some way, the surprise to him
would he worth it.
Soviet officialdom at Vladi
vostok, even at that hour,
greeted him courteously. Jim
my’s wide acquaintance, his
popularity in odd corners of
the world was beginning to
make itself felt. One of his
first acts, when he had been
planning his routes, had been
to communicate with the 1 n
ion of Soviet Socialist Repub
lies and Jus newspaper menus
in Moscow, requesting flint
passport visas for him he for
warded to Tokio. The fact
that there was no soviet repre
sentative in the 1 nited States
made this neeesary.
His radiogram, to have the
same visas forwarded to Vladi
vostok, when lie had changed
his plans, had been received
and acted upon, he found.
They were waiting for him on
arrival, and lie found himself
possessed of what the officials
termed “every consideration.”
Two hours later, Jimmy had
been safely and expeditiously
passed into Siberia, had par
taken of vodka and tea with
the customs officer, and was
comfortably sandwiched be
tween clean white sheets in his
berth in the wagon-lit, pre
pared, if necessary, to sleep
until its arrival at Harbin,
Manchuria, 40 hours later. At
that point, direct communica
tions with Moscow could be
made.
lie was well on his way and
still ahead of schedule, but
with the most difficult part of
his journey yet to come.
CHAPTER XI11
At the Harbin station, Jim
my Brandon was one of two
white men to alight from the
train from Vladivostok. The
second was patently a com
mercial traveller from the
States who just as patently de
tested being in this particular
place. Jimmy had avoided him
on the train deliberately, for
fear of having to listen to rem
iniscences of “Dear old Broad
way—if I ever get back there
again . . .
lie had heard them fre
quently in the past, in many
places—some of which he him
self thought infinitely prefer
able to Broadway; but he had
learned now to anticipate and
avoid them.
He looked eagerly for a sign
of Saunders, to whom he had
wired news of his arrival, fear
ful that his fellow countryman
might spot him and suggest
that they go to the hotel to
gether, as exiles should. But
Saunders was not in sight, un
less. . . .
But Jimmy remembered the
! Englishman as tall and broad
: shouldered, fair and light
.'SOUTH SEA GAMBLING
From London Daily Mail.
Gambling was unknown in the
TEkolh Seas before the advent of
“the white man. but nowadavs it has
ftakcn such hold of the natives that
•t>- governments of New Guinea
>*rM other idands have had to pass
((prr"-hibiTory laws.
A pack of cards is regarded bv
*€h«> nat'”»s ps a very va'unb’e pos
wpkt' on. T know a young native who,
»n>er months of gathering *he >.ctl
«3es wherewith to buy in marriage.
iBcr,'yrdirg to custom, a erirl he was
on. suddenly souandered the
Mat on .% nactr of cards. Tire articles
—which Included a quantity of na
tive ornaments and weapons, a fish
I ing canoe and a number of fine
floor mats—were worth at least 20
pounds.
The voung man regretted it la
ter and was glad, in due course, to
; sell the cards for approximately
what he gave for that*),
With thetr limited knor»?edge of
arithmetic, games like bridge, v/hlst
and poker are too complicated for
the natives. They play only very
; simple games, such as “banker.”
Usually they play for tobacco—a
.let black “trade” tobacco made up
in sticks of 24 to the pound.
Sometimes, however, when the
haired, with a liri.sk little
m o u s t a c ii e, a:ul the well
dressed young man advancing
toward him, however, pleasant
of appearance in lii.s dark,
rather careless way, could not
be he. The individual walked
directly up to him, however,
and smiled.
“You’re Brandon, aren’t
you? No need to say yes; the
other chap couldn’t be. My
name’s Welker—Tommy Saun
ders asked me to meet you.”
Jirnmv accepted his out
stretched hand gratefully. Hd
found the younger Englishman
a rather talkative sort for his
race, but it was good to listen
to him. It had been some time
since he’d he^rd good English.
“I’m taking you up to Tom
my’s house,” he explained.
“You’ve got several hours be
fore your Moscow’s train’s
due, and you might just as
well he comfortable. Supper,
and all that.”
“Excellent!” Jimmy agreed.
“Where is Saunders, though?”
