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Giles Dudley arrived in San Francisco
to join his friend and distant relative
Henry "Wilton, whom he was to. assist
In an important and mysterious task, and
" who accompanied Dudley on the
ferry boat trip into the city. The re
markable resemblance of the two men
is noted and commented on by passen
gers on the ferry. They see a man with
snake eyes, which sends a thrill through
Dudley. Wilton postpones an explanation
of the strange errand Dudley is to per
form, but occurrences cause him to
know it is one of no ordinary meaning.
Dudley is summoned to the morgue and
there finds the dead body of his friend.
Henry Wilton. And thus Wilton dies
without ever explaining to Dudley the
puzzling work he was to perform in San
Francisco. In order to discover the se
cret mission his friend had entrusted to
him, Dudley continues his disguise and
permits himself to be known as Henry
"Wilton. He learns that there is a boy
whom he is charged with secreting and
protecting. Dudley, mistaken for Wil
ton, is employed by Knapp to assist
In a stock brokerage deal. Giles Dudley
finds himself closeted in a room with
Mother Borton who makes a confidant
of him. He can learn nothing about the
mysterious bov further than that it is
"Tim Terrill and Darby M-eker who are
after him. Dudlev visits the home of
Knapp and Is stricken by the beauty or
Luella. his daughter. Slumming tour
through Chinatown Is planned.. The trip
to Chinatown. Giles Dudley learns that
the partv Is being shadowed by Terrill.
Luella and Dudley are cut off from
the rest of the party and imprison
ed in :i hallway behind an iron-bound
door. Three Chinese rtillians approach the
imprisoned couple. A battle ensues. One
is knocked down. Giles begins firing. Tim
Terrill is seen in the mob. A newly form
ed mob is checked by shots from Giles
revolver. Policeman Corson breaks down
the door with an ax and the couple is
rescued. Luella thanks Giles Dudley for
saving her life. Knapp appears at the
otllce with no traces of the previous
..night's debauch. Following his instruc
tions Dudley has a notable day in the
Stock i:hange. selling Crown Diamond
and buving Omega, the object being to
crush Decker. Knapp's hated rival. Dud
ley discovers that he loves Luella Knapp.
Mother Horton tells Giles Dudley that
"they've discovered where 'the boy' is."
Tlu"tiivsterIous unknown woman employ
er of Dudley meets him by appointment -
with "the boy" who is turned over 10
Dudlev with his guards and they drive
" with him to the ferry boat to take a train
out of the city. Dudley and his faithful
guards convev "the boy" by train to the
village of Uvermore. as per the written
instructions. The party is followed. Soon
after the party is quartered in the hotel
a special train arrives in Uvermore. The
"gang." including Darby Meeker and Tim
Terrill, lay siege to the hotel and en
deavor to capture "the boy." who comes
forward to see the tight. "Tricked
.again." cries Tim Terrill. when he sees
the Youngster's face. "It's the wrong
boy." Dudlev and Terrill meet in battle
of man to man. Dudley is knocked un
conscious by Ten-ill's assistant and
awakes to find himself in a hotel room
under care of his guards. The hotel js
guarded by Terrill's men who are in
structed to kill the first man who tries to
escape. Dudley gives the note to the one
eved man. The boy is left behind and
Dudlev and his remaining guards make
their escape by horseback and by steal
ing a locomotive. Doddridge Knapp and
Decker meet face to face on the stock
KM-hanci'. Decker is neieaieo. uuuiej
a in
nl Knaip prevent ji coup to control the
in-ctors ami declare Knapp's stock m-
di
valid.
CHAPTER XXVI. Continued.
There was none of the sounds of
riot I had expected to hear as we dr.pw
u before it. The lantern lilinked out
side with its invitation to manifold
cheer within. Lights streamed through
the window and half-opened door, and
quiet and order reigned.
I found the explanation of the
change in the person of a policeman,
who stood at the door.
' "Has there been trouble here, of-
ficer?" I asked.
