! NEAL of the NAVY Br WILLIAM HAMILTON OSBORNE Author •/ "Rti Moatf," "Running Fight. ## "CatMpm*, •• ButkU." «/c. - ! - Nov«liz«d from the Photo Play of th« Bam# Nam* Produced by the Path a Exchange, Inc. /Conrl*ht. 1913. by William HAsiltoa Osbonaa: ' Neal retraced his steps and Annette banded him a scrap of paper that the roan had dropped during the struggle. It was a crumpled bit of letter, and what there was of It read like this: . . . note you are now located at the "Crooked Crag" . . . and that the place is safe. Ten pounds heroin shipped today. The consign ment of cocaine follows Immediately. "Did you recognize that man?" said Neal. breathlessly. "He was the smug gler that got away that night In Sea port. I remember him particularly by the scar upon his face." Annette started. "I had forgotten," she returned. "The scar upon his face." CHAPTER XIX. At Crooked Crag. Hernandez, the gentleman adventur er, the clever smuggler of cocaine and heroin, established his headquar ters at the Crooked Crag. The pro prietor recognized him for what he was; there was a secret compact, un spoken. but well Understood, between the two. Hernandez had located himself in the secret, sound-proof room at Crooked Crag. He was talking over the telephone. "It was a false move," he conceded. "I should have steered clear of your Newport villa. If it hadn't been for the apprentice seaman. I might have turned a trick. As it is, I am afraid to show myself. I think we will have to wait for our yellow-blooded friend to return from his failure at Annapo lis." With the scrap of paper in his pos session Neal had excusid himself to Inez, and had started back to his training station with a definite pur pose in view. Once arrived there, he handed the crumpled slip of paper to the officer in command and told his story. But all this went on unknown to Hernandez. He had not missed the scrap of paper. Half an hour later on a wharf in Newport there drew up a very capable' little motor boat. Inez and her s'oung friend, Annette Ilington, boarded her. Inez gave a signal and the launch plunged her nose into the sea. For half an hour or so everything iwent well. | But suddenly above the chugging jOf the exhaust Annette heard a groan at her side. Inez was banging limp over the arm of her wicker chair. j "What is the matter?" cried An' 'nette, alarmed. "I am ill, so ill," groaned Inez. "I was a fool to come out in a sea like this." "We'll go back." said Annette. "No," said Inez. "We must land. Another half hour of this I think would kill me." In a moment they were gilding through the quiet waters, and in two moments more had reached the dock at the head of tho inlet. Above them towered a huge, crooked granite shaft, and nestling against it like an other shaft was the Crooked Crag ho tel. "I must rest,' groaned Inez. "I must lie down—l am ill, terribly 111." v Annette rapidly leaped from the motor boat, tripped up to the little dock and nimbly ascended the rustic steps that led to the hotel. She was met half way by the proprietor, Sol lnger himself. "Yes, miss," he called to her; "some thing urgent, I perceive." "My friend, Miss Courtier, is ill," said Annette. "She is in the launch below. Can you help me?" "With pleasure, miss," said the pro prietor. With him at her side, Annette re traced her steps. The proprietor en tered the motor boat and bent over Inez. He nodded to himself, as though recalling a description. With an easy swing they carried Inez out of the boat, along the dock and up the rustic steps. "Have you a physician in the house?" "We have everyll,..ig—everything at Crooked Crag," returned the proprie tor, with an insinuating smile. He summoned other servitors and nodded to Annette. "It is two flights up, miss," he said to Annette. Giving innumerable directions and climbing at the head of the little group behind him, he finally reached the third-story room. "If the doctor is about, will you send him?" said Annette, bowing the proprietor and his two men from the room. "At once, mademoiselle," said the proprietor, with a low bow. There was a knock upon the door. "Come in," said Annette. Two men entered, one of whom, a man with a neatly-trimmed Van Dyke beard, drew Annette to the window, inquiring gravely about the case. While her attention was thus occupied iNeal of the Navy SHOWN IN MOVING PICTURES I rnT fTWTAT EACH WEDNESDAY I V/UI»V;iUiiL AND THURSDAY | Season's Greatest Movie Serial FRIDAY EVENING, HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH OCTOBER 8. 