“Oh, I forgot.” Welker
smiled blandly, “lie’s having
dinner with the railway chief.
Absolutely unbreakable en
gagement, you know—sort of
like a royal command when he
invites one to dine, y’know.
You’ll have to sit and listen
to me for a bit. He’s going to
try to get away before you
leave, if lie can.”
Jimmy nodded acceptance.
He had never been to Saun
der’s home before. He and the
Englishman had met first in
Peking, at a pistol tournament
which had ended in a poker
session; and later, several
times in other cities of the
East, since his business kept
Blunders travelling through
the Orient.
He found the latter’s perma
nent home charmingly com
fortable and admisably adapt
ed to a bachelor’s wants. For
a moment, as he came inside,
Jimmy almost envied the man.
He dropped with a sigh of re
lief into a deep club chair and
relaxed.
Welker chattered on. “Nice
place, this, for the part of the
earth it’s in. I stay with Tom
my when I’m here; I knew him
at school. I get around once
every so often. Doing engi
neering work occasionally for
the railroad. . ,
Jimmy nodded drowsily. A
little later, he bathed in the ut
most luxury, which he had not
been able to do since leaving
the Adrienne off Minato; and
then he ate with all the relish
of an epicure. He was enjoy
ing the hours of relaxation,
while Welker’s pleasant voice
chattered on, to the very ut
most. They came so seldom in
his life, and lie knew there
were to be few on this trip.
“I suppose you know of my
trip?’’ he asked Welker, after
a heavy dinner had driven the
other to what was, for him, al
most muteness.
“Oh, yes, read all about it.
Tommy and I are keen for it.
Your competitor, by the way,
got in before you did. He s at
the hotel.
“I was wondering,” Jimmy
nodded. “So he did!
“Did what?” Welker
blinked.
“Use my airplane to cross
Japan. There’s no doubt about
it, is there? The Fusan train
isn’t in yet?”
“It gets in just in time to
catch the one out for Mos
cow,” Welker informed him.
“Not due for an hour.”
Jimmy nodded. It meant
that lingers had taken oft in
a hurry from Yokohama in the
plane sent there from Tokio.
Jn OTnf'r wurus, iwm'a
still believe him to have been
left behind, drugged, in his
cabin on the Adrienne. Did
he expect him to cross Japan
hv train, he wondered?
There were so many possi
bilities, so many things to
think of. that Jimmy at last
put them all from his mind.
He had ahead of him a long
journey, and, for the moment,
there was certain peace. For
an hour, he allowed himself to
enjoy the inside of a home,
play runs high, strings of tiny cow
rie shells are wagered. These shells
are worth about 1 pound a hun
dred. and are a kind of ornament
and money combined. Actual money
Is seldom used, for natives have a
penchant to convert what cash they
get into goods immediately.
Young Lady (in shoe store)—I
want a pair of squeaky slippers,
size 10.”
Shoe Clerk — Squeaky slippers?
Who for?
Young Lady—For father, so my
George can tell when he’s coming
down tlia hall—Pathfinder.
with all its quiet and rest; and
then lie was off for the station.
There lie left Welker, who
was returning to his club.
The station lie found was
practically deserted, and there
was a lost, lonely atmosphere
about it which struck him forc
ibly in contrast with the home
lie had just left. Rogers, he
concluded, mus„ already be
aboard the Moscow train, lie
was nowhere iu sight on the
dimly lighted platform when
the Fusan train pulled to a
stop and discharged its passen
gers. He watched idly the
sleepy and disgruntled people
emerging from the long line of
coaches which stretched far
back into the dark at the end
of the platform.
Not a white face in the lot.
Chinese, Russians, Japanese—
even Koreans. It was a lonely
sight. For the briefest second,
Jimmy had thought of home—
wherever that might be, and
for the same second lie had a
keen desire to see a white face.
Cold and chilly, dark and
gloomy, the station was.
“And not a white face,” he
told himself again. “Lord, I’ve
half a mind to go up and chin
with Rogers. Why didn’t Wel
ker stay—or why can’t Tom
my Saunders make time for a
cheerio?”
It was the first time he ever
remembered experiencing lone
liness or the faintest touch of
homesickness. Yet it was
neither of these, he recognized.