"Oh, is it you. sor?" said Corson's
hearty voice. "I was wondering about
ye. Well, there has been a bit of a
row here, and there's a power of
broken heads to be mended. There's
wan man cut to pieces, and good rid
dance, for it's Black Dick. I'm think
ing it's the morgue they'll be taking
him to, though it was for the receiving
hospital they started with him. It was
a dandy row. and it was siventeen ar
rists we made."
"Where is Mother Borton?"
"The ould she-divil's done for this
time, I'm a-thinking. Whist, I forgot
she was a friend of yours, sor."
"Where is she at the receiving hos
pital? What is the matter with her?"
"Aisy, aisy. sor. It may be nothing.
She's upstairs. A bit of a cut. they
say. Here, Shaughnessy, look out for
this door! I'll take ye up, sor."
We mounted the creaking stairs in
the light of the smoky lamp that stood
on the bracket, and Corson opened a
door for me.
A flickering candle played fantastic
tricks with the furniture, sent shad
ows dancing over the dingy walls, and
gave a weird touch to the two figures
that bent over the bed in the corner.
The figures straightened up at our en
trance, and I knew them for the doctor
.and his assistant.
"A friend of the lady, sor," whisper
ed Corson.
The doctor looked at me in some
surprise, but merely bowed
Mother Borton turned her head on
the pillow, and her gaunt face lighted
up at the sight of me.
"Eh, dearie. I knew you would
come," she cried.
The doctor pushed his way to the
bedside.
"I must insist that the patient be
quiet," he said with authority.
"Be quiet?" cried Mother Borton.
"Is it for the likes of you that I'd be
quiet? You white-washed tombstone
raiser, you body-snatcher, do you
think you're the man to tell me to hold
my tongue when I want to talk to a
gentleman?"
Mother Borton had raised herself
upon one elbow; her face, flushed and
framed in her gray and tangled hair,
was working with anger; and her eyes
were almost lurid as she sent fierce
glances at one after another of the
men about her. She pointed a skinny
finger at the door, and each man as
she cast her look upon him went out
-without a word.
"Shut the door, honey," she said
quietly, lying down once more with a
satisfied smile. "That's it. Now me
and you can talk cozy-like."
"You'd better not talk. Perhaps
you will feel more like it to-morrow."
"There won't be any to-morrow for
nic," growled Mother Borton. "I've
seen ' enough of 'em carved to know
when I've got the dose myself. Curse
Chat knife!" and she groaned at a
twinge of pain.
"Who did it?"
"Black Dick curse his soul. And he's
roasting in hell for it this minute,"
cried Mother Borton, savagely.
"Hush!" I said. "You mustn't ex
cite yourself."
"There's maybe an hour left in me.
We must hurry. Tell me about your
trouble at Livermore, was it?" said
she.
I gave her a brief account of the ex
pedition and its outcome. Mother Bor
ton listened eagerly, giving an occas
ional grunt of approval.
"Well, honey; I was some good to
ye, after all," was her comment.
"Indeed, yes."
"And you had a closer shave for
your life than you think," she con
tinued. "Tom Terrill swore he'd kill
ye, and it's one of the miracles, sure,
that he didn't."
"Well, Mother Borton, Tom Terrill's
laid up in Livermore with a broken
head,, and I'm safe here with you,
ready to serve you in any way that a
man may."
"Saf.e safe?" mused Mother Borton,
an absent look coming over her skin
ny features, as though her mind wan
dered. Then she turned to me im
pressively. "You'll never be safe till
you change your work and your name.
You've shut your ears to my words
while I'm alive, but maybe you'll think
of 'em when I'm in my coffin. I tell
you now, boy, there's murder and
"J ZZLL 7WJVDiy;rr-&23E33ttI7LmS&j4WJ
death before you
Do you hear? Mur-
der and death."
She sank back on her pillow and
gazed at me with a wearied light In
her eyes and a sibyl look on her face.
"I think I understand," I said gently.
"I have faced them and I ought to
know them."
"Then you'll you'll quit your job
you'll be yourself?"
"I can not. I must go on."
"And why?"
"My friend his work his murder
er." "Have you got the man who mur
dered Henry Wilton?"
"Xo."
"Have you got a man who will give
a word against against you know
who?"
"I have not a scrap of evidence
against any one but the testimony of
my own eyes," I was compelled to
confess.