1915 the other man seized the recumbent figure upon the bed and bore it from the room. Annette caught a glimpse of his huge shoulders Just as he dis appeared. "What is he doing?" she demanded. "Where is he taking her to?" The other man bowed. "To a phy sician," he returned, "as you re- Quested." He crossed the room and deftly locked the door, putting the key in his pocket. "But you are a physician," ex claimed Annette, alarmed. He tore from either side of his face a thin strip of hair, leaving beneath it smooth shaven jowels. He still wore a mustache and goatee. Then he turned to her, and his face was the face of the man in the shrubbery at the New port villa, the face of the smuggler of cocaine, captured at Seaport and escaped again. "I am not a physician," he conceded. "Do you know who I am?" "No," she answered,retreating to a corner. He laughed. "I am a man with a saber cut upon my face," he said, pointing to it. "You were to look out for me. Here I am. Look out." "What do you want of me?" she demanded. Hernandez lit a cigarette. "Noth ing that is not mine," he said. "I was a partner of your father s." She started. "Where is my father?" she demanded. Hernandez shrugged his shoulders. "Dead these many yottro; God rest his soul," he said. "I was his surviving partner and to me belongs the assets of the firm. One of those assets you carry on your person next your heart, the map of the Lost Isle of Cinnabar. I know you have it. I tracked you and .your friend here just to get it. You will hand it now to me." "I will do nothing of the kind," said Annette. She drew a long breath and screamed aloud. "Useless,'' he said. "There is no one within range of your beautiful soft voice." He took out his watch. "Let me remind you, senorita," he re marked, "that my ancestors were of the inquisition. I will give you Ave minutes to make up your mind. I shall leave you alone, you may make up your mind by yourself. If at the end of five minutes you have failed, you must take the consequence." Inez Castro's handbag was lying on a dressing table; to her it was the hand bag of Irene Courtier. She opened It and drew forth a card en graved with the latter name, together with a little silver pencil. She wrote hastily upon the card: "I am Annette Ilington. I am con fined in a second-story room in the rear of this building—the barred room ■where you see the handkerchief. Look up." She thrust the card between the bars and dropped it. It fluttered down beyond her sight. Then she tied her handkerchief to the lower end of one of the bars. As she finished she heard a rattle at the lock of the door and Hernandez entered the room. CHAPTER XX. Cornered. The ensign in tha bow of the naval launch scanned the coast line with care. "This Crooked Crag hotel is an un "eanny place," he said. "They've prob ably got lookouts posted everywhere. We'd better land half a mile away and take them from the rear." His brother ensign grunted. "Dol lars to doughnuts we're on a wild goose chasa," he said. "If there's any place that covers up Its tracks It's Crooked Crag. You're right though, we'll take them from the rear." They landed half a mile up shore and as quietly as possible tramped for a mile through underbrush in the general direction of the granite rock which stood out clear above the tree tops. They halted on the edge of the clearing, from the center of which rose the hotel itself. "Form a circle," said the ensign, "surround the place, and all close in at once. No matter what happens, don't let anybody get away." One of the ensigns beckoned to Neal. "Come with me," he said, "you know the man we're after and can de scribe him. I'll need you and about three more besides." With rhythmic, ringing steps, the lit tle squad crossed the clearing, darted up the rustic staircase and tramped across the veranda of the hotel. Sol inger met them at the door. "Yes," gentlemen," he said, bowing, "what can I serve you?" (To Be Continued.) DEATH OF CHARLES BLOCCH Special to The Telegraph Annvllle, Pa.. Oct. 8. 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Oct. 8. —Last evening the marriage of Miss Florence Chris tlson and Paul Kreider took place in the United Brethren Church, with the pastor, the Rev. S. F. Daugherty, per forming the ceremony. Miss Ora Eachm&n played the wedding march. After a reception held at the bride's home the couple left for Southern Europe, where they will spend their honeymoon. A FINE NUT CANDY Autumn brings with it a harvest of nuts. Our native nuts are not appre ciated as they should be, largely be cause we are an Impatient people and the nuts being small we will not take the trouble to crack them and extract the contents. Still hickory nuts are excellent and have a high flavor, while our small native nut is more delicate than the imposing Italian variety. l Pecan nuts and those we call English walnuts (in England they are called Madeira nuts) come to us fresh in autumn. This is the time, therefore, to candy ; nuts. Of course they keep indefinitely . and can be candied at any time, but ( they are much better if candied while > they are fresh. There is only one se . cret about candying nuts. That Is to L keep the syrup clear and white. To . attain this boll In a sanitary enameled , ware saucepan sugar and water in the ! proportion of one cup of granulated • to one of water. Under no cir cumstances use a metal pan for this operation. After this syrup has come to a boll test frequently by dropping a F teaspoonful Into cool water. Remove . It as soon as It is brittle. Further boiling will make It granulate. On a I shallow enameled ware tray spread a CAS T 0 RIA For Infants and CM** B« ar8 the The Klril You Have Always Bought shee of paraffined paper. Place the nuts on this, cover each nut with a teaspoonful of the syrup, and put the whole away In a cool dark place to harden. If It is desired to keep the candy for sometime wrap each piece in a small square paraffined paper. 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