There was no place to be home
sick for. but that matter.
Somehow, of late, there had
been born the desire to have
one hearth at which he might
warm himself—one person who
eared, even if it were only for
the most fleeting instant,
whether he was in Zanibar or
Sarawak.
The wanderer, in passi g,
had glimpsed a fireside. . . .
lie thought of Frances. If
he won, she was his. She had
said practically that. Yet the
thought of claiming her, even
now, lacked its wonted thrill.
Was that what he wanted, af
ter all?—home and peace?
There was always beauty—he
had found it everywhere—and
wealth he despised. Could
Frances give him the rest—
that mate-of-the'eagle love
which his wanderer’s soul was
beginning to crave, now at
last?
She could! Of course, she
could, he told himself hurried
ly and then cursed himself for
liis disloyalty. Here he was
chasing around the world, just
for her, risking life and fame
and fortune—and wondering,
on this poorly lighted- lonely
platform, if he eared enough to
do it.
Not a white face. . . . Pre
occupied with the thought, he
suddenly broke off. From the
farther end of the Fusan train,
down at that end of the, plat
form where the dim lights
scarcely reached, a figure
caught his eye—a figure trim
and exotje in tins place, like a
vision conjured out of his own
imaginings. It was a woman,
heavily veiled, and she was
walking toward him.
She was alone, too. That, in
itself, was not so curious. But
in the same instant he realized
that slip was a white woman.
Something about her bearing
told him that—a certain poised
assurance and a manner of car
riage that betrayed his own
race and left no doubt.
A white woman—alone—
here!
It was astonishing. Harbin,
with its mixture of types and
classes, was none too safe at
night for any woman: but this
lonely station—for her to be
traveling here alone and un
protected, unwarned of the
dangers. . . . For she was
manifestly making for the
Moscow train.
(TO B>: CONTINUED)
Thank Goodness
Prom Judge.
“Hullo Bill! How’s your wife
this evening?”
“She’s sinking.”
“What, is she ill?"
“No. Just washing dishes.”
SIDESTEPPED
From Pathfinder.
“I asked you if you would loan me
$50. but you didn:t answer.”
“No, I thought it would be better
for me to owe you the answer than
for you to owe me the $50.”
Kind Old Gentleman—What dc
you call those two kittens. Johnny?
Small Boy—I call ’em Tom and
Harry.
K. O. O.—Why don’t you name
them Cook and Peary after the
great explorers?
S B.—Aw, gnaw, mister; thes«
• ia't polecats.—Black <Ss Rina Jay.
Care fcr Propaganda
From Milwaukee Journal
Senator Walsh cX Montana pro
poses tv.o bills for the protection
of education and public opinion that
need, and deserve, crreful considera
tion. One bill would make it un
lawful lor any person, firm or cor
poration doing an interstate business
to pay a teacher or school cfficiai to
wr.te or revise a textbook. Any act
intendrd to influence the use of a
particular text or the teaching ot a
‘•doctrine, dogma or theory with in
tent to influence public opinion :n
favor of any particular govern
mental action or public policy*’
would also be prohibited. The other
bill would deny second class mailing
privileges to any newspaper or mag
azine knowingly printing “any read
ing matter for pay,” or publishing
reading matter “furnished in sub
stance” by a display advertiser,
without disclosing its origin.
The intent of Senator Walsh Li
clear, and laudable. He ;s trying to
turn back this flood of propaganda
that has been let loose cn Amer
ica, as disclosed in the federal trade
commission’s inquiry into public
utility activities and through other
sources. He is trying to keep the
sources of education and public
opmicn free from contamination.
But the particular method he pro
poses may be open to question. At
least it should be examined care
fully to ascertain its wisdom and
practical application.
We should not want to discourage
the production of textbooks when
ever the purpose cf the author is to
add to knowledge. Often when an
author Is entering a new field, he
r.“3ds assistance. Perhaps, instead of
barring him altogether from seek
ing financial aid, the law should
more wisely provide that where ha
does accept such help the name of
his sponsor must apear on the title
page of the book along with his
own. That would have a salutary ef
fect and at the same time would in
form those who make a choice of
fpvf.hrvilrc
As for the limitations placed on
newspapers, the foolishness, or the
outright cupidity of some editors,
as revealed in these same hearings,
has invited action. Anything to pre
vent the contamination of news is
for the protection of the public.