"And you can't use it you dare not
use it Now I'll tell you. dearie. I
know the man as killed Henry Wil
ton." "Who was it?" I cried, startled into
eagerness.
"It was Black Dick the cursed
scoundrel that's done for me. Oh!"
she groaned in pain.
"Maybe Black Dick struck the blow,
but I know the man that stood behind
him, and paid him. and protected him,
and I'll see him on the gallows before
I die."
"Hush," cried Mother Borton trem
bling. "If he should hear you! Your
throat will be cut yet dearie, and I'm
to blame. Drop it. dearie, drop it
The boy is nothing to you. Leave him
go. Take your own name and get
away. This is no place for you. When
I'm gone there will be no one to warn
ye. You'll be killed. You'll be killed."
Then she moaned, but whether from
pain of body or mind I could not guess.
"Never you fear. I'll take care of
myself," I said cheerily.
She locked at me mournfully. "I am
killed for ye, dearie."
I started, shocked at this news.
"There' she continued slowly "!
didn't mean to let you knew. But
they thought I had told y "
"Then I hav wo reasons instead of
one for hold'n; to my task," I said
solemnly. "1 have two friends to
avenge."
"You'll make the third yourself,"
groaned Mother Borton,
unless they
pnt a knife into Barkhouse first, and
then you'll be the fourth belike."
"Barkhouse do you know where he
is?"
"He's in the Den on Davis street,
you know. I was near forgetting to
tell ye. Send your men to get him to
night, for he's hurt and like to die.
They may have to fight. No don't
leave me now."
"I wasn't going to leave you."
Mother Borton put ner hand to her
throat as though she choked, and was
silent for a moment Then she con
tinued: '
"I'll be to blame if I don't tell you
I must tell you. Are you listening?"
Her voice came thick and strange,
and her eyes wandered anxiously
about, searching the heavy shadows
with a look of growing fear.
"I am listening," I replied.
"You must know you must know
I must tell you. The boy the wom
an is"
On a sudden Mother Borton sat bolt
upright in bed, and a shriek, so long,
so shrill, so freighted with terror,
came from her lips that I shrank from
her and trembled, faint with the hor
ror of the place.
"They come there, they come!"
she cried, and throwing up her arms
she fell back on the bed.
The candle shot up into flame, sput
tered an instant and was gone. And
I was alone with the darkness and the
dead.
CHAPTER XXVII.
A Link in the Chain.
I sprang to my feet But before I
had covered the distance to the door,
it was flung open and Corson- stood on
the threshold. At the darkness he
wavered and cried:
"What's the matter here?"
"She is dead."
I shuddered as I stood beside him,
and brought the lamp from the brack
et in the hall.
Mother Borton lay back staring af
frightedly at the mystic being who had
come for her, but settled into peace as
I closed her eyes and composed her
limbs.
"She was a rare old bird," said Cor
son when I had done, "but there was
some good in her, after all."
"She has been a good friend to
me," I said, and we called a servant
from below and left the grewsome
room to his guardianship.
"And now, there's another little job
to be done. There's one of my men a
prisoner down on Davis street. I must
get him out."
"I'm with you, sor," said Corson
heartily. "I'm hopin there's some
heads to be cracked."
I had not counted on the police
man's aid, but I was thankful to accept
the honest offer. In the restaurant I
found five of my men, and with this
force I thought that I might safely at
tempt an assault on the Den.
The Den was a low, two-story build
ing of brick, with a warehouse below,
and the quarters of the enemy, ap
proached by a narrow stairway above.
tCw"
William Knew His Fault
But Perhaps the World Might
Agree With Him.
Not
In a certain village of New Hamp
shire there is a quaint old character
known as Boss Mellin, keenly alive to
the truth of the old saying, "Silence
is golden." Mellin's gift in this re
spect approaches genius, though he
was fully aware of what he deemed
his shortcomings therein.
Mell'n used to mike rcattresses for
a living. One fiiy a native cf the
'ace entered his shop and asked,
"Boss, what's the best kind of a mat
tress?" "Husks," was the laconic response
of Boss.
Twenty years later, so runs the tra
dition, the same man again entered
the shop, and again asked, what, in
the opinion of Mellin, was the best
kind of a mattress.