But again we run into practical
considerations. Legitimate news,
honestly set forth, ought not be
placed in the same class as “press
agent stuff.' if Senator Walsh can
relieve the newspaper profession of
the persistent press agent and at
the same time not hamstring it in
the collection of fair end interesting
news, his contribution ought to be
welcome.
When sun Snuffs Out.
.From Literary Digest.
, We have accustomed ourselves to
the idea of a slowiy dying sun, grow
ing less and less brilliant and less
warm through countless ages to
come. But if Charles Nordmaim’s
interpretation of some recent phy
sical theories are correct, the sun
is already old.
Like a hale old man, it retains
much of its vitality, but when it
does die, it will go ail at once, just
as the man does. Its light and heat
will vanish like these of a bulb
when the switch is pressed, and the
world will be left in cold and dark
ness.
This prospect, which may be re- I
alized tomorrow, so far as M. Nord- i
mann knows, he sets before us in
an article entitled "The Sun Will 1
End Suddenly,” contributed to Le
Matin iPavisi.
“The English astronomer Jeans
has shown, oy calculations that are
quite convincing, that the fate, the
life, the evolutions of a star of a
certain age, must undergo as a
whole the experience of its own
atoms,” says M. Nordmann. “At a
given moment, when the tempera
ture and pressure in the interior
of the star reach certain values, al
most all its atoms will suddenly lose
a certain number of electrons.
“At this moment the radiating
Sower, the heat and light emitted
y the star, will suddenly lessen in
a very great degree. The life of
an aging star, such as our sun, will
thus be made up of a series of sud
den catastrophle3, separated by pe
riods of calm.
“Perhaps this is the explanation
of our g—ological periods, which have
been so different and so suddenly
subject to successive alteration.
“But there is something still more
serious. The atoms of cur sun,
which is a decrepit star, have few
more electrons. Next time they will
lose all, or nearly all, of the rest.
When this occurs, the sun. suddenly
cooled, will no longer give as heat
and light, and humanity will be
snuffed out. This may happen this
year, perhaps next month, possibly
tomorrow.....- — *—* ,
•"*“■•• --
Fake Sob Story
The person who sent a little Ken
tucky girl to her bed, ill, by telling
her there is no Santa Claus, had a
mean conception of the world, wa
said. But he—or she—is no?/ over
matched in meanness, by the person
who "faked” the story.
There is no Tillie Oakley, 9-year
old mountain girl, according to a
special report made by an Associ
ated Press investigator. Meanwhile,
letters and packages continue to
pile up for "her” in the Paris. Ken
tucky, postoffice, sent by peonle in
the United States and Canada who
were moved by the false account of
her illness. They wanted to prove to
Tillie that there is a Santa, so they
did up nice things in bundles and
sent them to the address indicated
in the story.
The incident, besides showing the
strong human sympathy people
have, especially for a child, dis
closes one other thing. The “fak
ing” of a news story, once a not un
common practice when a press cor
respondent needed cash, is a good
deal more hazardous today. The As
sociated Press, as soon as it had rea
son to doubt the genuineness of
this item, sent a special man who
spent days investigating, to the end
that trustworthiness and correct
ness of news might be promoted. He
didn't find Tillie. he hasn't settled
the question of the elusive Santa,
but he did run a canard to earth
and thereby makes canards less
likely in the future.
A Clever Thought.
Prom Tit-Bits.
Old Sinner: If you will answer
me one question, I will come to
church.
Minister: What is the question.
Old Sinner: Who was Cain's
wife?
Minister: My friend, you will
never be able to embrace religion
until you stop bothering yourself
about other men’s wives.