"Step quietly," I cautioned my men,
as we neared the dark and-forbiddlng
entrance. "Keep close to the shadow
of the buildings. Our best chance is
in a surprise."
' There was no guard at the door that
stood open to the street and we halted
a moment before it to make sure of
our plans.
"It's a bad hole," whispered Corson.
"A fine place for anambusb," I re
turned dubiously. '
"Well, there's no help for it" said
the policeman. "Come on!" And
drawing his club and revolver he stole
noiselessly up the stairs.
We were not two-thirds the way up
the flight before a voice shot out of
the darkness.
"Who's there?"
There was no more need for silence,
and Corson and I reached the landing
just as a door opened that Jet the light
stream from within. Two men had
sprung to the doorway and another
could be seen faintly outlined in the
dark hall.
The two men jumped back into the
room and tried to close the door, but I
was upon them before they could
swing it shut. Four of my men had
followed me close, and with a few
blows given and taken the two were
prisoners.
"Tie them fast," I ordered, and
hastened to see how Corson fared.
I met the worthy policeman in the
hall, blown but exultant. Owens was
following him, and between them they
half-dragged, half-carried the man
who had given the alarm.
"Aren't there any more about?" I
asked. "There were more than three
left in the gang."
"If there had been more of us, you'd
never have got in," growled one of the
prisoners.
"Where's Barkhouse?" I asked.
"Find him!" was the defiant reply.
We began the search, opening one
room after another. Some were sleep
ing rooms, some the meeting rooms,
while the one we had first entered ap
peared to be the guardroom.
"Hello! What's this?" exclaimed
Corson, tapping an iron door, such as
closes a warehouse against fire.
"It's locked, sure enough," said
Owens, after trial.
"It must be the place we are look
ing for," I said. "Search those men
for keys."
The search was without result
"It's a sledge we must get," said
Owens, starting to look about for one.
"Hould on," said Corson, "I was
near forgetting. I've got a master-key
that fits most of these locks. It's
handy for closing up a warehouse
when some clerk with his wits a-wan-dering
forgits his job. So like enough
it's good at unlocking."
It needed a little coaxing, but the
bolt at last slid back and the heavy
door swung open. The room was fur
nished with a large table, a big desk
and a dozen chairs, which sprang out
of the darkness as I struck a match
and lit the gas. It was evidently the
council room of the enemy.
"This is illigant" said the police
man, looking around with approval;
"but your man isn't here, I'd say."
"Well, it looks as though there
might be something here of interest,"
I replied, seizing eagerly upon the
papers that lay scattered about upon
the desk. ".Look in the other room
while I run through these."
A rude diagram on the topmost
paper caught my eye. It represented
a road branching thrice. On the third
branch was a cross, and then at in
tervals four crosses, as if to mark
some features of the landscape. Un
derneath was written:
"From B follow y m. Take third
road 3 or 5."
The paper bore date of that day, and
I guessed that it meant to show the
way to the supposed hiding-place of
the boy.
Then, as I looked again, the words
and lines touched a cord of memory.
Something I had seen or known be
for was vaguely suggested. I groped
in the obscurity for a moment, vainly
reaching for the phantom that danced
just beyond the grasp of my mental
fingers.
There was no time to lose in spec
ulating, and I turned to the work that
pressed before us. But as I thrust
the papers into my pocket to resume
the search for Barkhouse, the elusive
memory flashed on me. The diagram
of the enemy recalled the single slip
of paper I had found in the pocket of
Henry Wilton's coat on the fatal night
of my arrival. I had kept it always
with me, for it was the sole memoran
dum left by him of the business that
had brought him to his death. I
brought it out and placed it side by
side with the map I had before me.
The resemblance was less close than
I had thought, yet all the main fea
tures were the same.. There was the
road branching thrice; a cross in both
marked the junction of the third road
as though it gave sign of a building or
some natural landmark; and the other
features were indicated in the same
order. No there was a difference in
this point; there were five crosses on
the third road in the enemy's diagram,
while there were but four in mine.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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"Straw? You told me husks was
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Boss Mellin emitted a sigh. "I've
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