Q. What became of the Monitor?
E. L. T.
A. She sank off Cape Hatteras
on December 31, 1882, during a
stiff gale.
jp—j—™ —-3-— SHI—M
' Have Kidneys
Examined By
I Your Doctor
—
i Take Sali3 ta Wasft Kidneys if
Ba;k Fains You or Biadder
1 I Bothers
Flush your kidneys by drinking a
nu.'irt of water each day, also take*
salts occasionally, says a noted au
thority, who tells us that too much
rh'h food forms acids which almost
paralyze the kidneys in their efforts
to expel it from the blood. They be
come sluggish and weaken; then you
may suffer with a dull misery in the
kidney region, sharp pains In the back
or sick headache, dizziness, your
stomach sours, tongue is coated, and
when the weather is bad you have
rheumatic twinges. The urine gels
cloudy, full of sediment, the channels
often get sore and irritated, obliging
yon to seek relief two or three times
during the night
To help neutralize these irritating
adds, to help cleanse the kidneys
and flush off the body’s urinous waste,
got four ounces of Jad Salts from any
pharmacy here; take a tablespoonful
In a glass of water before breakfast
for a few days, and your kidneys may
then act fine. This famous salts is
made from the acid of grapes and
lemon Juice, combined with llthla, and
lias been used for years to help flush
and stimulate sluggish kidneys; also
to neutralize the acids in the system
so they no longer Irritate, thus often
relieving bladder weakness.
Jad Salts is inexpensive, cannot In
jure and makes a delightful efferves
cent lithia-water drink.
HANFORD’S
Balsam of Myrrh
Since 1S4S Las healed Wounds
and Sores on Man and Beast
All dialer* era authorized te reload your money (or the
lire! bottle if not suited.
Marvelou* Climate — C004I Hot el 4 — Tourist
Campo—Splendid Hoads^tiorgeous Mountain
Views. The wonderful desert resort of the Wemt
P write Cree A Chaffey
aim Siirina*^
CALIFU IC M .V ^
Animals Can Foresee
Changes in Weather
If you see a bull leading the herd
like a colonel at the head of a bat
talion, you may be sure that rain is
on the way. The bull leads the herd
like that when he is angry, because
ids temper lias been rutiled by the
prospect of rain. To see a bull lick
ing his lioofs is also a sure indication
of rain.
In fact, some animals make very
reliable guides to impending weather
changes. When a dog seems sleepy,
disinterested, and evinces a sudden
loss of appetite, it is a sure sign of a
heavy fall of rain. The continual
cackling and qnncking of ducks and
geese and other poullry is said to In
dicate rain.
Blind Golfer
Barton Cooper. thirteen-year-old
Mind boy, took up golf a little more
than a year ago and lately played
nine holes on the municipal courts at
San Diego, Calif., in 43 strokes. He
plays with a caddy and gets his sense
of direction from him. Ten-foot putts
are not at all unusual after the caddy
rattles the pins in the cups.
Troublesome Spider
The name “tarantula" Is generally
applied in the United States to a cer
tain species of large bird spider. It
has a bite which is painful but not
dangerous, and very seldom fatal, se
far as accurate records show.
■=—-——
And Just at Good
Uncle Wesley—I’m glad to hear thgt
you don’t rend dime novels.
Wesley—Not me. I know where I
can get them three for a dime.
Help is Offered
and is freely given to
every nervous, delicate
woman, by Dr. Pierce.
I Write Dr. Pierce’s
| Qinic in Buffalo, N.Y.,
^or confidential medi
cal advice. No charge
for this service. Ob
tain Dr. Pierce’s Pre
scription now, in liquid
or tablets, front your
druggist or send 10c
to Ur. .Fierce at above address, tor trial
package of tablets. One woman writes:
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severe pains in my right side, had functional
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down. Doctors said I could never he a mother.
I began taking Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescrip
tion—took eight bottles in all—and today I
have a fine healthy boy, and enjoy bettes
health. 1 cannot say enough in favor of Dr.
Pierces Favorite Prescription."—Mrs. Maud*
Bailey, Edgar. Nebr.
Have you ever tried Dr. Pierce’s
Pellets for the stomach and bowels?
INDIGESTION
If you are peevish, cross, grouchy cr
have a tired feeling with headaches after
meals it is usually because your stomach
is not able to handle the food you have
eaten and needs help. Do not be a grouch
but write Watkins, Box 298, Scranton, Pa.
for information about a formula worket
out by a chemist and used for 17 years ic
such '•■■os with amazing success.